Chapter 43: The Bonus Has Arrived!

"Haha, that arrogant family won't be able to escape this time!" Jing Yi held up his phone, showing it to Lin Xiaoyan and Yang Lin.

Lin Xiaoyan looked over and saw that people online were fiercely debating the matter.

Some netizens were incredibly efficient and had already dug up the background of Li Min's family.

Other users claimed to have called the tax bureau and the fire department, demanding they launch an investigation into the Yihai Group.

Looking at the comments, Lin Xiaoyan felt a bit...

"Qingmei! You will regret this!" The man sounded anxious, yet in the face of Qingmei, he dared not lash out.

"What's the wager?" Ning Zhiyuan looked at the spot where the red string was tied and smiled faintly. Recalling what he had just said to Manman, a scheme formed in his mind, and he couldn't help but plot against the young emperor and the mature, reserved Retired Emperor.

"You..." Nuoshui was terrified. At this moment, his fate was completely beyond his control in front of Chen Feng. Whether he lived or died depended entirely on a single thought from Chen Feng.

Meanwhile, the other four ghosts were searching the ground elsewhere. Just as they touched some fragments of magical artifacts, a mysterious aura suddenly drifted across the entire battlefield. Qisha was the first to realize it, saying, "This is bad; there are ghost soldiers here too."

At this moment, it felt like the late spring season, with the shadows of flowers reflected on the water. The deep pool held no heart.

The visitor was none other than Lin Jizhou's older brother, the Crown Prince's tutor, Lin Jihuan. He did not speak, merely raising his hand to gesture for Lin Jizhou to remain seated.

"That's easy for you to say, but how can you guarantee there isn't an ambush? What if several Martial Sages suddenly appear when you meet? What will we do then?" Ding Ling retorted.

The only person who knew the process of Naniya’s disappearance was the already destroyed Level 17 [Rampaging Blood Feast], which made things a bit troublesome.

Seeing Su Yin approach, Fu Hao walked over to meet her, speaking with an air of grandeur as he ushered her toward the central dining table. Beneath their feet lay a magnificent red carpet laid out by the staff.

"The main body doesn't accept your terms, but I can do business with you," a flicker of malice flashed in Second Fate's eyes, which were glowing with a green light.

Yet, after the initial joy, he couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret; if the other party knew his reputation, he wouldn't be able to swindle him anymore.

After a moment of silence, Su Yao opened her mouth to speak, but seeing Long Han wink at her, she understood it as a sign to remain silent.

Everything he had done back then had been useful; although he hadn't made these sisters fall head over heels for him, he had at least made them concerned for his well-being. That alone was enough.

"How is my mother?" Chu Mengyao asked anxiously first, while Chu He felt a bit embarrassed seeing Xiao Ziyang's state; the man was exhausted, yet they had both been focused solely on Sun Yao.

Additionally, he changed some of the place names, replacing them with ancient names from his own world to create a stronger sense of immersion.

"Sigh, don't mention it, it's frustrating. You'll have a few drinks with me today." He picked up the bottle, poured a glass for each of them, and then downed his drink in one gulp.

The teacher had only one wish now: to see Su Yanxi settle down and start a career as soon as possible. If she knew what Su Yanxi was actually thinking, she would probably be so angry she'd vomit blood.

The guests were numerous, but Long Han was no pushover. Whether he knew them or not, whenever anyone dared to come up and toast him, he would fiercely return the gesture, drinking one person under the table, then two, and then a pair.

"What? Who kidnapped Xiao Ziyang? My grandfather still relies on him for treatment! I will never forgive whoever took him!" Zhao Siqi said angrily.

He, of course, knew that Bai Qingci was no good; he had known it the moment he first saw her—she wasn't even one percent as good as A-Zi.

When he got into the car in the early hours of the morning, he realized—well, look at that, Tong Yan had already leaned back against the seat and fallen asleep. She really trusted him; wasn't she afraid he would sell her while she was asleep?

Just after getting off the plane, Qingxin felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he were in a steam furnace; this was because he had spent too long in the Arctic.