Chapter 145: Flaws in the New Product

Manager Li remained unruffled. He had long anticipated that You Yue would say this. Without evidence, who would believe such claims? The only company currently capable of producing such goods was Linmei Co., Ltd., not the You family. Manager Li smiled faintly and said with measured composure, "President You, everything requires evidence. If you have none, it would be best to say less, or I shall have to sue you for slander. Swindling your investors while lacking the actual capability to develop new products..."

Every attack was imbued with a chilling intent to kill; the ninjas from the Land of Water fell one after another under the onslaught of Orochimaru and his subordinates.

Ye Lei’s forehead was covered in black lines as he swallowed hard, truly at a loss for words.

Everything was prepared; they only awaited the final spark. The distress signal in the sky was like a predatory beast waiting for its prey to arrive.

However, this Purple-Gold Winged Dragon was no ordinary creature; it was hard to say whether his attacks could actually finish it off.

"Please... please don't hurt us. We didn't mean to kill you; we are currently being hunted. We only ask that you remain silent so the pursuers don't hear us!" The senior sister’s cold, crisp voice rang out, her tone tinged with helplessness.

Those at the Heavenly Immortal level could not compare to true Golden Immortal cultivators, yet they were still far beyond the reach of ordinary practitioners. Upon reaching the Heavenly Immortal realm, the constraints of lifespan became negligible.

Lin Tian shook his head. It seemed like a joke, but in the end, it would indeed be easy for the group to fall apart.

"Arrogant!" Huangfu Yancai’s body flickered with a boom, his shadow clone exploding and vanishing into the void.

He performed intricate hand seals, and one by one, Shura soldiers rose from the Underworld Lake, their eyes glowing with a bloodthirsty red light that chilled the soul.

However, in the true Divine Realm, the concept of "intent" did not exist, for only when one fully understood such intent and possessed a Dao Domain could they be considered to have truly entered the path.

Xiao Huo opened the shop interface again and, finding treasures for subduing exotic flames, bought them as well.

To the west lay the direction of the Endless Sea. Legend had it that the sea was boundless, and many martial artists would spend their entire lives without traversing even a ten-thousandth of it.

"I have handed over thirty percent of my share to the National League." As expected, after the meeting concluded, Maya confirmed what they had already suspected.

"If you refuse, then I am afraid I must apologize for what happens today." He Changsong said coldly. As he finished speaking, he closed his eyes. The members of the Pang family turned ashen; ten breaths? This was nothing short of an insult.

No matter how many peak Admirals there are, before a powerhouse at the peak of the Four Emperors level, a single punch is enough to settle things.

"Who told my Xue'er to be so beautiful?" Xiao Huo laughed. He no longer viewed Xue'er merely as a disciple.

In this world, people called him Sengoku the Buddha, but when faced with this matter, Sengoku truly did not know how to proceed.

"Take me to the Black Ghost's territory," Xiao Huo said indifferently, a trace of coldness creeping into his eyes.

P.S.: Reed’s Baxter Building had ordinary glass walls for the top and bottom sections, but the laboratory in the middle was reinforced with N-degree metal, making it look like an eraser wrapped in a brand label.

On the 25th, it was the Madam President's birthday. Tonight, she did not go to the Crystal Palace, but instead held a birthday party in the company of her family and friends.

Im Yoona did not dwell on this question; she knew the situation inside and was only concerned about Kim Taeyeon's arrival.

After the meal, Krystal Jung remained seated at the bar, watching Yang Mo. Yang Mo leaned over, his gaze level with hers, and leaned in with his lips.

In comparison, he preferred chatting about culinary arts with Lee Guk-ju, even if she seemed a bit plump. Most of the time, it was Yang Mo teaching her, and despite their eight-year age gap, she was far inferior to Yang Mo in terms of culinary skill.