Chapter 36: Avoiding Suspicion

"Grandma, is he sick?" Ye Siran asked, watching the skinny old man's trembling back. She hadn't wanted to ask, but the complex look in her grandmother's eyes made her uneasy; she didn't want her grandmother to think she was cold-hearted.

"He is not sick. Besides, sick people don't act like that. Look, he hasn't taken a step in ages. He clearly doesn't want to leave and expects us to ask him to stay." While speaking, Grandma Ye kept her eyes fixed on her granddaughter, her thoughts swirling.

Ye Tian looked over and saw that the golden-robed cultivator had knocked back the several cultivators blocking his path and landed at the exit.

Today was the official end of the Chinese New Year holiday; some were returning to work, while others were extending their leave.

Back at Willow Villa, Ye Zhong ordered Zhao Qian to be brought to him. Without wasting words, he handed the "National General Agency for Soap" directly to Zhao Qian.

"Sanshang, you are very active, which is good. Such spirit is worth emulating, but... as a fresh graduate, if you are too flashy, it is easy to provoke resentment from others," Okamoto Kichi said with a hint of hesitation.

"I... fine, go ahead." Lin Ai was about to say that he didn't care about anything anymore and just wanted to go to the moon and start a massacre, but remembering that he still needed N2's help to get to the moon, he held his tongue and sat down, signaling that he would continue listening to N2.

But then, he suddenly felt his body go light, and his mind was left in a state of bewilderment. How is this happening again? What did I do to provoke this guy this time?

His physical body had reached an unimaginably powerful state; no force could destroy it.

"What kind of mission is it? Tell me about it. I'm practically an expert on Desert City," Guaikasi said with a grin.

"Haha, it seems President Li is also well aware. The domestic market won't be large in the short term. To put it bluntly, most families are still busy acquiring basic electrical appliances. Game consoles aren't necessities yet. Without a foundation of rigid demand, the market won't expand or show vitality," Liu Chuanzhi explained.

The various leaders of the Martial Arts Alliance took their seats one after another, and even Yang Suguan, Wei Zizhuang, and the various masters from Mount Kunlun were assigned their places. Although the lecherous-looking man had an unremarkable appearance, he was a rare managerial talent. He arranged everything in an orderly fashion, seating everyone according to their status and reputation. Despite the large crowd, not a single person uttered a word of complaint.

Yet, why would the owner of such a heart eventually marry Wuming, whom she only admired but did not deeply love?

"That makes things easier!" With those words from Lin Hongfei, Uncle Wang felt a huge weight lift from his heart.

The emergence and establishment of the Benevolent God made the rumors increasingly convincing, leaving the people in both regions in a state of panic. The situation was particularly severe at the Earth Demon Gate; after the black water invaded their bodies, the resulting immense self-healing capabilities and the strengthening of the meridians led many demonic masters to take it voluntarily, which in turn caused even more people to follow suit.

The Liaodong Firearms Bureau had always been one of the highest military secrets in Liaodong. Very few people knew the gunpowder formula, and all of them were under heavy military protection. If a landmine were to suddenly detonate here, the most likely conclusion was that the strongmen Wang Junkuo referred to as "imposters from Wagang" were actually Liaodong troops.

"I don't want to hear all that. Just tell me, when will this thing be combat-ready?" General Chang Qing waved his hand, his demeanor matching that of a bandit.

Seeing that things were once again heading toward an unpleasant breakdown, Li Shi reached out and shook Jia Xu, who was dozing off beside him.

Chen Feng was shocked! He understood that even a swordsman with deep internal cultivation like himself would be exhausted to the point of collapse if he forced himself to practice day and night. Not to mention, Wuming had no internal energy at all; for him to force himself to practice day and night, the splitting of the webbing between his fingers was an inevitable outcome.

The process of enlightenment varies; some, when the opportunity arises, can grasp a Law in a short time, while others require long, arduous years.