Volume 1, Chapter 45: To Think I Became the Last Resort

Yanyu had never exerted his sense of hearing so strenuously before, nor had he ever known that listening with such absolute concentration could be so mentally draining.

Right now, all he prayed for was to win three or five out of these fifty-odd bids; if that happened, he would go and burn incense of gratitude.

"This is indeed rather troublesome..." Dalton scratched his head over the matter as well. The project was a good one, but after the breakup of the Soviet Union, whether the project could still be executed remained a major question. At any rate, in Li Chen's memory, these four transnational pipelines had not been completed even by 2010.

Wang Haoming had already handled all the matters at hand, and before long, he would be driving off to Guangdong to attend the raw jadeite trading fair held in Pingzhe. While this made Wang Haoming feel a little lost, it also stirred up a sense of excitement within him; the grand scene described by Luo Feng filled him with yearning.

The person involved, Muxue, was even more dumbfounded. The young master of the Zhang family had traveled thousands of miles here just to find her?

Qi Yanming did not recognize Tan Jin, but seeing that the other party lacked facial hair, he knew he was a eunuch. Then, noticing the Protector of the Ming army by his side, he realized this person must have a formidable background.

Although she detested the fat ball, it was also a fact that Governor Su had saved her, and she could not wrong him.

Red Moon gave a jolt and released her hands. Daisy slumped down limply like a skinned lizard whose tendons had been pulled out, her exposed, fair breasts heaving violently, her entire body drenched in sweat.

"You... what the hell are you playing at!" Seeing her laughing so heartily, Zeng Zhiwei suddenly realized—the company had spent two years nurturing her, and the only person capable of making Nicole withdraw from the film and television industry was Young Master Chen. Why hadn't it clicked in his mind earlier?

Unknowingly, a year had passed, and as a senior in college, his family could no longer tolerate him lingering at school and forcefully arranged a job for him.

"Uncle, in sects like the Ice Jade Sect and the Evil Emperor Sect, how many Divine Realm powerhouses do they typically possess?" Chu Yang pondered for a long moment before suddenly asking this question.

The other four people present were all stunned! Just a moment ago, what had happened? In the blink of an eye, the person who had still been within their field of vision suddenly shifted behind their boss... Such speed made the four of them shiver; it was too terrifying.

The moment the Patriarch of the Tree Clan had just undergone the heavenly tribulation, his ascension was already destined, because the Heavenly Punishment had detected a powerful existence, and this mortal realm was no longer suitable for him to remain. The moment the Divine Eye of Heavenly Punishment departed, Patriarch Tree sensed a powerful suction force pulling him upward into the upper realm.

A mysterious bone skeleton stared with hollow eye sockets, watching this scene in shock—a scene he found impossible to believe.

While everyone was having a merry time, Mingyue's mother ran over in a panic, almost colliding head-on with Pan Yulian, who was coming out to use the facilities.

Arriving at the Yama Hall lobby once again, things had long since changed and the people were gone. Those familiar figures from back then had either perished on missions or traveled far away to distant places, pursuing their own dreams.

After this incident occurred, naturally, everyone's first reaction was to gather information on this Chen Fei. There were always busybodies of this sort who would sniff out such a farcical affair, much like the "Know-It-All" in East Sea City who claimed to be versed in everything. At this moment, still in that same old inn within East Sea City, he was wildly boasting about Chen Fei.

Taken literally, such a reply was merely a statement of stance, yet those present could hear Linyi Yun's earnestness and certainty. Sentences akin to oaths uttered from his lips left no room for doubt.

"Goodness, it's the end of the world~" Having played with eagles all his life, Long Ci was pecked in the eye by one today, leaving him with tears but no way to cry.

Yet his own true qi was obliterated as if through withered weeds and decaying wood. Before he could even react, this force repelled him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood directly.

"Oh? What kind of spell is this, to be so formidable?" A voice rang out from thin air, naturally belonging to none other than Chen Yue.

Taking a deep breath, he tried his best to calm himself down, but the unceasingly heaving chest told those beside him just how terrible his mood was right now. The disciples who had followed him out were also struck silent like cicadas in winter, not daring to make the slightest sound. The only sound left in the entire room was Xuanxuzu's heavy breathing.

"Uh, what's going on? What just happened? I feel sore and weak all over, and my head hurts so much..." Duanmu Yunduoyun asked me feebly with a painful expression, her delicate hands supporting her forehead.

Following the direction of Wuchen's pointing finger, a faint ripple of water spread outward, accompanied by a crisp "splash" sound, as if something had shattered.

"A duke?" Sun Hero was instantly startled, and the peach wood sword in his hand gradually lowered.

Taking in the myriad states of mortal life, Song Ruyu found it immensely fascinating. Her gaze drifted for a moment toward the boat carrying the male guests of the Liao family, searching for that familiar figure.

Yuan Ling walked over slowly, looking at the two Qi-beasts covered in scars. Just as he had done at the beginning, he helped them lift the restrictions and used the Heavenly Spirit Water to restore their injuries within a short period of time.

She truly envied Moya—envying Moya's experiences, and envying Moya's ability to openly and generously be together with Lin Yu.

Yet, however subtle it was, Banruo could still understand. Consequently, Banruo's face instantly flushed several shades deeper.

Ye Li widened her eyes, for a moment feeling unable to comprehend her mother's words. She was telling her to go with them—was she abandoning her? With utter helplessness, Ye Li looked up at her mother, only to have her mother turn her face away and refuse to look at her.

Yun Zhi shook her head and said, "I don't know." She had not expected Ah Li to specially send Ah Man's corpse back simply because she felt Yun Zhi would be happy about it. A storm of mixed emotions churned in her chest; Ah Li's wish for her well-being was single-minded, entirely devoid of any other distractions.

He had come, but could he change anything? Ye Li rolled over. Although she was very hungry, she had zero appetite to eat anything; she only turned the thought over and over in her mind: Qin朗 had come, what could he possibly change? Could he allow her to keep this child? Or could she just watch Xie Yihan die with complete indifference? Was that even possible?