Chapter 108: Please Leave!

At two in the afternoon, at the Huayang Group branch office.

Meng Rongrong and Chen Fan arrived together at the manager’s office.

Chen Fan had a rough understanding of the situation.

Even the manager had no clue what was really going on!

That left only one possibility.

Someone was secretly aiding the Huayang Group!

But who could it be?

......

“Leaving Yanbei? Does the emperor want us to return to the capital?” Ji Yunkai’s first thought was to head back to the city.

I ran as fast as I could, until I was far away. Only then did my legs give out, and I collapsed to the ground. I hid in a corner and wept bitterly.

For some reason, my chest filled with rage in an instant. Seeing Wen Qianqian’s smug expression made it impossible to control the storm of emotions inside me.

The Yanbei army had different ideas, but they boiled down to three: one, seek peace; two, delay; three, fight to the end. The great general of the Yanbei army listened quietly to the heated debates among his deputies without saying a word, letting them argue among themselves.

However, the mysterious Death Law cast by the 3,600-star Black Talisman was so profound that it nearly rivaled the attack power of a Black Fiend strongman. This left Song Jian both puzzled and shocked.

“Fortunately, I didn’t give Xia Hongming a chance to strike, or I fear I would have been the one dead!” Song Jian felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the scroll in his hand. After the fear passed, he was overwhelmed with joy.

Ji Wen’s words made Su Li’s pupils constrict sharply. She wanted to step forward, but seeing Ji Wen’s movements stopped her frozen in place.

This legend... it did exist in the Reincarnation World. Yet armored dragon turtles were so rare that hardly anyone had heard of it. Even Ye Zheng, in his two lifetimes, had never encountered this tale.

Calming his excitement, Song Jian sat cross-legged in front of the towering stone stele. He gazed upward, quietly contemplating the embroidered clouds on its surface, which seemed to come alive and dance in his mind.

Elisa had not completely lost her perception of the outside world. She naturally sensed the strangeness emanating from the Three Fires.

“Get lost!” Wang Biao had already decided to buy the celestial palace map and had no intention of letting Chen Yaojin stir up trouble midway. When the young man reached out to snatch it, Wang Biao merely waved his hand dismissively.

The two fell silent. Though they had the authority to intervene, the outcome was inevitably futile.

Mention of the guardians caused everyone to fall into a hush. After a moment, Lancer spoke: “Strike first to gain the advantage.”

“Hey, you over there! Come talk to us!” One young man had a foot perched on a chair, his posture crude and arrogant. He sported a very short haircut, seemingly styled after a certain celebrity, with some letters shaved into it, though the meaning was indecipherable.

Though Fair said nothing, the meaning in his eyes was clear: Wang Biao had clearly become an unwelcome figure among the Fallen Angels.

Yet everything He Zijun did was observed keenly by Gu Xiaobei. Living beside Hongjie, though cherished by all, this was the first time she had felt such naturally revealed, heartfelt sincerity.

Since the black-faced old man had no more use, Wei Yan commanded with a thought, and the few blood spiders guarding the place swarmed forward, biting the old man into minced flesh and swallowing him whole.

“You... FUCK!” The policeman was furious when Lin Feng blatantly ignored him. Though Lin Feng was confined to the interrogation room, he was only a suspect and still a citizen with rights, so the officer dared not make a move against him.