Chapter 92: The Assessment Assignment

Seeing that none of them spoke, the old master’s expression finally softened.

“Then I will now lay out the specific tasks for the evaluation. First: attend an auction and buy back the most valuable item for the least possible price.

“Second: I want a detailed data analysis of the company’s recent performance.”

“Wait!”

Seeing the two enforcers looking so stern, Liu Qing knew she had no choice.

“The Demon Emperor is a clever man; you must already have guessed the purpose of my visit.”

Jie Ci’s eyes narrowed slightly. Whether the Su clan lived or died depended only on the demons now.

So Wen Hanyu’s gentleness was also a farewell, telling them that on the road ahead they would only grow better and eventually become truly good actors.

That same day, the Khitan envoy finally arrived in Kaifeng in a hurry. Li Shengfu presented the gifts and urgently requested an audience with Zhao Ji.

In truth, both Gu Weian and I could not figure out who would play such a prank. Yet in light of the shadow captured in the photo yesterday, and the joke today, it felt as though that person was aiming at me.

After Xia Yatong finished speaking, Mu Yichen merely glanced at her. Just as Xia Yatong had expected, he hardly looked at her at all, wearing the utterly clueless expression of a straight man who thinks he knows everything.

We did not go home that night. Instead, we stayed at Qiu Ming’s place. “Dongdong, what about your boyfriend and her friend?” Qiu Ming asked.

She was rushing home to cook, and a taxi was not coming any time soon. Since someone was willing to give her a ride, she would be foolish not to take the free lift.

Just now, when she had crouched on the ground dozing, she really had felt a little cold. How had she suddenly caught a chill?

Many of the Northern Army did not wish to carry out the two men’s decision, but they did not dare defy the Prince of Pu’s orders. They could only hurry south to ask the Prince of Jin what had truly happened.

“This is fortunate timing indeed. I have already deployed the troops and am about to launch a full assault on Xiangyang and capture Zhou Yu alive. Why not watch the battle together? Once Xiangyang falls, we shall be able to obtain Guan Yu’s corpse.”

Lü Bu said. Right now, Lü Bu lacked only one fearless general willing to gamble his life to seize the city, and Guan Ping had arrived far too timely.

“Actually, I have long wanted to return that wisp of true soul to you. I simply never had the chance. After this operation, I will make good on it.”

Longyang promised the ancient spirits.

The blood mist dyed the entire seabed red. Around Sun Wukong, the soul grass wriggled toward him, radiating a chilly aura, like dead spirits from the underworld.

The Golden Flame Flood Dragon showed no sign of fleeing even at the moment of life and death, proving that Liu Yuan’s judgment had been correct. Seeing the tide of battle decided, Lu You ordered a search for the golden flame egg. But Tu Lei and the others were not very obedient; they charged first at the Golden Flame Flood Dragon.

“Better find a place to wash up first. I’m absolutely filthy!” After that fierce struggle with the demonic beast, the ground had churned and rolled beneath them, hurling up dirt in every direction. Mingxuan was already covered head to toe, grime caking his body; some grains of soil had even worked their way into his clothes, making him terribly uncomfortable.

Or perhaps the fat boy who bullied me at school every day was only trying to find a sense of existence in another way because he was so poor at studying.

The contemptuous look on the giant man in golden armor’s face had only just appeared when it froze. His expression suddenly turned ferocious, and at the same time he clawed downward with ruthless force, while in his other hand the likewise enormous staff stabbed toward the sky above his head.

“How can you say nothing while sleeping? If you’re not asleep, you can talk. If you are asleep, you can still talk, though that would be talking in your sleep. You may be old, but you’re still much younger than I am. How can you be even more muddled than me?”

The old man opened his eyes and pointed to the stool beside him.

With a slap of that great blade, Qin Shou unleashed a wave of icy Netherworld water, splashing the Peng Demon King until he looked like a drenched chicken, even the flames around him dimming somewhat.