Chapter 105: Rising to Power Overnight
Su Li smiled and said, "As long as one is willing to pay the corresponding price, there is nothing in this world that cannot be accomplished."
Hearing Su Li speak with such confidence, Xue Qingyan and Dai Rong quickly chimed in, "Prime Minister, your plans are flawless; you must have a brilliant strategy."
Su Li stroked his beard and smiled, "Everyone, be patient for a few days, and the outcome will be clear..."
Most of the brothers who could sit comfortably in the office had been following Shao Jian for quite some time.
When Qiao Chuqing finally rode her sword to catch up, the scene was not as imagined—no sight of Tianlan being torn apart by the great roc, nor even feathers flying wildly during the fierce battle between Jiu Xiao and the roc.
The Mercenary Guild’s task levels correspond to strength ratings from 1 to 9. A level 9 task means that completing it requires strength beyond the highest level 9 master—essentially, even the top-tier experts rated 9 are deemed incapable of accomplishing such a mission.
Speaking of equipment sets, Chen Yi grew increasingly curious about when his Earth Purple artifact set would be complete, and what kind of combat power it would grant once finished. In moments of idleness, he found himself fantasizing about it.
Yet contrary to everyone’s expectations, Kilrington didn’t hesitate but kept shaking his head, breaking free from Ying Sheng’s grasp and hurriedly running back to his seat.
Lu Hao arrived at the door to find Wang Juan already waiting inside. Not knowing what this was about this time, Lu Hao felt utterly exasperated—being a big boss wasn’t as easy as it seemed.
“Hmph, if there’s a problem, just tell me. If you go and bother that Korean Consulate, I won’t mind coming by every day to give him a good thrashing,” Long Yueye said before striding away with Zhong Hou.
“Based on the circumstances, it’s safe to conclude that the explosion in the component workshop was their doing,” Adelia added finally.
Waking the next day, it was already ten o’clock. Just as he got up, he saw Yang Feng and a few others sitting on his bed, apparently upset with someone.
Yue’er was being sent into an ordinary hospital ward with an IV drip. Her complexion had eased considerably, no longer bluish, yet still pale, indicating she had just been through a rough ordeal.
Their subordinates lacked many cultivators of the third realm, as the combat power of cultivators at this level was too low; anyone with some talent would not linger long in this stage.
Lv Mantian’s joy was short-lived when he saw an extremely annoying person approaching—the auctioneer there to collect payment.
So what if Song Ruyi married Fei Yinan? In this circle, no one would acknowledge someone of her background.
Moreover, Qian Yuan had inexplicably gained the support of Xuanming; perhaps his words were not as useful as they seemed on the surface.
However, during this time, aside from the intense and recurring pain, Song Ruyi was also tormented by another sudden ailment flare-up.
Not long after, Losang and another monk came carrying a golden statue draped with a red cloth.
After exchanging a few words, the two hung up the phone. Song Ruyi sat on the sofa, deep in thought, but the more she pondered, the stranger it all seemed.
Luo Ya was not skilled in artifact forging; after obtaining these eight meteor cores, he could only store them in his Sumeru pouch, not even daring to expose them.
With that, Yang Jian turned to the ever-silent Wuxing, his gaze firm and his attitude unmistakable, leaving Wuxing inwardly sighing repeatedly.
“All right, all right! You see through everything. Honestly, I have no secrets left in front of you,” Zhao Kai complained, pouting.
The eight of them entered the classroom and sat at the back. The students, who had just seen them not paying attention, were afraid the coach might lose his temper.
The middle-aged man no longer cared whether things were satisfactory or not; all he thought about was making sure this matter would not implicate the Zheng family.