Chapter 33: She Likes Me

After searching the dormitory, they could not find Jiang Zhixun.

Chen Shaojie and Cheng Jingliang exchanged glances. "A grown man doesn't just vanish into thin air, does he?"

Cheng Jingliang speculated, "Could he have gone to the guesthouse?"

Chen Shaojie did not know. However, Shen Qingqing had asked him to pass on a message, and he would not feel at ease until he had seen it through.

"Should I go to the guesthouse and check?"

Cheng Jingliang disapproved. "If he isn't there, Comrade Shen will be so embarrassed—"

Therefore, although the War God Heavy Cannon could fire continuously in the hands of the War God Gundam, it could only manage two shots before it was unable to fire again.

Baili Qianxun felt disheartened. The glimmer of hope that had appeared in his eyes dimmed once more; he automatically misinterpreted this as Beidou trying to avoid him.

"No, you two stay down. The Chief is staying, so we cannot leave," Brother Li shook his head and said.

"Fine, that works too. It’ll take advantage of your skin being even fairer!" Gu Xiaobei lowered the mosquito net, changed into her pajamas, and tossed her discarded clothes onto the back of the chair.

"Marshal?" Beidou was stunned, slightly confused, before a thought suddenly struck her. Her eyes lit up. "Are you talking about the Second Prince?" The youngest Marshal of the Stars was her silent, cold, and handsome second brother. She hadn't expected him to be here too; it seemed the Emperor truly had some arrangements in mind.

Hearing that Shao Zihua had arrived, Gu Xiaobei let out a long sigh of relief and hurriedly instructed the servant to invite Mr. Shao in. She thought to herself, "Shao Zihua, you're lucky. If you had only come after I called you, just wait and see how I’d deal with you."

Delise gazed at Xu Zhe with obsession; his current expression deeply captivated her. She was not alone; Lin Baizi was also watching him with equal fascination. As for Stone, when Xu Zhe shouted those words, his fists clenched involuntarily, his eyes filled with conviction—the conviction to become an absolute powerhouse.

"…It should be fine," Lan Ke said silently. He was only worried about Beidou; he had no concern for anything else, so how could he know the state of Yang City?

But Lin Feng—without any credentials and having never navigated the world of officialdom—how could he have suddenly become a Standing Committee member?

"Hmph, if I am not mistaken, you must be the descendants of Zhu Feiyong!" A resentful voice emanated from the eerie ball of light.

Yuan Xuri was slightly taken aback. Gu Chen swayed his body like a bolt of lightning to avoid him, turning instead to attack the Demonic-Eyed Golden Lion.

After all, this was her first day in charge, and she had already encountered such a situation. Could it be that those employees didn't want their jobs anymore?

Leng Nian always acted with restraint; this punch was intended only to make him suffer a little, not to cause him any actual harm.

The next morning, Lu Song groggily picked up his phone to check the time. He was shocked to find that he had over four hundred missed calls.

Countless powerful auras erupted—twenty in total. The weakest were at the level of a Grandmaster of Martial Arts, and there were also seven demigod-level powerhouses.

"I know, I know, but please listen to me first. You can give your opinion after I've finished, okay?" Qin Ling understood how Qin Xiaoxiao was feeling and explained patiently.

His face was obscured by his helmet, revealing only a pair of scarlet, bewitching eyes that stared straight at Chu Ge, as if he could see through everything in his heart.

He poured the liquid from the test tube directly into the poison created by Okuda. The two mixed without any reaction, as if nothing had been added at all.

Su Cheng let out a sigh, and as it reached Xiao Minghang's ears, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch twice.

The crumbling city walls of Qiaoxian could not stop the advance of Zhang Liao's troops. Even with nearly three thousand newly recruited soldiers below the walls, clad only in cloth armor and lacking weapons, the fifty stone catapults launched boulders simultaneously, creating a thunderous roar that shook the earth. Before their eyes, the southwest corner was breached after only three rounds of bombardment.