Volume One Chapter 86: An Investment of Five Million!

“It seems the situation at the radio station is far from optimistic.”
“Director Wu, thank you for being so candid with me,” Su Le said earnestly.
After all, he intended to acquire the station!
Anyone else in his position would certainly have hidden the truth from the buyer.
So, just for that reason alone, Su Le had a very good impression of Director Wu.
“You’re President Chen’s boss,” Wu continued, “and President Chen is an old classmate of mine. I couldn’t just trick his boss, could I? To put it bluntly, even if I wanted to cheat you, there wouldn’t be much to be gained. If there was a million on the line, maybe I’d think twice about being honest with you—but that’s just how I am. Don’t take offense!”
Director Wu was nothing if not straightforward...
But after reaching the King’s Realm, one became an Inner Disciple. Inner Disciples entered the sect’s field of vision, and those who ascended to the Emperor’s Realm were promoted to True Disciples, becoming the sect’s most protected members.
So he sensed something was off, and followed Hu Yu in silence to the lounge.
A Green Spirit Orb struck its target—before the lingering damage could even show, the Foundation Establishment cultivator let out a piercing cry and died on the spot.
Fortunately, Que Rongsan had made preparations, digging numerous escape tunnels in the coastal fortress. When the napalm bombs began to fall, at least half the soldiers managed to escape through these passages.
But who would cover the costs of such works? In theory, the government. However, Su and Song Prefectures had the heaviest taxes in the land. Though the region was prosperous, tax collection was poor, leaving the government without funds for public projects.
The enemy sentries were eliminated by my officers immediately. As for Bear Two, after joining the marshal’s staff, he deployed the troops before the defenders even realized what was happening. Each squad stormed two city guards, dispatching them swiftly and cleanly.
Of the five great sects, only the eldest of the Sword Sect had advanced to the Divine Ability Realm. The other four were still at this stage.

Yang Di felt deeply moved, but also experienced a strange sense of loss. The celestial maiden had gone to such lengths—was it because she couldn’t bear to leave him, or had she already severed all ties, choosing to remain an ethereal beauty untouched by the world, with no lingering attachment to their brief past?
All they needed to prove was this: the cultivators at the first defensive line were not acting, and these charging cavalrymen were truly formidable.
“Damn, what a domineering opening remark!” Zhao Fei smacked his lips, speechless.
Silly Brother and Chen Jiushan stood barely five meters away from Second Brother, staring in confusion at Mr. Wu, whose expression was clearly off. They too seemed to be puzzling over what had happened to him.
In terms of level, Wartortle was indeed higher and more powerful, but because of the type advantage, Pikachu could level the playing field. In Ling Xiao’s eyes, the two were evenly matched; the outcome would depend on who could hold out the longest.
White-browed Huzi’s words were obviously an insult to character. And with his earlier comments about the Jiao Sect being inferior to the Chan Sect, it was no wonder the Jiao Sect’s people could no longer bear it.
“You haven’t been on the show long, and already more than a dozen players want to leave the team!” Muren said.
Just as Hu Min thought Lan Ruoxin would at least resist after learning that Father and Son Yunteng had brought the Feathered Beast Tribe to rescue her—perhaps suffer at Scarface’s hands for a bit—she was shocked to see Lan Ruoxin walk straight toward Scarface of her own accord.
He Liancheng was about to say something when the phone buzzed. He stood, fetched his phone from the cabinet, glanced at the screen, and said, “It’s from America. I’ll take this.” With that, he answered and stepped out onto the balcony.
Besides, the Emperor of the Underworld was the sovereign of the dead. With so many servants in the palace, why did the monarch have to care for the child personally?
In an instant, Li Xiaoyi’s Iron Man soared into the sky, flames half a meter long shooting from its feet. Its speed reached unbelievable levels, and before everyone’s amazed eyes, Li Xiaoyi turned into a streak of light and vanished into the distance.
Blind Wang handed his shotgun to Second Brother and strolled back to the mouth of the alley to smoke with Luo Chengxi.
Though he felt uneasy, Boss Cat harbored no resentment. After all, everything he had was given by his master. Without the master, he would be nothing.
Yue Wuxin was taken aback. After a moment’s careful thought, his eyes suddenly brightened and he exclaimed, “I understand! The jade bracelet fell from midair and shattered into several pieces; that’s why there are several with the same aura.” Then, his voice changed: “But why does it sometimes appear and sometimes disappear? What is…” He fell into a contemplative silence.
“Is he dead?” Qin Shoujun asked himself, recalling the footage he’d hacked from the relevant departments in Huaguo, where Mo Wuqian, at the very instant he was shot, caused the bullets to mysteriously lose their force.
Before long, night descended, and a myriad of lanterns lit up the city. Yet at Dexing Tower, only the lanterns on the ground floor glowed; the upper stories remained pitch black, a stark contrast to the usual lively scene.

Yue Wuxin frowned and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes turned sharp, and a surge of spiritual power flowed from his palm into the rusted black sword.
The liquid landed on Hermione’s forehead, quickly merging as if water were poured onto a sponge.
“Are you Xiao Mo’s homeroom teacher?” Upon entering the office, Ye Chun asked directly.
Amidst the hail of bullets and flying shells, he roared, “He has the courage to change—why don’t you have the courage to accept it?”
It was precisely Ma Tianyu’s stubborn refusal to repent, and his desecration of Zhou Xiu’s body, that made Lin Tian grit his teeth in hatred, unwilling to let him go so easily.
“Wow, Director Lin, your show is really original. But won’t it seem unprofessional to have complete newcomers performing on stage?” Xiao Jie praised first, then voiced her doubts.
Furthermore, Li Qingyuan channeled the power of the world into the Emperor’s body, then flung the corpse away, a colossal explosion echoing through the heavens.
It seemed everyone in the world had been kept in the dark. Even Yanqi couldn’t notice anything unusual, except that Lancang Zhu’s temper had grown strange—nothing else was suspicious.
Here, the light was warm, dotted with shades of orange and yellow, like firebirds dancing along either side of the courtyard—neat but not rigid. Though not bright, it made the place tranquil and cozy.
Zhang Yan burst into laughter, Qin Yang joined in, and Lei Dong and the others smiled as well, while Hou Yuedong and the rest had already started busying themselves.
Ye Hua’s mind was in a haze. He had no idea where he was. Only a few scattered fragments remained in his memory, impossible to piece together.
Originally, Liu Ji wanted Wu Jie to accompany him now to the Chu capital—Ying—but since Wu Jie hadn’t reached level twenty, he would have to find a way to level up first.
On the border between the Principality of Orlando and the Empire of Light, Allen and Dulu made a great detour, finally returning to the Aragon Empire from the northern part of the South Wales City-State Alliance.
“Just concentrate on your studies. I understand everything and will handle it. Don’t worry, none of the brothers will put you in a difficult position.” I stood up and leaned against the window, gazing at the starlit night sky. For the future, I felt both ambitious and a little lost.