Volume 1, Chapter 108: A Lackey Clings to Power

“Secretary Li, we’re genuinely concerned about this competition. After all, it’s your first time participating in this project,” one of the women cautiously probed, her tone tinged with a hint of flattery.

“Yes, yes, we just want to see if the manuscript Xiao Zhang submitted is any good. You’ve really misunderstood us!” another woman quickly chimed in, her face beaming with a smile that seemed to mask her true feelings.

Li Ruochu smiled faintly upon hearing this, but beneath that smile lay a subtle chill. “Is that so?” Her gaze swept over the group, and they all nodded sheepishly in response.

Returning to her seat, Youli’s face instantly flushed, though her dark complexion concealed it well. Xiuying glanced at her with a smile, pursing her lips in silence.

She didn’t want anyone to disrupt this natural moment. Even if the other party was a prince, she didn’t see it as something that would satisfy vanity.

The motivation behind this was naturally hatred. His mother had participated in the last extermination battle against the demon spore giants and had died heroically on the battlefield alongside many warriors. That was over a decade ago. The boy, once filled with hatred, had now gained the power for revenge.

Seeing Liu Xuanyu’s resolute eyes, everyone seemed to understand his plan. In no time, Li Rucai brought over a wine flask that still contained some fine liquor.

“The elder brother is right. To the east lies Hebei, to the west Shanxi, guarding a crucial pass—an essential route for armies. It’s said that during the Seven Kingdoms’ struggle for supremacy, Qin launched its attack on Zhao from here. Nowadays, with no large garrisons in the mountains, it’s certain bandits roam these parts,” Xu Guanzhong explained.

Dozens of loyal soldiers, tears in their eyes, gripped their blades and charged towards Niufu without hesitation. Before they could get close, a volley of arrows flew out, pinning the soldiers to the ground.

After a few exchanged jokes, Miao Cuihua toned down her teasing, patting Bailian’s shoulder. “Don’t take it to heart; you’ve known the truth all along, haven’t you?” Honestly… Miao had been indulging in chicken soup remedies quite often these days.

Guan Pengfei was now the last lifeline for Guan Niao. If he didn’t want to die, he had to hold on tightly.

Limited by his spiritual form, he couldn’t yet deploy a sixth-level formation. But given time, he would be able to.

Though she was clearly superior, the feeling of being constantly trampled by one person was unbearable.

Previously, Lu Tian had indeed considered using assassination to eliminate this so-called promising young man. He knew he wasn’t a match for Li Tian, but he had many subordinates capable of carrying out the deed.

“Think about your child; he’s still waiting for you to take him to the amusement park!” Li Weidong shouted, seeing Wang Jie’s somewhat lucid eyes, quickly transferring part of her soul energy. After a long while, Li Weidong finished his work, collapsed, and fell asleep.

There was no other way. For Miao Jueyang to grow, he had to endure experiences others could not. The old man could guarantee Miao Jueyang’s safety, but deep down, he was still a little afraid.

Ye Luo tightened his hold on the person in his arms, resting his head against Shangguan Lan’s nape, greedily savoring the comfort she brought.

“Of all things, why open a massage parlor?” Dongfang Ding frowned slightly, unimpressed by Xiao Fubin’s choice of business venture.

Firstly, under Qiu Zhenni’s double bed covers, there were contraceptives—used condoms.

Peng Bo didn’t take the bait, calmly watching Wang Chenxin’s exaggerated performance before making a gesture to close the door.

Inside the Palace of the Rain Kingdom, Xue Yao, as usual, would visit Qi Yue after finishing official duties.

Hu Yueling sighed in relief upon hearing this. She had thought Liang Shan was accusing her of tricking him into coming to the West Gate Mansion. Unexpectedly, it was only about the Lianxiang Tower. She responded confidently, lifting her head high.

Official statements left Wang Hao no room to find fault. He could only watch helplessly as Li Weidong acted arrogantly in the hospital.

Xujia was delighted and asked Fan Sui to take him to his chancellor’s residence. When the people there saw Fan Sui arrive in a carriage, those who recognized him avoided him. Xujia found this odd but didn’t think much of it. Inside the residence, Fan Sui told Xujia to wait while he went to report to Chancellor Zhang Jun.

Approaching the black swamp, the two men noticed that the inner depths were quite different from the outer swamp. The black mud there was infused with three times the natural spiritual energy, which Yang Zhen couldn’t understand—why would such a swamp possess such strong spiritual energy?

Ning Fuchen originally planned to have He Wanyun study the matter and then set up a Five Elements Immortal Trap formation within the Fuchen Tower. That way, he wouldn’t have to worry about problems arising after his departure.

Ye Chen followed Elder Lian through an opening and suddenly found himself in front of a blood pool about six to seven meters in diameter. The blood inside was extremely viscous and radiated a powerful aura.

Huan Tianqiong and Ye Chen had left the Daoist Immortal Sect, but news of Huan Tianqiong’s return had already begun to spread among the core disciples.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why great states preferred unscrupulous strategists like Zhang Yi and Gongsun Yan over other schools of thought. Each of the latter had their own political views and boundaries.

Ning Fuchen winced in pain after hearing this but felt somewhat reassured recalling the presence of a spiritual vein.

The surrounding whiteness gradually dissipated, revealing the original scene. The characters “Heaven and Earth” inside the coffin were fading, and everything underground was vanishing.

“Son, your mother and I saw the news. You’re going to receive an award. When exactly? Your mother and I must come to see you accept it.” On the phone, his father’s voice was filled with excitement and emotion.

But this was inevitable. Chenfeng had to survive and earn money. Having a divine-level hospital system was an unexpected boon, making it much easier for Chenfeng to make money. Moreover, through this system, he could obtain many unforeseen benefits.