Chapter 99: Will There Be Layoffs?

"Manager! You’re finally back!"

Su Qingli smiled at them. "Why didn’t you eat? Didn’t I tell you to go ahead?"

"Oh, it’s so expensive! Of course we had to wait for you!"

Su Qingli suddenly laughed. "Haha, you really didn’t have to. Just leave me a little..."

Jiang Chengce gave a broad smile, then hooked his mask back over his ears, as if he were about to leave.

That laugh made the servants on either side of him freeze. They exchanged glances, each looking thoroughly bewildered.

Kim Ji-yeon took a cold shower, hoping to calm herself down, but it seemed to do little good; she still tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Because Jiang Chengce wanted to give Zhang Mengxi a surprise, he did not knock. Instead, he pushed the door open and walked straight in.

Wu Di suddenly remembered why he had come here. He nodded, then gently rolled up the curtain with his hand. Through the narrow opening, everything outside could be seen clearly.

By this point, if Maehara Kai still tried to launch a sneak attack, then he would no longer deserve the title of an Earth-Emperor cultivator.

"The leader of the Fire Sun Sect, Huo Wuyang, passed away a month ago... The current sect leader is Jiao Xinde. Under his rule, the Fire Sun Sect has flourished, taken in many disciples, and has faintly become the foremost faction in the royal city!" Lei Yuming said after a moment’s thought.

After saying that, Gu Chen picked up a strip of white silk from the trash heap, dipped the index finger of his right hand in the blood on Xun Yu and Ming Ze’s faces, and wrote something on the silk. When he was done, he whispered quietly with Mu Yan.

Four gigantic black iron chains, each several hundred zhang long and as thick as a man’s waist, stretched downward from between the four pillars. Bound by the black chains extending from those pillars was a semitransparent giant, more than ten zhang tall, its face vaguely humanlike, with both hands and feet shackled.

He glanced again at the production date. It was from a year ago, yet the shelf life printed on it was seventy years.

It turned out to be Wang Qing, Pei Niannan’s assistant. Although she was also wearing medical protective clothing, she had not put on a mask, goggles, or a dustproof respirator like Lin Qing and the others. So Lin Qing recognized her at a glance.

Dusk was approaching, and there were not many people in the forging grounds. When they saw Long Xinglie, they all stepped forward to pay their respects.

As the master of the Divine Weapon Hall, Shan Qingsong’s residence was quite large, with five successive courtyards front and back, and even enclosed a bamboo grove filled with all kinds of flowers and plants.

She was already in the late stages of pregnancy. To be honest, even taking a few extra turns left her exhausted. On top of that, the weather was hot now, and she was drenched in sweat the moment she stepped outside. She truly could not stand it.

The sound was like thunder and lightning, shaking the ground incessantly. A crack, with a harsh crackling sound, extended from outside the manor’s courtyard into the estate, crossing the courtyard and splitting all the way beneath the main house.

However, by the time Yan Wei took the spare night-vision goggles from his pocket and chased after her, Wu Yushan was already nowhere to be seen.

Such a divine weapon should have belonged to it. The Venom Ant God clenched in bitter regret, but unfortunately, the time it could forcibly remain here was already running out.

Li Yuan greeted them. He hardly knew any of the inner-courtyard apprentices, and among the few he did know, he recognized only Lu Zhong and Du Yun.

The two of them were inseparable in full view of everyone, and what they said completely shattered the onlookers’ sense of propriety.

Thunderous applause broke out below the stage. Everyone was cheering and applauding this delightful pair.

Their few encounters on the second floor had only amounted to brief nods in passing, and after Cassiopeia holed herself up in her room and stopped coming out, the main point of attention temporarily vanished as well.

"You are not allowed to hurt Luo Wusheng." Shang Wushang stared at Diwu Mo with unwavering determination, afraid that if he missed even a single moment, he would overlook the instant when Diwu Mo slyly deceived him.

People always say the moon seems rounder abroad than in China, but when Wang Yuehan came to America, she found that the moon overseas was not necessarily any rounder after all.