Volume One, Chapter 49: General Ji, Exercise Restraint

That night, Mei Gongxue slept exceptionally well. Whether it was because she had punished those two the day before or simply because she had finally vented her frustration, she felt a sense of relief, thinking she could finally have some peace for a few days.

Moreover, if she could truly borrow the precious formula for ensuring pregnancy from the Duke’s mansion, it would solve a significant problem for her elder sister-in-law!

Mei Gongxue’s spirits naturally lifted.

“Young Master,” Ziyu’s voice was completely hoarse, her body curled up softly like a ball of cotton in Beiming Changfeng’s embrace.

Coldly glancing at Ziyu, just like with Hanyang, Leng Leng made a subtle gesture toward the two of them before swiftly turning and walking away.

Up to that moment, she still harbored a deep resentment—resentment at being trampled beneath Tang Yaoyao’s feet and meeting such a miserable fate.

Zhao Shu looked at Tianyi’s displeased expression and recalled that he had accompanied her to seek vengeance. If Zhao Shu allied with Kong Ming, it would surely mean no longer opposing Zhao Yun, naturally causing Tianyi’s unhappiness. The question of which path to take weighed heavily on Zhao Shu’s mind.

So, when she told Mo Yuanli to come over on Mo Xiuyuan’s birthday to surprise him, he agreed immediately. Today’s entire plan had been orchestrated, with him hidden inside a box for most of the day, Lu Manman clinging to Mo Xiuyuan in the room, and Mo Yuanli concealed with Wang Zhong’s assistance.

“Why?” Mu Yun found it difficult to understand the Demon Lord’s words and the vast gap in cultivation levels, especially since his own power was not very high.

His complicated feelings stemmed partly from the fact that before departing, the elder in charge of the Outer Armor Division sought to recruit Jin Ling, seeing great potential in the young man’s cultivation.

After receiving the notice, the exhibition was initially supposed to be canceled, but the leadership of Country M suddenly changed their minds and decided to proceed.

Zhai An watched Gu Xin’s expression, a doting smile crept to his lips, and the tension in his chest eased slightly.

Upon reaching the door, after Guan Ping and Zhao Shu entered inside, Zhao Shu reported back, instructing Xiao Ben and the others to remain outside and not follow. Though concerned for Zhao Shu’s safety, Xiao Ben could not disobey orders. He stationed his men at the door, listening carefully for any unusual sounds, prepared to break in if anything went wrong.

“Clang,” Wang Peng’s enamel cup slipped from his hand, falling into the sink and shattering several pieces.

“This…” Old Zhang hesitated for a moment. Calculating the order’s timeline, five days was tight. Aside from Liu Dahai, he couldn’t find any friends who could lend such a large sum on short notice. After some thought, he still nodded in agreement.

“I’ve thought it over. After all, I’ve worked at the Development and Reform Bureau for so long and have built many connections from the provincial to local levels. I can definitely start a consulting company to handle projects for major enterprises and help secure various subsidies, earning commissions from projects and funding,” Jiang Chaoping said, exhaling a big smoke ring.

If the Wood element in the Four Pillars is excessively unfavorable, it results in stubbornness, extremism, weakness, jealousy, ingratitude, and cold-heartedness.

Afterward, the Huo brothers shot their sister a sharp glance, said nothing further, and turned to leave.

Anyang, Henan—clearly the site of the Yin Ruins. Could this Northern Mongolian lord have any connection to the Yin Ruins?

However, just as he lifted his head, a strange red beam caught his attention. It originated from the rooftop of the Iron Head Society building, swinging continuously in the dark night sky like the eye of a fiery dragon, relentlessly searching for prey.

Fortunately, their boss Chen Chufan finally took action, easing the pent-up frustration they had been harboring.

By the year 996, Jiang Wanmeng’s market share in VCDs had plummeted from an initial 100% to less than 3%, causing him to lose his dominance in the market. In just three years, from glory to ruin, Jiang Wanmeng watched his career’s rise and fall with profound sorrow, utterly powerless to change its course.