Chapter 131: Rear-End Collision

Ye Feng took the business card and glanced at it. "Wang Zhiqiang, General Manager." He then looked at the young woman beside him, who appeared rather frightened; it was likely her first time encountering such a scene. "You must be Xu Xiao." Xu Xiao looked at the General Manager, overwhelmed, unsure of what to say. She could only nod and whisper, "Yes." "I am regarding..."

"I told you not to move around. What if you fall?" Jimo Hanfei wrapped Jiao Yuzhen tightly in the quilt, leaving her unable to move, much like a spring roll.

"Yes, yes, Pingse Company truly has it rough," Guan Zhiyong said, keeping up appearances. He raised his glass and added with a smile, "I offer this toast to you all."

Dong Sihui felt an inexplicable sense of panic, and even Lin Xinyi, standing nearby, sensed that the atmosphere was highly unusual.

Xi Duoduo spoke with forced bravado, trying to reassure herself, though deep down, she remained unconvinced.

I coated the clothes, inside and out, with lethal poison, and soaked the surface of the black umbrella with the same deadly substance. After finishing, I found my eyes brimming with tears, which fell onto a stone, leaving dark, damp spots behind.

Jesse said the seller was in a hurry to sell the house. When he and Wang Dachui came to inspect it, not only did it meet all my criteria, but the price was also very fair. The owner was currently inside packing, saying that as soon as the person he and Wang Dachui were waiting for arrived, we could enter to view the property at any time.

Ziyu had originally served at Yongshou Palace and was sent to the Chuxiu Palace when Consort Ru replaced the palace staff. After Zimin died, she became the Empress's personal attendant. She was reticent, calm, and sharp, and she had not yet managed to incur the Empress's displeasure.

I had long since memorized that ethereal voice! Only Zhang Xuanwei in this world could produce such a sound.

Fortunately, the guards had their identification tokens confiscated before entering the palace, but two guards remained outside watching the supplies. Since they still had their tokens, it might be better to let them sneak into the palace and find a way to request an audience with the Empress Dowager, asking her to come and collect the person.

After closing the main door, Lin Hao lay down on his bed as planned. The window was open, and though there was little moonlight, the gentle breeze outside drifted in, carrying the faint sound of swaying leaves into his dreams.

In Xuanyu, few people could meet the requirements for the advancement exam—reaching the seventh level of Spirit Transformation—within four years. Most students barely managed to meet the criteria by their eighth year of enrollment.

The young commander looked at the area covered by artillery fire and glanced up at the three high ridges above. With only the main road ahead, a glimmer of hope for survival flickered in his heart, though he knew passage would certainly not be easy.

"It's a call from Liming. Do you want to take it?" Chen Lanzhi was always vigilant; as soon as she heard footsteps, she smoothed the fierce expression from her face, reverting to a gentle and lovely demeanor as she calmly handed the phone to Zhao Shilian.

Gao Ning felt a stir, and two men in suits with unremarkable features suddenly appeared beside the police car.

But these were not the most pressing matters at hand. Hua Zhenxing did not intend to send anyone to contact the three Xiao brothers immediately, as doing so would risk exposing his identity and the New Alliance's plans. Xiao Guang was clearly well-acquainted with Major General Farah, and he might turn around and leak that information to the Defense Front.

Zhu Meng did not realize at the time how serious this issue could be, so he immediately sought out Mr. A for verification. Mr. A admitted it; obtaining the complete formula for the Chunrong Pill was not only the greatest wish of his life but also his duty—one that was critical to his career and even his survival.

Watching Fan Lian's footwork and techniques, they seemed even more agile than before. When I saw him leap into the air, there were faint currents of energy surging around him, which struck me as odd. I had not previously noticed him practicing any internal martial arts, so how could his skills have improved so drastically in just a few hours?