Chapter 42: Ye Feng’s Subtle Influence

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The following morning, Ye Feng arrived at Evergrand Group and found that Secretary Tao was not in her office. He dialed her number, saying, "Secretary Tao, come to my office." After hanging up, about fifteen minutes later, Secretary Tao entered, panting heavily, gasping for breath. "Chairman Ye... you..."

Chu Xuan Yu smiled lightly. The current Tang Tiantian was not much different from the former Lei Yihan, though her appearance had changed significantly. It was clear that Zhong Fei maintained a proper demeanor in front of others; though unconventional in private, he was always precise at work. This was the main reason Zuo Ling valued him so highly.

Andras's lips curled imperceptibly before he returned to his stern expression, silent and serious.

"Jinggang Mountain is our most remote outpost in the Celestial Realm from Taishan City," Qin Zhishi said while soaring through the sky, reflecting. "Old Zhou was lucky to encounter us on the road. Otherwise, even if someone responded to his call for help, they wouldn't have made it to Jinggang Mountain in time."

Captain Simon's heart sank instantly. If the passage was destroyed, they would be trapped on this level, much like a dog locked behind closed doors.

Seeing the four of them so skeptical, Tang Tiantian glared fiercely at the sunny youth before her.

Lie Xuanzi had devoted his life to mastering this sword technique, but how could he compare to Qin Ming, who had activated two powerful cheats?

What Wang Mu couldn't understand was that using the title of Defense Master prevented him from employing a move to fell the Stone Giant. This title granted thirty points of strength, equivalent to twelve points of weapon damage, and could enhance two weapons. Defense Master, he thought, shouldn't provide damage bonuses.

"I've told you not to keep preaching, and you'd better be polite. Stop calling him a murderer—he'll be your brother-in-law soon," Su Yan replied, her face blooming with joy at the thought.

Just like the ruins of the Lunga Desert, every year in the Aileen Time, the relic would disappear from the map. Once vanished, those wishing to return had to find it first.

Wang Ke heard this and was surprised, casting a glance at Xiao Fan. His eyes then darted back and forth between Zhu Nai.

He hadn't expected Xu Bansheng to reveal the prowess of a postnatal master. Mei Jinhui immediately saw that Xu Bansheng's strength far surpassed that of his former captain. Hope flickered for the shrapnel in his head.

The junior mage realized he might have gone too far and quickly shifted his gaze back to the pool, pretending to admire the bird across the water.

The old man with the white beard looked embarrassed, muttering a few words in defense, his assertive stance gone. It seemed he was quite wary of Timur.

"The Crown Prince's entourage is so grand—how much more lavish must the Emperor's be?" someone couldn't help but wonder. As ordinary people, they admired and envied the royal majesty, yet felt an inexplicable awe.

"Th-thank you, Senior," the hook-nosed mage replied in delight, surprised at how easily he was spared. Though the cloaked man's voice sounded young, his unfathomable skills compelled the mage to address him with respect.

Confronted by a formidable mid-stage infant transformation expert, Yi Jiao's face betrayed no fear; he merely sneered coldly. Just as the expert was about to strike him into a bloody mist, a fierce sword energy suddenly shot from above, annihilating the attacker so completely that not even a trace of blood remained.

The horses that had stood quietly began to gallop, and Alstoli and her companions spurred their mounts to the perimeter of the encirclement. They fiercely punished the archers who had targeted them moments before, sending them all straight to hell.