Chapter 44: Li Feiyu

Upon leaving, they headed straight for the airport.
While waiting in the departure lounge, Shi Ran felt somewhat dazed.
"Secretary Su, didn't we come here to discuss a partnership? Why are we leaving in such a hurry?" Even if the partnership fell through, they could have toured the city and enjoyed the scenery.
Most importantly, hadn't Zuo Jiaqi failed to be bailed out yet?
Just like that, they were leaving?
......
Such a high-ranking CEO, instead of focusing on proper business, spent every day staring at her. If not for the insults from his side on the very first night of her employment, she might have actually fallen into a lovestruck daydream.

Meanwhile, the eyes of the magma dragon gleamed with a scorching brilliance, as if capable of piercing into human hearts. Its neck was thick, its back arched, and its tail long and powerful. Beneath its massive body were sturdy limbs and sharp claws and teeth. Its teeth were like burning coals; a single bite could leave a searing wound on its prey.

"Since you and I are currently in such an ambiguous state, what if we are caught by the guards? If this reaches His Majesty's ears, do you suppose His Majesty might grow suspicious of you?" Baozhu smiled charmingly, speaking with an attitude of taking a desperate gamble.

His elderly wife did not have a good relationship with him, nor was she close with her maternal family. He had always been someone most adept at reading facial expressions and discerning moods; how could the awkward atmosphere in this room possibly escape his notice?

A deafening roar echoed across the sky above the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. One by one, the disciples of the sect sat down cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate and cultivate.

The former categorized the pinnacle realm, longevity, and golden immortal-like life all under the single umbrella of the demigod realm, while the latter divided them into three distinct tiers.

Aside from Gu Yuena and the others, the Angelic God, Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, and Bo Saixi had all arrived here.

The storm whipped up, and the sword radiance slashed forth by the Asura Slaughter Sword was abruptly crushed to pieces right in her palm.

Gu Linqing's heart trembled as she watched his actions; accepting the sachet meant that she had agreed. At that moment, Gu Linqing felt as though she were the happiest girl in the whole world.

Her soft, delicate voice carried a hint of magnetism, and absurdly, she fancied she could detect a trace of aggrieved coquetry in it...?

In this battle, Han Xu secured victory with seven saber strikes, and blood paved the street before the entrance of the Daimin Town Hospital. Han Xu became famous in a single battle; regardless of how the subsequent fights ended, the thugs of Heishan Town and the surrounding areas would, ten or twenty years down the line, still have something to boast about and brag over while drinking with friends from out of town.

"Heh, I've got some family matters back home, so I'm heading straight back to Heishan! Don't be mad, alright!" Ma Yong scratched the back of his head and replied.

Looking out into the distance, the King's throne appeared with an overbearing presence at the very end. A powerful sense of pressure emanated from the throne. The King walked straight up to it with Long Daoling's human body and seated himself upon it. His modern styling combined with the ancient throne presented an out-of-time, alternate-era aesthetic.

Time rewound to two years ago. When the Five Directions Ghost Emperors unsealed the abyss of hell, Long Daoling was sucked into the depths. At that moment, he plunged into a completely dark space, his body falling continuously. Closing his exhausted eyes, he instantly felt the world spinning around him.

The Mountain-Splitting Ghost said impatiently, "Sea-Stationing Ghost, I'll leave the command here to you; I'm going to deal with him!" With that, as they fought, they shifted the battlefield to another open space where they would not be disturbed.

"Ha, you're really funny. See you around if we get the chance." Bai Xin smiled, struggled free from Ma Yong's grip, and waved goodbye to him before turning to leave. Cao Da and the others exchanged a few polite pleasantries with Ma Yong's group and followed after her.

Hearing Director Li put on official airs, everyone exchanged glances and lowered their heads to start taking notes on the meeting. Staff Officer Zhou smiled at the corners of his mouth; it seemed this Director Li had a rather mediocre relationship with his subordinates.

"No! I won't!" Lin Xiangwan tightly covered her ears with her hands. She refused to listen to him speak—not a single word—yet his voice stubbornly burrowed straight into her ears.