"President, I’m sorry, I betrayed you. No matter what punishnt you have in mind, I am willing to accept it."
Song Xi bowed her head low, her face twisted in pain.
"That’s enough. I know your loyalty to , and I have always treated you like a sister. You were forced into this, and I do not bla you. You will continue to be my personal secretary and close sister." Qin Yuru patted Song Xi on the shoulder as she spoke indifferently.
Song Xi’s body shivered, and with remorse-filled eyes brimming with tears, she looked at Qin Yuru, "Thank you, President!"
"Those people want dead, but unfortunately, my life, Qin Yuru, is not so easily taken. If they want to play, I will play along." Qin Yuru’s eyes glead sharply as she humd coldly.
In the Qin Family Manor, within the villa where the Qin Tianming family resided, Qin Tianming watched Qin Feng with an icy gaze.
"Tell what you’ve done. Not only did you lose an Innate Expert, but you also threw away a billion for nothing—truly a laughing stock." Qin Tianming reproached angrily.
"I’m sorry, Father, I didn’t expect that kid to be so powerful," Qin Feng said, his eyes flickering with resentnt.
"This person is indeed exceptional, no wonder he was able to save Qin Yuru twice. With such strength at such a young age, he must be eliminated," Qin Tianming’s pupils constricted, a hint of murderous intent flashing across his eyes.
"Don’t worry, Father. This guy won’t live for much longer. I will kill him myself, and take back both the billion and Xue Tu," Qin Feng said with a chilling tone.
"Be more careful in the future in your actions. At this critical ti, don’t cause any major trouble," Qin Tianming’s eyes glead with intensity.
Within a secret base in Huaxia, a figure clad in a Blood Robe stood there, radiating a cold and terrifying murderous intent that seed to transform the entire space into an Asura battlefield, causing trembling in the heart.
Behind this figure in the Blood Robe, a man dressed in black knelt halfway, speaking respectfully, "Lord Blood Shadow, we have already lost seven Heavenly Level Assassins to that kid. Moreover, last night the Earth Group from the Special Security Bureau suddenly exerted force, killing dozens of our mbers and warning us to quiet down."
"Dammit!"
A curse erupted from the Blood-Robed figure, and the entire space boiled with killing intent as if it sought to pierce the heavens. The man who was kneeling, despite his Innate Late Stage strength, still found it extrely difficult to breathe, his body hair standing on end and cold sweat forming on his forehead.
Clearly, this Blood-Robed figure was none other than one of the five Blood Kings of the Blood Wolf organization—Blood Shadow, a powerful being with incredible might.
"If we do not eliminate this child, where will the might of the Blood Wolf lie? Notify Remnant Wolf; he must bring the kid’s head at all costs, or do not bother returning," Blood Shadow commanded coldly, his words filled with endless murderous intent.
The man in black trembled and quickly nodded, "Yes, my lord."
"Any news on the remains of the Blood Demon Pool?" Blood Shadow asked with an icy voice.
"We have identified the approximate location but still need to confirm it completely," the man in black replied.
"Go investigate imdiately. The Blood Wolf organization has been waiting for many years for this day to co; we must find the Blood Demon Pool," Blood Shadow ordered, brooking no refusal.
"Rest assured, my lord, we will locate the Blood Demon Pool as soon as possible."
After the man in black finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Blood Demon Pool, Blood Demon Pool, as long as we find the Blood Demon Pool, that will be the day the Blood Sect rises to glory once again!"
...
"Hello, is this Yan Ran?"
In the Capital City Hotel, within Ye Luo’s room, he made a phone call, and the recipient was none other than the Huaxia national idol, Shi Yanran.
"Ye Luo, is that you? You finally called , I thought you had forgotten about ." The voice of Shi Yanran on the other end sounded extrely excited.
"Sorry about that, I had too much going on before and I forgot," Ye Luo said awkwardly.
"No worries. Why are you calling now?"
"I’m in Capital City now and wanted to discuss sothing with you. Do you have ti?" Ye Luo said simply.
"You’re in Capital City? That’s great. Where are you now? How about I co to find you?" Shi Yanran said directly.
"Yan Ran, you have a scene to shoot soon,"
At that mont, Ye Luo heard another voice from the phone, it was her agent, Sister i.
"If you’re busy, we can do this another day," Ye Luo couldn’t help but say.
"No need, why don’t you co to instead? I’ll have ti after I finish shooting this scene," Shi Yanran hurriedly said.
"Alright," Ye Luo nodded.
After jotting down the address provided by Shi Yanran, Ye Luo hung up the phone.
In a makeup room within a film and television base in Capital City, Shi Yanran was sitting down with her agent, Sister i, standing beside her.
"Is it that kid from Zhonghai?" Sister i asked, gazing intently at Shi Yanran.
"What’s wrong, Sister i? Why are you looking at with that expression?" Shi Yanran asked, her expression changing slightly.
"Judging by your reaction just now, you wouldn’t happen to have fallen for the guy, would you?" Sister i said gravely.
Shi Yanran’s fair face blushed as she said, "Sister i, you’re talking nonsense, we’re just friends."
Sister i’s gaze flickered, she didn’t say much more. As for Shi Yanran, she simply lowered her head, her expression sowhat coy, apparently lost in thought.
As soon as Ye Luo walked out of his hotel room, he saw a figure slowly approaching him, dressed in a white robe and carrying a black box on his back, with a cold deanor and exuding a sharp aura, his eyes fixedly staring at Ye Luo.
Those eyes shot out two sharp swords, piercing straight into the depths of Ye Luo’s heart, causing his expression to stiffen and reveal a wary look.
"Ye Luo!"
The man in the white robe slowly approached Ye Luo, his deep voice spitting out the two syllables, an invisible presence pressing down on Ye Luo.
"Who are you?"
Ye Luo stared at the other person, his body tensed, and the Nine Yang Mystic Art inside him started to operate at once, filling his body with Nine Yang True Qi. He had a very dangerous feeling about this guy.
"Wu Family of Jinling, Wu Yingtian, the brother of Wu Yingxiong!" the man in the white robe said coldly, stopping ten ters away from Ye Luo.
"I never expected Wu Yingxiong to have a brother like you!" Ye Luo’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
This indeed surpassed Ye Luo’s expectations. The brother of that waste, Wu Yingxiong, turned out to be a powerful martial artist, with the aura he was exhibiting clearly reaching the Innate Late Stage.
Moreover, the aura of the other party was much stronger than that of the Innate Late Stage martial artist he had seen before, especially since his attire didn’t look like that of an ordinary person.
"You’re from the Hidden Sect!" Ye Luo’s face darkened, he blurted out sharply.
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