Tiangroup Headquarters.
Su Changqing walked into Li Xinghe's office with a puzzled look on his face.
Li Xinghe squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Su Changqing with a somewhat cold gaze, and said lightly: Go ahead and speak.
Speak about what?
Su Changqing was even more confused, and asked puzzlingly.
Zhang Ziliang stood to the side, his face pale. He slammed the table fiercely: Su Wenqian is dead, silenced!
What?
Su Changqing was stunned in place, falling into a daze. His whole body seemed to have aged significantly in an instant. After a long while, he staggered and sat down on the sofa.
My...my son...
He...
Su Changqing shook his head, his eyes full of hope looking towards Zhang Ziliang, as if grasping at the last straw: You...you're kidding me, right?
You must be kidding me. Although Xiaoqian is stubborn, his crime is not punishable by death...
Su Changqing seemed somewhat deranged, with the scars on his face twitching slightly.
Finally, under Zhang Ziliang's icy gaze, the last glimmer of hope disappeared. Su Changqing fell silent.
Head lowered, hands covering his face, his body shook silently.
After a long time, he finally raised his head, eyes bloodshot, looking at Zhang Ziliang with strong killing intent, and said word for word: Who killed Xiaoqian, Wang Ye?
If you dare stop me today, I'll kill you too!
As he spoke, Su Changqing suddenly stood up, his face hideously walked towards the door.
Zhang Ziliang's expression was calm: He was silenced. King Kong confessed that he was a person from the Buddhist faction! But when asked about your precious son, he was silenced!
You'd better explain this clearly first!
Who exactly was your son working for, and you, who are you working for!
Su Changqing's figure paused, incredulously turning around to look at Zhang Ziliang, a hint of shock in his eyes: How is that possible! Xiaoqian grew up by my side, I know him inside and out. This is a frame up!
As if struck by a thought, Su Changqing suddenly rushed in front of Zhang Ziliang, grabbed his collar, and fell completely into madness: I understand now, it's you!
You and Wang Ye wanted to kill my son, using this as an excuse!
Yes, that must be it. You want to plot against my Operations Department and get me removed from my position!
I'll have you pay with your life!
As he spoke, a strong glow emerged from Su Changqing's hands, clenched into fists. His fists were enveloped by a layer of black flames as he smashed them towards Zhang Ziliang's face.
Enough, still not humiliated enough?
There was a hint of anger on Li Xinghe's face. A faint wave of energy immobilized Su Changqing's body in place, unable to move even an inch.
Zhang Ziliang looked at Su Changqing expressionlessly, then calmly shifted his body away.
The energy wave disappeared, and Su Changqing's body swayed slightly. The flames on his hands vanished.
He looked back incredulously at Li Xinghe, his whole body radiating a sense of disappointment: Leader, even you don't believe me?
I fought for Tiangroup for a year and four months. From the founding of Tiangroup, I have always been at the forefront.
Including the countless scars on my body, which one did I get for myself!
Now, even I am doubted by you?
As he spoke, Su Changqing became increasingly agitated: Since the leader does not believe me, from today onwards, I step down from the position of Operations Department Minister. Punish me as you see fit!
Su Changqing closed his eyes in despair, no longer speaking.
His face was full of stubbornness.
Zhang Ziliang stood at a distance, frowning slightly at Su Changqing.
Finally...
Sigh.
There was deep fatigue on Li Xinghe's aged face. He gently sighed: I have wronged you. After all, you are the Minister of Operations, and a veteran of our Tiangroup. If we have really wronged you, it would chill your heart.
I believe you. Go on back.
Su Changqing silently opened his eyes, his straight back bent slightly at this moment: I understand...
As he spoke, he shot Zhang Ziliang an icy look, then silently left.
Walking out of Tiangroup Headquarters, the grief on Su Changqing's face disappeared, carefree. His gaze faintly held pondering.
Expose those trouble-making Buddhists, sacrifice an unstable chess piece...
From today onwards, he is the biggest voice in the entire Shangjing City.
Chang let out a long sigh, and wiped away the sweat on his forehead that appeared unknowingly. Su Changqing silently looked at Tiangroup's tall building once more, his face again showing unwillingness and grief, then turned and left.
In the office.
What do you think? Li Xinghe looked at Zhang Ziliang and asked.
Zhang Ziliang recalled all of Su Changqing's previous actions, expressions, demeanor, as well as the words he spoke, falling into contemplation.
After a long time...
It seems there is no problem.
After hesitating for a bit, Zhang Ziliang said softly: However...I still feel his emotions were a bit too intense, and he left too calmly, without even defending his son again.
Li Xinghe lightly tapped the table with his fingers: Regarding Su Changqing's matter, put it aside for now. After all, he is the Minister of Operations, and a veteran of our Tiangroup. If we have really wronged him, it would easily chill his heart.
But my principle is to wrongly kill, not to let go. If he really has a problem, the harm to Tiangroup and humankind would be too great.
Zhang Ziliang said coldly.
You may leave. Li Xinghe said somewhat wearily, closing his eyes.
Zhang Ziliang looked at Li Xinghe, shook his head helplessly, then turned and left.
On the other side.
Within the shanty town, all the ghoul slaves were tearing at each other, as if raising snakes. Along with one skeletal frame after another, the surviving ghouls all radiated a domineering aura.
Finally...
These powerful ghouls clashed again.
Are you sure you don't want to get rid of them while they're still weak?
Mao Yong'an looked curiously at Wang Ye and said.
Wang Ye shook his head slightly and said lightly: Haven't you noticed the Nether Realm seems to have grown stronger? Rather than waste time on these ghouls, we should hurry and find the source to seal it. Otherwise as the Nether Realm spreads, things will only get more troublesome.
Mao Yong'an lazily stretched: Alright, whatever you say goes. I'm just here to watch the show anyway. If not for that mysterious alley, there's no way I'd get involved in this mess.
If you continue to be so unhelpful, I really will consider having someone from Daocheng come retrieve you.
Or perhaps...hand you over to the Buddhists. I'm sure they'll be very happy.
Wang Ye glanced at Mao Yong'an expressionlessly.
Mao Yong'an shuddered: Rather than hand me over to those lunatics, I'd rather die.
As he spoke, he reluctantly took out a broken compass, observing it continuously.
After a long time...
Oh, something good!
His lazy state disappeared in an instant, excited like a wolf catching the scent of meat.
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
