Chapter 150 Settling All Accounts Together

Qi Tianlei pleaded, "A-yan, Second Uncle knows he was wrong. Isn't your leg better now? Just forgive Second Uncle. I will be your beast of burden for the rest of my life to atone for my sins! My wife and children are innocent, and they never intended to come back to the country to fight for the family property."

If his begging earlier had been out of sheer necessity, this time it was a genuine and terrified plea.

Qi Yan knew everything, leaving him with not a single card to play.

As it turned out, he was truly no match for Qi Yan.

Meanwhile, Mu Xianling, standing beside Tang Yi, heard Liu Tian's final words. Although she knew that Liu Tian was in a terribly difficult spot and spoke out of desperation, for some reason, she still felt a bit uneasy.

"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony. I'll open a couple of bottles of Lafite later, and we can get nice and cozy," Zhao Yucheng said with a smirk that was not quite a smile.

"Fine, fine, you despise me, don't you? Afraid I'll drag you down and get in the way of your pursuit of longevity?" With that, his nose sniffed as he began to sob, his face etched with intense pain, looking so pitiful that it tugged at my heartstrings.

"My brothers, the significance of the position of the Giant goes without saying, and its importance is extraordinary!" Wei Jie said thoughtfully, amidst the expectant gazes of the Mohist disciples.

Li Changlin looked at his mobile phone screen and was instantly amused by the remarks in the chat channel.

Without overthinking it, I might as well just agree. Perhaps every step I am taking now has already been calculated by Grandpa and Wu Sanniang; Wu Sanniang should not be quite that naive.

While Xiao Yan was passing through the Chilian Gobi, back in the Beiji Mountains at that time, the Southern Hall Master of the Northern Desolation Palace, who had broken through to the Huaer Realm not long ago, was currently standing within the main hall of the Northern Desolation Palace.

Everything was fine when they first arrived—at least it looked fine on the surface—yet now it had deteriorated into this state.

At this moment, the second echelon led by the fatty had already arrived at the SWAT base, and the roaring gunfire and flashing lights of the battle ahead were already clearly visible.

The tank regiment had established its own bioengineering laboratory. The equipment here was rather crude and incapable of handling complex genetic experiments; its primary purpose was to support the ongoing microbial shell project: testing the state of the microorganisms, verifying the feasibility of various plans, and monitoring their living environment, among other tasks.

Gu Chengye stared at her for a long while. Seeing that her expression was calm and honest, not appearing false, and knowing her background meant she wouldn't stir up any trouble, Gu Chengye ultimately believed her.

Li Chen was right. When Gu Shaoqing mentioned to Gu Ren that Li Chen wanted to speak with her, Gu Ren did not refuse.

"How is it that you even drink alcohol?" Qian Lulu asked, casting a suspicious look at Sikong Haoran while chewing on some braised saber-toothed tiger meat. She watched as he lifted the wine glass, sniffed it, and took a sip, looking utterly ridiculous in his movements.

"Are you willing to part with it?" Lei Qian钧 was somewhat surprised. No one knew better than him that this girl was an absolute miser who saw value in everything.

However, Mo Xuan told me this morning that he had been run off his feet these past few days and barely slept, so he was probably catching up on his sleep now. I shouldn't disturb him and had better digest it all by myself.

Gu Shuting lightly stepped into the air, caught Chen Zhan's body, and upon landing, retreated four steps across the hard stone slabs before steadying herself. By this time, Chen Zhan had already lapsed into unconsciousness.

Their path was blocked as a man stepped out from the lead Porsche. His features were impeccably refined, yet he carried an air of unruliness.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you..." Looking at the smashed eggs scattered all over the ground, Yang Xue was at a loss as to what to do.

He hadn't mentioned when he would be back. Judging by the time he expected, he probably wouldn't make it back tomorrow, right?

At present, Emperor Ming's regime has been hollowed out, and all major policies of Yuanqi must pass through Jiang Yanzhi's approval. Being in a foreign country now, transmitting messages naturally comes with many inconveniences.

However, due to the rules of the labyrinth, its power could only reach the peak of the Chaotic Realm at most.