Chapter 98: Good Work

“Vivian woke up.” Jiang Shuyao could only call out to Jian Wei'an to get up. She wasn't familiar with the other beautiful woman beside her. Learning that she was the principal filled her with a sense of awe and authority.

Jian Wei'an stretched lazily and woke from her boyfriend's bed, patting the plump and firm butt of Ye Fanzhi: “It's up.”

Jiang Shuyao was shocked, she never expected Jian Wei'an to dare to pat the principal's butt.

One shouldn't touch a tiger's butt, and even more so not the principal's butt.

Jian Wei'an didn't fear that at all.

Ling Tianyun's eyes flashed with a sharp glint. The blade wheel in his hand spun, creating a swirling ring of blade shadows that shielded the dozen or so Great Zhou soldiers behind him. A volley of long arrows struck the spinning blade shadows, instantly dissolving into a sky full of spring rain, falling gently one after another. After the arrow shower, Ling Tianyun and his Great Zhou soldiers remained completely unscathed.

Amid the gale, many spectators narrowed their eyes, their faces filled with overwhelming shock, a trace of terror seeping into their hearts.

Ye Zhi Dong turned her head, her expression changed drastically, her heart sinking. Fortunately, the weather outside was overcast and raining, and the indoor lighting was dim, so Wei An hadn't noticed the change in Ye Zhi Dong's expression at that moment.

Who could blame her? Before, they had assumed Yang You had no power, mocking her endlessly, never imagining that Yang You was an invincible genius, and now they wished to attach themselves to her.

Suddenly, Zhen Shifeng's gaze landed on another piece of evidence held by the policeman, it was a bank card splattered with a small amount of blood, no different from the one he had received.

That elderly man with an otherworldly immortal demeanor, paired with a young man in white clothes, graceful and jade-like, formed a perfect complement, making one marvel at the wonders of time. No matter who they were, they couldn't escape the erosion of time, whether a youth like the handsome and elegant one or a master surpassing the heavens in martial cultivation.

Ye Linghan suddenly felt a mix of helplessness and amusement. To think that he, who considered himself unworthy, would actually die? Clearly at a disadvantage, yet still wanting to leverage his family's power—did he believe the rules of Yan and Huang were mere formalities?

A sudden voice made it excited, but upon seeing the speaker clearly, a flash of anger crossed his eyes.

“No need to pretend to be stupid. We already know that Mr. Bai is Cai Jun, and as the company's chief executive, you must be his close aide. How could you not know?” Zhen Shifeng immediately shot back in interrogation.

In a helpless situation, I had no choice but to leave him my phone number. Of course, this time I hadn't changed the last digit to the incorrect one.

“Mother, why did you let them go just like that?” Qiao Lai Lun asked Delina, who maintained a calm expression.

Bai Lingtian had mentioned that at that time, Bai Hui's explanation was completely opposite to that of her biological mother. Bai Hui claimed that Dad Xiao had killed the Fire Crow in one strike, and her mother, seeing the situation, mounted the wind roar and turned to flee. She herself had tried to run too but was knocked unconscious. Upon waking, she discovered she had been violated, while her mother stood by and apologized to her.

And this cylindrical channel blasted out by the energy cannon, with a depth exceeding two hundred meters, besides the first wave of car-wing insects, there weren't many insects crawling out from the rock walls on both sides.

Previously, the heroes who had almost unified Bellabett were because there was no absolute symbol of power—the strategic-level magus—so they failed due to a shortfall and suffered defeats at the hands of all parties. However, the southern forces did not have this weakness.

“Now, what time is it? I'm also a bit curious to ask.” Zhuge Xun was sleeping so soundly for the first time. Sleeping in that room seemed to relax the mind, a state he hadn't felt for quite some time.

“I want to learn alchemy. Give me some basic materials and pill recipes, and I'll pay you back later.” Huang Qiang told Huang Yu. The shop had two floors; the second floor had a vast living room selling profound-level materials, while the first floor sold extremely ordinary medicinal herbs.

It was a pity that the connecting gate between the two worlds couldn't be destroyed. Reducing the burden of the truth that was gradually losing its power—this was a necessary act. For this operation, they had prepared for a long time. Having missed this opportunity, they wondered when they would have a way to destroy the world gate.