Chapter Forty-Two: Suddenly, I Want It Now

Wednesday.

Secretary Zhou Lin drove Yan Chuanzhou to the Jinweixian Restaurant.

The second before Yan Chuanzhou got out of the car, Secretary Zhou Lin momentarily stopped him, unable to resist a reminder,

"President, once you go in, please try not to give Young Master Jiang a cold face. After all, he is your brother-in-law."

Hearing this, a look of understanding flashed in Yan Chuanzhou's eyes. He nodded silently and stepped out of the car.

As soon as he sat down in the private dining room, Yan Chuanzhou ordered a table full of dishes, waiting solely for Jiang Feng to arrive for the banquet.

Unfortunately, after Qin Yue knocked for a long time with no response, Elder Lin was indeed not there! Qin Yue turned around cheerfully to go back and report the situation.

"Breathing in harmony with the Dao." Practicing Xingyi swordsmanship has its specific standards for every single movement and its governing principles for every single technique. Transitioning from passive acceptance to letting nature take its course is a journey every martial artist must inevitably traverse.

Over in the main city of Kama, Panxuan was on a devastating rampage, killing his way from inside the city to the outside, and then back from the outside to the in, leaving a trail of shattered corpses in his wake. Meanwhile, in the main city of Olsen, Red-Hair was being carried outside by a mecha. Behind them, Olsen wore a flattering smile, bowing incessantly.

In this way, both sides knew each other's bottom line and understood each other's intentions, yet neither was willing to make any concessions.

"How is it that your tolerance for alcohol has actually gotten worse after getting married?" Zhang Huan pushed him with a smile, while Song Lianyu only muttered a few incoherent words without waking up.

Some people even went so far as to slice open jade stones and place them inside glowing lightbulbs. Although Qin Yue had heard of such things, this was her first time witnessing it firsthand. Had Tang Han not warned her, she probably would have been scammed as well. This industry truly relied on keen intuition and extraordinary discernment.

Mu Zi's face flushed red, and she said, "Dean, you are making fun of me. What kind of expert am I in front of all these teachers?" Mu Zi's gentle and submissive expression left me stunned. Was this really the sharp-tongued and icy Mu Zi I knew?

Knowing that Guan Fangyi rarely left the capital for safety reasons, almost no one could use force against her or coerce her into doing anything in the capital. The crucial point was that Niu Youdao was merely a newcomer with no established power here; how could he possibly subdue Madam Hong, a local tyrant of this place?

"I never expected you to be that top-ranking scholar Li." Only after Liu Zonghua bowed did An Changsheng snap back to his senses, muttering to Li昂 with a face full of reverence, while even Yi Hanfeng beside him cast sideways glances of respect.

"No, we are not." Accused in such a manner by Li Ang, the seventeen officers shouted loudly, their faces flushing red. However, to everyone who had already accepted Li Ang's words, their defense seemed utterly feeble.

The next day, at the very beginning of the Yin hour, Lin Xi woke up spontaneously. Rubbing his eyes and turning to look beside him, he saw only an empty pillow.

Qin Long's private airfield was not very large. After getting out of the car, Qin Long and the others sprinted toward the private jet.

Chunying grumbled indignantly for a while, then lay awake pondering for half the night. When she woke up the next day, she kept yawning, but finally she thought of a plan. Hastily scrambling up, she began combing her hair while calculating the right moment to present her proposal to the Second Mistress. As luck would have it, just as she was feeling drowsy, a pillow was handed to her; not long after breakfast, the Second Mistress sent someone to summon her.

Huo Rong merely smiled, and with a similar grab into the empty air, a battle-axe pulsing with fiery red energy on its surface appeared in his hand.

"I've only just realized that the inner workings of our school are so dark and sinister. Not only was an innocent human life lost, but they actually tried to cover the whole thing up. As an educational institution, is this the right thing to do? I am utterly disappointed!" Xia Molēi slammed her hand against the armrest of her seat, filled with righteous indignation.

Chunying was half-asleep, utterly exhausted, and had actually drifted off. Not knowing how long had passed, she heard the faint sounds of children quarreling from outside. Proppping herself up, she felt a heavy sensation in her head and a throbbing pain at her temples, prompting her to silently curse her bad luck. To think she had fallen asleep just like that in the dead of winter; she must have caught a cold.

Madam Hua's hair was combed until it shone brightly, and her purple satin attire exuded a sense of elegance. With a sharp glint in her eyes, her demeanor remained completely calm.