Chapter 192 Money Makes the Mare Go

Staring at the unassuming yet fiercely arrogant middle-aged man before him, Lu Feng demanded, "What department are you from? Gathering people to lead a disturbance during work hours? Tired of living, are you?"

The secretary trailing behind Lu Feng leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "Deputy General Manager, this is Lian Kewei, the Personnel Department manager recruited at a high price by President Gu."

"It's written right on his work badge, I don't need you to tell me!" Lu Feng roared aggressively.

No wonder this old guy dared to speak with such swagger; it turned out he had Gu Mosi backing him up.

"What is there to be arrogant about for a stray dog kicked out by Haohan?" Lian Kewei blurted out recklessly. "Your embezzlement of corporate funds is currently..."

Ding Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had altered his appearance in time, completely changing his facial structure. Otherwise, being surrounded by so many people would have posed quite a troublesome problem.

Xueyu transformed back into its original form, lazily curling up on a brocade mat and gracefully stretching its limbs. In the very center of the mat sat a square, dark sandalwood low table. True Monarch Chonghua was currently seated before it.

Three half-step Saint-entry experts dealing with Feng Buqi and Dongfang Yiren—surely there wouldn't be any unexpected mishaps?!

"Dad, what should we do! We can't just keep wearing ourselves out against these two stag beetles!" Feifei felt utterly exhausted and had no desire to drag out this stalemate with the beetles any longer.

Ding Xiu's voice was laden with guilt as he pulled Bai Yelang's captivating, delicate body tightly into his embrace. The warm, soft sensation completely intoxicated him.

Across the gloomy green canopy of heaven, an uncanny power flowed through the air. Merely glancing at it briefly made Xuan Xiao and the other five feel as though their very souls were about to be forcefully extracted, causing their gazes to wander helplessly.

The five of them walked along the streets of the so-called City of Dawn, while Bai Yelang remained tightly grasped in his hand, nursing her grievances. The rest of the group observed the city around them.

"You..." Jiya pointed his right hand at Bayar, his eyes filled with sheer disbelief. He never expected that Bayar and his men would actually dare to kill him.

"Sister Yun, listen to me, things aren't the way you think they are," Ye Fan hastily chased after her to explain.

Luo Feng was deeply impressed by this runic mark; it was unmistakably the demonic eye tattoo seen in the eyes of the Blood Eye awakening members of the Demon Eye Clan.

Wang Wei looked up and felt a bit awkward. Fang Xuanling and Li Jing had both arrived, and by the look of things, they had already been discussing matters for a while. For him to only show up now meant his work attitude was far from proactive.

At this, Houtu gently retracted her hand, and nine blood-red gleaming beads of primordial essence seemed imbued with spiritual awareness, zipping in a single stream straight into the halo behind Houtu's head, where they vanished.

The Great Elder sighed. Fortunately, none of them harbored any further thoughts of suicide, otherwise it truly would have been a troublesome affair. After watching for a moment, the Great Elder turned and walked away.

"Alright, I'll listen to you," Xiao Yurong nodded in agreement, harboring not the slightest doubt regarding Lu Chen's proposal.

Just what kind of person was Elder Turtle? Through the secret arts cast by Murong Yunyan, he still couldn't discern her origins. Just what background did Murong Yunyan possess?

With those words, the Commander strode away. Yi Guanda and Yutani exchanged wry, helpless smiles before discussing the matter briefly and heading down to arrange the troops.

Qulong pulled a long face, not daring to reply. The bearded man was no pushover; it was best to speak as little as possible in his presence. Seeing him remain silent, Kelly turned his gaze to ask Yu Zhe.

Seeing his ultimate reliance restrained by a single finger of Arthur's, and appearing to be in mortal peril, Adolf collapsed. He dropped to his knees on the bluestone floor, his gaze vacant, unconsciously repeating words like "impossible" and "unbelievable" to himself.

"Heh, when you say something like that, you should really take a look at your own body first," a voice sounded beside the two of them.

Entering the locker room, the first thing Allegri did was announce the starting lineup for the warm-up match. Regrettably, Zheng Yi was not among them; he had been placed on the substitute bench.

Beneath the current air-pressure stance of Su, it acted like a shield, ensuring that no matter the nature of the attack, it inflicted zero harm upon the user.

Listening to the sound of rain outside the window that night, the couple chatted about a great many things. Both felt a lingering sense of unreality until, overwhelmed by exhaustion, they drifted off into a hazy sleep.