Chapter 36: Watching His Rise to Power

"Tang Yu, have you ever imagined that the person sitting in the CEO's chair at Haifeng would be me?"

Zhou Ruancheng looked at Tang Yu with naked disdain masked by triumph, his tone biting, craving to know her true thoughts.

How could she have possibly imagined it?

She had never once thought that a poor boy from a tiny, insignificant town would ever rise to such heights!

Tang Yu felt that having parted on such bad terms with him only yesterday, she was now forced to lower her pride for the sake of work.

She pulled a rope from the backpack behind her, wrapped it around the tree, and tied a firm knot. Using the strength of her legs and her body weight, she climbed up the trunk.

To withstand Zhang Wenlang's offensive, Tang Zhangwei once again paired Xue Huali and Chang Zhiming together, and once again, Chang Zhiming accomplished the mission brilliantly.

Afterward, she investigated Zhao Honglong's background. The more she uncovered, the more terrified she became. Now, she dared not challenge Zhang Chen at all.

Just as Liu Hui was about to speak, Feng Qinglan smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

On both sides of the red carpet, reporters were busy with their long lenses and cameras, terrified of missing a single shot they shouldn't.

Because there was little vegetation, walking on the road meant being scorched by the two blazing suns.

Lu Guxing thought she had died, so when she opened her eyes, she never expected to be in a hospital.

They bowed their heads to Ye Fengling. As they walked, they stammered, "W-we didn't know you were Master Sun's friend. Had we known, we wouldn't have dared... we were blinded by our own arrogance. You are truly remarkable. Please, let us go this time."

In reality, it was no different from modern service industries; it was simply a bit more advanced than what the ancients had.

Her arm was grabbed, and she instinctively stopped. Raindrops seeped through the gap between the two umbrellas, hitting her exposed skin with a bone-chilling cold. She looked down at her captured arm, seeing droplets of water resting on long, porcelain-white fingers; the grip on her was not exactly gentle.

Yet, this physician named Huacheng seemed completely unaffected by Sikong Yanfei, continuing to act as he pleased.

The reporters were all baffled by the situation, and I was no exception. I looked coldly at Lin Rongshen, trying to pull my hand from his, but he held on so tightly that no matter how I struggled, his grip did not loosen in the slightest.

In the minds of those boys, Sun Yifan had been an invincible, peerless master.

The Liu woman suddenly thought of something: the Xia Qingxiao family had suddenly come into money, able to wear clothes worth hundreds of taels and dine on the finest dishes at taverns. The amount must have been enormous.

"When did the King rise? Why didn't you wake me?" she asked. Last time, Sikong Yanfei had deliberately used this to make things difficult for her, blaming her for not attending to him as he dressed in the morning.

He loved seeing the frustrated look on Mu Yingchen's face to avenge himself for last night. Heaven knows, yesterday he and Ye Mingfeng had followed Mu Yingchen to his apartment, only for Mu Yingchen to ignore them entirely and slam the door shut.

Her loose hair flew about, obscuring most of Xia Qingxiao’s vision. In her peripheral view, she saw that although his hair was also blown into disarray, not a single strand touched his face.

"He wants his father to hold him," Hanyue said with a smile, seemingly oblivious to his hesitation.

The Qilin beast knew absolutely nothing, even more confused than Su Jinxi. It wasted a full hour of her time without providing a single useful piece of information.

His addition boosted our morale; at the very least, it added weight to our side of the scales, even if that weight remained negligible.

Su Ranran: "Why is this happening? It is truly one wave after another."

"I am the Master of the First Medicine Tower under the seat of the Medicine Immortal Demi-Emperor, the Daoist Lord of Food and Medicine." The Daoist Lord spoke with a gentle gaze, yet no one dared to look too deeply. This was truly a Daoist Lord cultivator; the true spirit power he contained was terrifying and awe-inspiring.