Chapter 51

Warm tears streamed down her face in heavy drops, each long eyelash, like butterfly wings, glistening with beads of sorrow.

First, identify the collaborative institutions of the Jingcai University Financial Research Institute and the industry, then select one or two to analyze. Observe the movements of these buy-side institutions to determine what research reports the sell-side institute should produce. This starting point alone can filter out nearly ninety percent of the analysts in the field.

Night had already fallen, yet Jiang Guangguang could still clearly see the ferocity etched on Cheng Jinyan’s face. She knew Cheng Jinyan already held many lives in his hands and did not care about adding hers to the count.

The staff at the rehabilitation center led us inside, and I immediately spotted a familiar figure seated in the courtyard—Nie Xu.

He thought today’s inspection was to prevent any troublemakers from Meng Jun’s group entering the city, but I knew in my heart that I hadn’t returned home all night because Shen Yi was searching for me.

The corners of her lips, like cherries, curled up faintly. Yu Wuxia did not understand why she could walk out of this dense night forest, yet lacked the ability to foresee the past and future.

I have always believed in one saying: all burdens will transform into gifts, and the suffering endured will eventually illuminate the bewildering path ahead.

That day, I was originally going out to buy a birthday gift for Shen Yi’s father. However, early in the morning, I received a call from the Jiang family saying we both had leg injuries and asked me to return to check on them. Upon learning this, Shen Yi immediately drove me back.

“Are you saying the research team responsible for international market studies has only three people?” Meng Han asked in disbelief.

I trembled with anger, but I had to clarify the facts. I could not act rashly, especially since I had no means to intervene with Huo Ji’s side.

Lin Ke stared intently at An Daoquan, feeling immensely relieved. If it weren’t for An Daoquan’s presence, the expeditionary force would have faced the crisis of mass poisoning even before the battle began.

Dennis let out a painful wail. At that moment, he felt utterly exposed to the world. Those shocked, contemptuous, and pitying gazes were almost unbearable.

To one day defeat him, Lv Lingqi had been practicing martial arts obsessively for over a month, neglecting sleep and food, often forced to rest only by Zhang Fan’s insistence.

“So, we’re filming here?” Leoldo felt a bit uneasy. A tiger and a brown bear—if they went berserk, would his group be enough to fend them off?

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“Book a presidential suite.” Before Su Han could respond, the burly man spoke first, placing a bank card on the counter.

A figure with wild purple hair suddenly appeared before Zhang Xiao, unleashing a terrifying flurry of punches like arrows raining down, relentlessly assaulting DIO’s entire body.

Later, they encountered Li Zhong, Zhou Tong, and Pei Xuan, but the gathered soldiers numbered only about ten thousand. Especially troubling was that the expeditionary force’s strongest dragon cavalry had yet to spot even one enemy, making Lin Ke uneasy.

However, it didn’t end there. The mutated vine that had pierced him seemed to sense the nearby heat source, coiling around Dongfang Yong like a constrictor—also entangling Xu Lun, whom he held in his arms.

In her own eyes, what she did was right. Yet to others, it was wrong.

Now, in this post-apocalyptic world, the base’s high-ranking officials gathered like blooming flowers, their relationships complex. The Zhou family’s attempt to suppress the matter single-handedly faced great difficulty.

Though not personally responsible for its destruction, his involvement was significant enough to say he had a hand in it.

Caught off guard by Wudao’s move, the Bull Demon King failed to brake in time. Coupled with the immense suction of the Five Elements Formation, he was swallowed into it in an instant.

Zhou Yunan nearly blurted out the secret of Wu Yuewu having a child, but recalling the old master’s warning, she held back, almost letting it slip.

Leading the Xiao family’s troops was Xiao Chengming. Mounted on a fine steed, he seemed uneasy with the ride, his face pale and strained, causing Zheng Hui beside him to furrow her brow deeply.

Long ago, there was a boy named Qu Yaojie who loved hotpot, despite his ancestors being genuine northerners in the Earth Era.

After the Soviet Union’s collapse, Russia’s economy faltered, many military shipyards lost their orders, and workers struggled to make ends meet.

Someone discovered that timed bombs had been planted here, which were thrown in this direction, preventing detonation at the scheduled time.

Not just him, everyone present had drunk heavily, but no one acted out of line. Embarrassing oneself while drinking would ruin one’s reputation with the boss.

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“Alright!” Considering the recent undercurrents in the primordial wilderness, directly targeting the Wuzhu clan, Zhenyuanzi weighed the pros and cons before nodding.

Liu Feiyang seemed only able to defend and not counterattack, using his long sword to protect himself. The “Returning Wind Leaf Dance Sword” deserved its reputation, impenetrable. Meng Hao’s sword flicked and twisted, pointing east then west, but could not harm him.

More than twenty days had passed since the Void Vortex’s destruction. Rumors spread that the Taiqing Relic Mansion lost its seal and was obliterated by the void, along with the prison of the celestial demon corpse, leaving no trace. Unless an ancient master of pure yang level, adept in void cultivation, intervened, it would be nearly impossible to find.

“Damn it, bitch, what have you done?” Liang Gui suddenly came to his senses and cursed loudly.

Upon hearing Xu Jie wanted to give the wager to Uncle Mu, Scar Nine couldn’t help but interject, “Big brother, that’s four months’ worth of…” His words trailed off as Xu Jie’s angry glare silenced him.

Mr. Zhu couldn’t help but give a thumbs-up, praising continuously. Clearly, Yin Xu’s design left him very satisfied.

As Ren Tian pressed forward, his unease grew stronger. Unsure if it was due to the recent bloody scene, he considered that many had died by his hand, so the unease likely wasn’t from the dead. He decided to trust his intuition.

After crawling a few steps forward, they realized the passage was more difficult to traverse than expected.

After knocking seven or eight times, a deep male voice sounded from inside. Zhi Ze couldn’t understand the language, which seemed different from that of the Northern Wei Kingdom.

With a fierce shout, a thunderous hand descended from the sky, striking hard at Du Yuesheng’s head.

But Chen Yuan merely replied simply, “It’s nothing, I know my limits!” Then he opened the armored vehicle’s rear door and climbed out.