902: Chapter 443: What Should I Do, I’m So Anxious?
They Won’t Co to Dig Up My Little Linzi, Will They?
(6,000 Words)_2 902: Chapter 443: What Should I Do, I’m So Anxious?
They Won’t Co to Dig Up My Little Linzi, Will They?
(6,000 Words)_2 Great Detective Xia: Not yet, but my sister didn’t enter Qin Palace?
Xia Hongyao was just thinking about showing off in the group, and of course, High Ponytail felt certain Xia Hongmian definitely led a team into Qin Palace.
Da Serpent: This ti, it’s Qin Shanwei who’s in charge of Qin Palace.
Qin Shanwei is a Beijing Director, holding a position at the sa level as Xia Hongmian, and his strength is quite formidable.
Most importantly, the two have always been at odds.
Pri Minister He: Hurry up, call Director Xia, and discuss the other matters when you get back.
As the saying goes, a family with an elder is like a treasure trove.
Only Pri Minister He, seasoned and cautious, thought things through.
The purification of Pusan Trip is a major event.
Uncle Savage: Right, right, hurry up, and rember to keep it secret until you’re back in Jiuzhou before you disclose anything about your Pusan Trip experience!
Although everyone was eager to hear Xia Hongyao’s account of their adventure, they were all aware of the seriousness of the situation, which involved personal safety, so they urged her to quickly inform Xia Hongmian.
Xia Hongyao posted an “understood” emoji and dashed off.
A lurking Red Ghost: Haha, Goryeo really shot themselves in the foot this ti, thinking all the experts had gone to Qin Palace and they could pick up so powerful cannon fodder without worrying about Busan Divine Ruins being purified.
Feast Brother: Given Sejong Zheng’s temperant, this matter isn’t over.
Who has ti to go to Goryeo and pick up Red dicine and the others?
Half Victory: You really look down on Director Xia, huh?
She’s there, and it should be Sejong Zheng praying for good luck!
Hotpot Fairy: That Lin Baici should be considered one of Xia Hongmian’s faction, right?
Qin Shanwei’s under a lot of pressure this ti.
Suddhodana: It’s more than just pressure.
If Qin Shanwei can’t manage Qin Palace, then he can kiss the director’s position goodbye.
Before Xia Hongmian’s debut, Qin Shanwei was the leader of Jiuzhou Security Bureau’s younger generation and the pri candidate for future director.
But with Xia Hongmian’s teoric rise, Qin Shanwei’s future was filled with uncertainties.
After all, Xia Hongmian is younger, stronger, and has more visibly overflowing talent.
Qin Shanwei didn’t want to give up, so he took charge of the purification of Qin Palace Divine Ruins in order to add a splendid victory to his resu and boost his chances for the director’s seat.
But unexpectedly, Xia Hongyao led a team and cracked Busan Divine Ruins.
While it’s generally agreed that Pusan Trip is not as significant as Qin Palace, it’s still a Decade Great Divine Ruin, not to be underestimated.
Now, Xia Hongmian’s own sister had conquered it.
If Qin Shanwei fails to take Qin Palace, what leverage does he have to compete with her?
Uncle Savage: What kind of luck does Red dicine have?
Picking teammates randomly, and they turn out to be so strong?
She might be the next Xia Hongmian.
Hotpot Fairy: Honestly, I’m so jealous I’m turning green.
Fellas, I’ll treat you to a year of hotpot if you let have Lin Baici, how about it?
Feast Brother: Give her to you?
Dare you poach her?
Everyone started to mock Hotpot Fairy.
Poaching Lin Baici was easier before,
Now?
Do they think Xia Hongmian is blind?
Tiantianxingdao Master Li: If I were Qin Shanwei, I would invite him into Qin Palace on the pretense that Lin Baici has the experience of purifying the Decade Great Divine Ruin, Pusan Trip!
Feast Brother: Damn, no way!
Absolutely not!
Uncle Savage: Qin Shanwei’s not that scummy.
Pri Minister He: As long as it doesn’t involve the seat of Jiuzhou Security Bureau Director, I still have faith in him.
Due to the big news from Xia Hongyao, the Huge Dragon Soul Group was exceptionally lively, with all the leaders curiously inquiring about the situation.
…
128 Taian Road, Haijing headquarters, the director’s office.
Wearing black trousers, a white shirt, and a red tie, Xia Hongmian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window holding a coffee, watching the bustling streets outside.
Last night, she received a report that the dark fog shrouding Busan was dissipating, indicating that the Divine Ruins had been purified.
“As for Red dicine’s team, I wonder how many of them are still standing?”
Xia Hongmian was slightly curious, mainly wanting to know about the performance of Yi Jisheng and Lin Baici, while the others were just extras.
‘What a beautiful jasmine flower, fragrant and full of blossoms.’
The ringtone suddenly erupted, disturbing the tranquility of the office.
Xia Hongyao walked to the desk, picked up the phone, and seeing it was her sister, she couldn’t help but smile.
She slid to answer.
Xia Hongmian was about to ask if Red dicine enjoyed the trip to Pusan, but Xia Hongyao already shouted excitedly.
“Big sis, we purified Busan Divine Ruins!”
High Ponytail bragged, “How about that?
Isn’t your sister’s team strong?
I’m thinking about renaming the team, to match this victory!”
“…”
Xia Hongmian, who had passed through dozens of life-and-death trials and had nerves of steel, was still caught off guard by her sister’s words.
What did my sister say?
I must have heard it correctly!
After pausing for a mont, she finally spoke.
“You purified Busan Divine Ruins?”
Xia Hongmian tugged at her tie, her tone filled with disbelief.
“That’s right!”
High Ponytail would have been wagging her tail to the sky, if she had one.
“Is that Lin Baici really that impressive?”
Xia Hongmian was astonished.
“Big sis, I’m impressive too!”
After saying that, Xia Hongyao heard a ‘hehe’ chuckle from the other end of the phone, making her a bit frustrated: “Big sis, I’m going to hang up now!”
“Alright, alright, I know you’re impressive.
What gift do you want?”
Xia Hongmian knew her sister well; she would not die in Busan Divine Ruins, but purifying it was out of the question.
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