Chapter 59: Three-Way Collaboration

In the end, among the three, Li Wan won by a landslide.
That evening, Ji Ling called all three of them into his office and placed their respective sales records separately on the desk.
"Zhao Sui sold forty pounds; Li Wan sold eighty pounds of mutton, fifteen bars of soap, five tins of milk powder, and took advance orders for five wool blankets; Wang Qiang sold zero. Do any of you have any objections to these records?"
Wang Qiang hung his head, his lips moving slightly, but he still...
Song Yiyi leaned against the window to admire the scenery outside, in quite a good mood. Xiahou Ce accompanied her, and with various fruits and pastries laid out on the boat, the two chatted for a while, instantly warming up the atmosphere.
If it were anyone else, he might have kept his guard up, but facing such a righteous and awe-inspiring national force, he could find no reason to conceal the truth.
Sang Ruo slumped against the wall, just as he was about to check his physical condition, the chip let out another piercing shriek.
As soon as they reached the edge, they all saw those densely packed nightmare creatures crowding deep within the darkness, their glittering eyes glowing faintly in the purple shimmer as if spying from the shadows.
Upon reading the detailed description of the uses for a Liliana's Blessing Potion, Sang Ruo paused for a moment. The soul-repairing potion, which even the Gray Pigeon Grand Preceptor—a brilliant sacrificial wizard—once found exceedingly difficult to obtain, was actually included among the rewards for taking first place in the unified examinations, and he could redeem it directly.
Having already attained spiritual enlightenment, Su Yue'er inevitably grew flushed with anger, the memory of being dangled upside down in mid-air by Qin Chen to have her gender distinguished remaining deeply branded into her mind.
Every path after being released from prison is fraught with difficulty; some things may simply be impossible to accomplish, but now, at least one matter has taken its first step forward—after all, it was the only one that could possibly be done.
It was not until this moment that shadowy figures flickered through the forest, flushed out by the stones Mo Li had thrown earlier.
Before long, he actually heard the sound of a door lock being unlocked, which made Song Yuichen frown. The intruder was definitely well-prepared, having even copied his room card—this was a mission with a guaranteed outcome.
Emperor Li of Chen was fond of extravagance, frequently ordering artisans to craft intricate and elaborate objects. Even his screens were decorated with gilded polychrome paintings and inlaid with landscapes of rivers and mountains using enamel, making them breathtakingly beautiful at a staggering cost.
These reaper shadows looked very similar to the reaper that had attacked him and Gothe back in the Tower of Despair.
Emperor Chang seemed to let out a chuckle. He rose and walked step by step toward Noble Consort Li. Just as he reached her, he delivered a sharp slap across her face. The sheer force knocked Noble Consort Li to the floor in an instant; a metallic taste flooded her mouth as fresh blood trickled from the corner of her lips.
Shaoshang had never seen a man wear such a deep, blazing crimson. Against the backdrop of the overwhelming yellow sands and scarlet earth, his skin was as white as jade and his features handsome, possessing a breathtaking, soul-stirring beauty.
"Boss of Dance of Snow in Han, is it? I won't let you have the strength to get out of bed tonight!" Shi Qi said with a mischievous smile.
Of course, none of the contestants came solely for the money; as a major competition hosted by Omi in China, winning an award served as a milestone on one's professional path.
Hearing her mother speak with such unyielding finality, carrying an unmistakable air of decisive authority, Lou Li finally felt a twinge of fear. She dared not speak, yet in her heart she remained defiant, casting resentful glances at Shaoshang.
Although the world had undergone drastic changes, to be able to remain hidden in a metropolis as massive as Modu truly required genuine skill.
Once they saw the situation clearly inside, Cao Hansik, Yang Taesou, and Ham Yunjeong widened their eyes in shock, while Zhang Chi was equally astonished.
Naturally, under normal circumstances, geniuses and top academic achievers could still successfully break through by consuming a few extra Qi-Bone Pills.
From this day forward, there would no longer be that gentle voice to mend her barren and abrasive childhood, nor anyone who would generously tuck her, flaws and all, beneath their sleeves; there was no one left who would shelter her unconditionally from the wind and rain.