Chapter 18: Pandering to the Crowd

Lu Fei had originally wanted to explain the principles of acupuncture to Zhong Xuecheng. But the other man refused to listen to any advice and clearly didn’t take him seriously. So Lu Fei couldn’t be bothered to say any more. “I’ve said all I can. Anyway, if you insist on treating her your way and something goes wrong, you’ll be the one responsible.”

“Let’s go.” Lu Fei turned to leave. A healer’s heart is compassionate...

Moreover, when Sister Mao Qian learned that the new drama requiring Song Jiayi to sign on would involve shooting several high-altitude scenes, she mentioned that Song Jiayi suffered from severe acrophobia. The moment she was up high, she would become dizzy and unable to do anything. That was why, in the end, they decided not to sign Song Jiayi for the contract.

Lin Xiao no longer wanted to interfere. After all, the human clan had already prepared their defenses. Even if the demon clan wanted to stab them in the back, it wouldn’t be so easy. Sometimes, one must keep a low profile and not appear overly eager, or else it’s all too easy for the other side to seize control of the situation. I wanted to ask her a few things, but I didn’t want to go to her and plead. I still hoped she would come to me of her own accord—this way, I wouldn’t be so passive.

Ruan Guichang’s brow furrowed instantly. With righteous indignation, he declared that he already had new goals in life and could not possibly marry her.

Besides, the fact that this person knew exactly when my symptoms would flare up made me feel as if I was being thoroughly watched and seen through.

In the Presidential Office, Jian Feng received a classified report and hurriedly knocked on Huo Jue’s office door, panic written all over his face.

Furthermore, I had already promised Lin Siya not to hold Tan Shizu accountable for tripping me and causing me to fall into the pool. So she ought to know that I could never be the one to deliberately make trouble for Tan Shizu.

If there was any real effect to speak of, it was merely that a few fine cracks had appeared on the surface of Zeus’s main computer’s black box.

It must be said, only a spirit artifact of this caliber could create such powerful illusions on this scale—its reputation is well deserved. Yet, the things conjured by the illusion were truly beyond description.

Su Chen’s car came to an abrupt halt. He sat motionless in the driver’s seat, gazing out at the torrential rain through the window, yet he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about Wen Ruchu.

Watching them get into the car and drive away, I rolled my shoulders wearily. I was indeed a bit tired today. I hadn’t slept well last night, and hadn’t rested all day.

When I returned to the gate of the Ren family compound, the main doors were already open, and Master Bao was pushing an electric scooter up the slope beside the steps.

The car drove off just like that. Watching its dust trail disappear, I felt deeply vexed. The taxi driver urged me, asking if I was leaving or not, and only then did I get in and continue on my way.

“General Cheng, you are, after all, of my father’s generation. You have followed him for many years, and now you aid Bo Fu. Bo Fu is truly grateful! Once we return victorious, I will be sure to remember your great service!” Sun Ce said to Cheng Pu.

“It’s very simple, actually. Your lord already knows the answer. He sent you merely to confirm it. All you need to do is go back and report everything you’ve seen and heard,” Xu Jian said calmly.

Gu Yuanbao sat to the side, listening to their conversation. After pondering a moment, he asked a question in disappointment.

Yu Jingyan seemed not to have heard the reporter’s question at all. With long strides, he walked toward the Empire Group headquarters as if no one else existed.

After speaking, Shuai Li realized what she had just said and fell silent, even more embarrassed.

Su Chen’s black pupils suddenly contracted. He instinctively glanced at Wen Ruchu, and saw her eyes brimming with tears.

Such emotions should not have appeared on him—he had not felt heartache in nearly fifty years.

Yu Zhen let out a cold laugh, did not look back, and struck behind her with a single palm. A powerful wave of icy force knocked the would-be assailant, “Hong Yuancheng,” to the ground.