Chapter 121: The Choice!

Today, Meng Fei’s call was made in such a rush because Li Wanmin was eager to leave. As a result, he forgot to bring the Kunlun Needle that had been sitting on the table all along! What made things worse was that on the road, Meng’s foolish driver from the Meng family delayed them for half the day.

“Madam, my apologies for the offense,” Li Wanmin said, gently stroking the old lady’s hair.

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The visitor was a man no longer young, yet, like the man in black, it was hard to discern his true age from his face. This man, too, had long hair flowing freely, but it was as white as snow.

“Since my company already owns an aerospace firm, I wouldn’t mind adding a space industry company as well,” Lin Hongfei said with a sly smile, much like a fox preparing to steal a chicken.

When separated and guarded, every hundred people were tightly packed into three or four large tents, where they ate, drank, and relieved themselves—with no one allowed to leave. Everyone was stripped of armor and gear, given only thin, single-layer clothing, not even boots, walking barefoot. How could they possibly turn the tide in such a state?

Inside the passage, it was even darker than the hole outside. Fortunately, Bu Jingyun had come prepared, having already taken out an oil lamp, barely enough to see the way forward.

Though she was so weak already, she still forced herself to apologize to him. Did he know how sacred and untouchable “he” was in her heart? How utterly unreachable?

Of course, even a single region like Bingzhou in the Three Prefectures might be enough to elicit such expressions from these two ghosts before her. Once numbers exceed a certain magnitude, no matter how many more there are, they likely surpass their capacity to imagine.

Now that only the Eastern Conference finals remain, all eyes naturally shift to the upcoming final game of the series between the Cleveland Cavaliers and the Miami Heat.

Ru Juan looked at Lu’s sullen face and exchanged a helpless glance with Huang Juntao. Neither of them understood much about these administrative matters or what to say.

Liang Jianlai had fallen—charged with embezzlement and bribery, with the county’s Discipline Inspection Commission confirming over 300,000 yuan involved. Without strong backing, especially under the watchful eye of the executive vice mayor, once caught, no one dares to intervene. Ten years or more was expected without surprise.

Cloud follows the dragon, wind follows the tiger. Wu Dingyuan was a military man, with a lion embroidered on his chest, representing a fierce beast. Naturally, he could not catch those flying in the sky. Hearing of the assassin’s capture, he nodded and ceased questioning. Yet his gaze still swept the courtyard, seemingly searching for someone.

They meant well for you, and yet you killed them afterward? Is that not cruel? No one acts like you.

“Madam, that cursed crown prince—he’s not human. His mood swings unpredictably. One moment he’s fine, the next he wants to castrate me and force me to serve as his eunuch in the palace. I swore I would never comply and barely escaped with my life.”

Old Cao began to appraise her shamelessly, his gaze roaming from the tips of her hair down to her heels.

In the past, Chen Keke would surely have spoken up for her classmates—what do you mean by ‘bad company’? We’re all good friends.

Old Cao did not hide anything from her. At this moment, Gong Yuehua was also unafraid, her thoughts fully focused on Zhonghai.

He looked around and found Zhang Qiu yawning incessantly, his heavy eyelids barely able to stay open.

Then, the armed men outside the pit burst into laughter, as if witnessing the greatest joke in the world.

“No, it’s believing in you,” Mei Qingli said firmly, looking into Lu Junqi’s eyes with undeniable conviction.

The town government was a place where ears were everywhere. Although Qian Chen knew few people passed by his office, he still worried that what the Huabing said might bring trouble to himself.