Chapter Twenty-Nine: To Bring About His Downfall, First Let Him Grow Arrogant

Lu Chenzhou waved for him to leave, his brows knitting together. In his heart, he hoped that Ji Liu's disappearance had nothing to do with Shen Hua; otherwise, it would ruin his plans.

"Sir, are you going to the Ghost Market?"

"I will go investigate this matter myself. You all return first and keep an eye on the Supreme Court and the local Imperial Guards."

Lu Chenzhou rode off on Mingcong—the name he had given his horse.

Because Shen Hua had not been at the clinic during the day for the past two days...

Long Moxuan was distracted for a moment, then made a few calls to handle the entertainment reporters and the hospital, ensuring there would be no slip-ups. Only then did he remember that an important meeting was waiting for him, the decision-maker, in the next room, and he turned to walk out.

The thugs on the ground looked at the demonic Ling Tian and pleaded, "We won't dare do it again, please, let us go." They certainly did not want to end up like the ringleader—castrated.

With Ren Fengyu putting in a good word, everything went smoothly. Amidst the repeated instructions from Lin Yuxin and Xia Yueqin, Ren Fengyu hopped into his sister Ren Fengyao's Ferrari, while Chang Wei got into Leng Yan's BMW. The two cars sped off and vanished in a flash.

"Xuanxuan, don't be like this. I promise, from now on, I will never disturb your happy life again." Ling Xuewei walked slowly toward the bed. With slow, seductive movements, she took off her high heels and bowed to crawl onto the bed. This movement caused her ample bosom to nearly spill out, an sight enough to make one's blood boil.

"Alright, that’s all for now. You go back and return to work tomorrow," Jiang Baige ordered with a wave of his hand.

But this was, after all, just a "what if." To Zhou Ziyan, this report was custom-made for him; under no circumstances would he let anyone else execute it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to leave a backdoor in the plan.

"My business is none of your concern!" Qian Hong suddenly slammed the table. It was clear that he had been infuriated by Qian Yujia’s words.

"Since you bid for me, I will naturally spend this beautiful night with you!" Qingcheng said, still wearing a smile.

Xiao Han had no choice but to call Leng Ruobing, asking him to withdraw a portion of the invested capital to pay off the debt. He then asked for five million to be transferred into his own account to prepare for the purchase of machinery.

Just as Xiao Yueshi had anticipated, Su Jing and Murong Xiu had already gained the upper hand in public opinion; that they were together had become an unchangeable fact.

General Mo’s brow furrowed once more. The child was even walking with a limp; his knee injury was truly severe.

"Princess Jingde!" The old nanny looked a bit bewildered. She lived here normally, and given her advanced age, she truly saw and heard very little.

Although Mu Yu possessed powerful array techniques and swordsmanship—trump cards that made him nearly invincible when facing cultivators in the Tribulation Stage—he was helpless against Great Vehicle stage experts who possessed domain abilities. He knew very well what that domain power truly meant.

Hua Manzi stopped speaking, walked to the stove, picked up the medicine pot, and poured the decoction into a bowl. Covering it with a lid, he placed it on a tray. The Chief handed the medicine to his eldest son and pointed toward the door.

Wang Shipin had already seen the situation clearly, and Xu Hui even more so. Their Twelfth Middle School might fall into a bitter struggle against the Eleventh Middle School. All he could do now was watch this match of the Eleventh Middle School carefully, hoping to find some weaknesses to prepare for the battle they might face later.

"So, you mean no one from the Qin family intervened in this matter? Everything was done solely by this young man, Qin Feng?" Chief Elder Lin Dechuan asked.

This Princess Jingde was merely a delicate noble lady with no strength to truss a chicken, and even a sickly one at that. The maid did not believe that, with her own skills, she would be unable to handle this princess.