Chapter 40: A Guilty Conscience

Time passed unknowingly; all I remember is that the sky had brightened, and the hospital gradually grew busier before Su Yuping was finally wheeled out of the operating room.

“It’s alright, it’s alright,” Liang Meizhen sighed with relief, stepping forward to check on Su Yuping, who had regained consciousness but was too weak to speak. She hurried off to prepare some food to bring back.

Seeing Su Yuping safe, Qu Xiurong’s eyes welled with tears as she gently stroked her head. “The child is doing well. I just fed him some formula; he can eat quite a bit.”

Satisfied, Ji Siqian retreated and divided everyone into four groups according to their specialties: surgery, martial arts, miscellaneous skills, and formations. He led one group along with three other masters of profound mysteries.

Moreover, in the past two years, Mo Wen had been happily playing the role of Lu Xueqi’s pet dragon, leaving no time for cooking—wouldn’t that be neglecting his duties?

That night, Nan Ma’s words deeply resonated with Nan Zhe. He stayed awake all night, turning his mother’s advice over and over in his mind. Early the next morning, after calling Nan Ge, he still couldn’t sleep, so he called Qi Yan.

The affair between Shen Yanqing and Nan Ge was no longer a secret within the CEO’s office.

Zhou Fohai respectfully looked toward the Japanese man, who was none other than Kagezawa Masaaki, head of the Plum Agency. Upon hearing Zhou’s words, a look of regret crossed Kagezawa’s face. When he heard the name Shen Zui, his eyes ignited with fierce determination—a legendary hitman, one of the four kings of military intelligence.

Watching the spirited elves, I couldn’t help but feel surprised. I hadn’t expected the last ball to have such a profound impact.

A single bullet rang out crisply at the execution ground, tracing a graceful arc through the air as it sped toward Xie Tian. The bullet spun powerfully like a beam of light and instantly pierced Xie Tian’s chest with a loud crack, embedding itself forcefully into the wall behind him.

“There’s always someone finding loopholes—if they can’t come openly, they come in secret,” Lin Nanzheng agreed in response.

Stilwell listened to Luo Zhuoying’s accusations, unable to refute them, though a flicker of hope stirred within him.

“You bastard! How dare you use dirty tricks to manipulate the future? I’ll chop off their hands myself!” Liko said angrily.

Yesterday, she had seen a cat outside. Although Afei was clever, he was still just a bird, and she feared something might happen.

“In that case, there’s nothing to be done. All you can do is wait patiently for Tesla’s IPO,” Nancy said, shrugging with a sigh. “I found no trace of anyone targeting you, and even Time Warner’s stock price has risen significantly.”

Lin Xuanfeng merely smiled faintly and did not explain the matter to Cao Junxi. Of course, if Cao Junxi knew that this temporal formation could no longer contain Lin Xuanfeng’s talent, he would be even more astonished.

But the dense fog did not churn or ripple; it remained as still as stagnant water, as if brewing something, waiting for something.

When the elevator dinged open, she stormed out angrily, leaving Mo Shaozhen to shrug in regret.

Every step he took pressed upon the roaring gaps, as if supporting a divine palace, walking from the altar toward the sanctuary of faith.

“This is the one I just won for ten million,” Lin Xuanfeng said, neither consenting nor refusing, but declaring the price he had secured.

Only after confirming that none of the watches pawned today were among those bought did I feel slightly relieved.

Yun Luo even changed into a different outfit, a rare sight that made her appear even sweeter and more adorable.

However, in recent years, with the development of the mainland market and the decline of Hong Kong cinema, many entertainers popular and influential on the mainland had also begun receiving invitations.

The Earth’s military forces were stretched thin; Earth’s fate hung by a thread. Federation heroes stepped forward, gathering old comrades to form a new army.

“This was the large battleship I was forced to design under duress by the Japanese Navy to coerce the Qing government. The Japanese call it the Yamato, the most powerful battleship currently under construction worldwide. Looking at the major powers, only your nation has the capability to build such a ship to counter Japan’s ambition to dominate the seas. So I...” Chen Ning confessed candidly.