099, Confession

At half past five in the afternoon, Lin Mi and Yuan Yuan chatted as they walked out of the office building. The late October breeze was gentle, carrying the unique hustle and bustle of the city at dusk.

“Hey, isn’t that President Wei?” Yuan Yuan exclaimed beside her.

At the sound, Lin Mi paused and looked up. Not far away, a tall figure leaned leisurely against a sleek, black luxury car.

I glanced at the compass in my hand. This thing was completely useless now—I wasn’t sure if it was because of the magnetic field in this cave or some other reason, but the needle was spinning wildly in circles.

Qu Shisi’s eyes brightened, his body steadying as he suddenly lifted his head to look toward the seated Yongli, his face full of surprise.

“Those two fools voluntarily surrendering like that only strengthens Ye Feng’s resolve to investigate us further,” Hu Jin cursed angrily inside the tent.

“Master, Lin Yun is a friend of Young Master Yunhang. I think we should wait for Yunhang’s return before making a decision,” the chief commander suggested.

Among the cavalry, the rational ones were still shouting to keep formation and advance according to military discipline.

In short, this was a game of capital. For the streamer, there was no way to lose money. Yuan Liang’s intention was to let the “Ten-Second Killing God” be poached by them, letting them promote him as part of their financing strategy.

Ye Huan waved his hand and raised his blade! The sword sliced into the long snake’s mouth, sliding down the throat and cutting it cleanly in two. The fierce serpent was cleaved in half, the two segments falling to the ground. Though dead, the corpse still twisted unnaturally.

He wasn’t afraid to reveal his plan because he knew that Xu Shu’s cleverness would have figured it out anyway.

Not far off, the big yellow cat squatting and eating wild boar meat seemed to sense something. It lifted its head and looked over with puzzled eyes.

In comparison, Wu Sangui was far from winning Hao Ge’s favor. Hao Ge was rough and looked down on the Han generals who had recently surrendered. Even someone like Hong Chengchou, who held a high position in the imperial court, was not spared Hao Ge’s scorn. So with Wu Sangui, there was no need to hold back.

“As I said, I refuse this proposal. The Starry Void Market doesn’t need anyone to help with sales. I reject your proposal. Please leave,” Li Tian said bluntly.

It was a magical treasure she had found in this cave, extremely mysterious. She only knew it was left by the previous owner of this cave. As for where the former owner had gone, she was unclear, only harboring some vague guesses.

“Haha, everyone, please be seated,” a slightly aged but cheerful voice came from the dragon throne.

“Alright, since you’ve made your decision, it’s up to you then!” Elder Shen Peng said helplessly.

Back in school, the two of them had never gotten along and were always competing, both openly and in secret.

Anping took the money pouch and weighed it in his hand as he left, thinking to himself when this stingy shopkeeper had changed—this pouch of silver was worth a year’s wages.

Shima grabbed Anshi roughly, then “Iron Fist” jabbed hard a few times on Anshi’s head.

Looking once more at Jia Kun, who was bowing with his head down, trembling nervously, a decision had already formed in his heart.

After the tall man left, Gu Huaizhou thought about his words and knew clearly it wasn’t because Tang Ci was beautiful that he had other thoughts. It was simply because Tang Ci felt familiar, and that familiarity wasn’t accidental—it came from a deep sense of ease.

“She’s destined to be my sister-in-law someday, Yi Yan. You can’t say such things,” Gu Wen firmly refused to accept this.

Since obtaining this shield, he had never used it. Unless faced with a life-threatening situation, it was unnecessary. Now, feeling an intense danger and realizing Zhu Jiu’s strength exceeded his imagination, he had no choice but to deploy his strongest defense.