Chapter 53: Ten Million Cash Back

"What do you think?"

"I heard Shuxin say that Uncle used to run a coffee shop and has always been planning to open another one. It was only due to financial issues that the plan was put on hold."

Deng Shuxin and Deng Yuqing looked at each other in dismay, neither of them expecting Zheng Qian to bring up such a matter.

"Xiao Qian, opening a coffee shop is not something that can be managed with just a few hundred thousand. Take Yubei for example, finding a moderately sized storefront in the city center for a year—"

"What about the route to Zhenyang City? Are you not going to deliver there anymore?" Zhao Lingzhi asked in confusion, as Zhou Yuanfeng had always been in charge of the route from Guian Prefecture to Zhenyang City.

Du Jia and Lin Manshu had no objections. Consequently, Du Jia instructed Shen Jingyi on the spot to immediately draft a confidentiality agreement.

"Yes, your minister believes that as an imperial prince, it is only proper for Prince Fu to safeguard a region for His Majesty when he grows up. If he remains illiterate, it would bring shame upon the imperial family. As monarch and subjects bound by blood, we ought to share the burdens for His Majesty," Zhao Jingrui spoke with utmost sincerity.

Although she had forgotten most of what happened last night, for some reason, Gu Changfeng's embrace remained exceptionally clear in her mind.

"That's why I feel that, given Ning Yi's temper, if he discovers the Grand Preceptor has been deceiving him, I'm afraid..." Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up as she looked toward Ning Zhi.

A wave of inexplicable panic washed over her. She hurriedly raised her hand to cover her face, wiped it, gave it a fierce shake, and turned to sit down on the bench.

The reason you feel a sense of guilt, unease, and self-blame is because the consciousness of the parallel-world version of you—the one who harmed your teammates—is also attached to your soul body. You are affected by it, which is why you feel this way.

The elderly nanny placed the jewelry box on the table, looked at Madam Han, and said respectfully, "Madam, Prince Ning has sent someone to deliver this jewelry. What do you think should be done?"

Uncle Song looked at Si Mo and said, "Noble Consort sent me and your master here this time with the original intention of helping you obtain the Golden Crow Token. Little did we expect that in this stronghold, there would actually be an unfathomably skilled old hag. Your master had no choice but to step in. We thought this mission would be foolproof, but..."

Ever since the grandmother and the third uncle went to the county town, Zhao Lingzhi, Lady Yun, and the children at home had been waiting anxiously, hoping they would return soon.

To celebrate this joyous occasion, Yang Lanze hosted a grand banquet, inviting all the colleagues he could reach from the municipal hall to celebrate thoroughly.

Jun Qing pulled Di Lin to sit down on the sofa, leaned against his shoulder with her apricot eyes half-closed, her gaze fixed entirely on Jimmy and Zhao Yiyi sitting opposite them.

These details had a tremendous impact on the performance, especially for their newly established "9+1" music club.

Aside from these, the Yuehan Palace also possessed a mysterious department—the Divine Department, managed directly by the three palace masters, though the specific details remained unknown.

"Everyone, quiet down!" Xu Zhongtang watched the mountain masters roaring with laughter, shook his head, and suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

The horse seemed to sense the danger as well, letting out frantic neighs while galloping forward at full speed for its life.

After all, given Ye Chen's current cultivation level, even if he could defeat him, there was no way to stop him from escaping. Only by utilizing the power of a formation could they catch the turtle in the jar.

Indeed, looking at Oscar's slight, mischievous smile, it seemed he was just waiting to watch these students panic.

"When are they coming to pick you up?" Zhao did not beat around the bush and asked Bai Yan directly.

Lin Mi checked the time on her watch; a minute had already passed. Presumably, the delay was caused by the people downstairs asking her to show identification.

The saw-blade zombie was a tier-one advanced monster. Its hands had evolved into high-strength saw blades, roughly over a meter long. These saw blades were incomparably sharp, capable of sawing a person's body in half with a gentle swipe. These two saw-blade zombies were probably slightly drowsy from not having fed for a long time.

Their hiding techniques were truly remarkable; Zhang Tian生 couldn't even sense their auras. Given how formidable his own strength was, for them to exist in a way that even he couldn't detect their presence meant these fellows certainly had some tricks up their sleeves.

It was just a pity that although he was eager to kill the enemy, there were four of them, and their methods were none inferior to his.

"Look, that young man over there is truly ignorant of what's good for him, openly going against Elder Xiao. He's definitely finished. Elder Xiao, who holds grudges and never lets a loss go unavenged, will surely retaliate," someone nearby whispered with a cold, mocking attitude.

However, Li Jixing had been on guard beforehand. Surging with a biting chill even before the blood-thirsty divine light had fully unleashed its power, he instantly encapsulated it along with Feng Wei in ice.

Hearing Ling Tian's merciless and angry words, Mo Qilin let out a helpless, bitter smile. It was truly a drastic change in identity that made it somewhat difficult for him to accept.

"Mad Emperor, oh Mad Emperor, I never imagined you had even been through hell. I truly wonder what else you have been hiding from us." Ling Tian smiled faintly, unable to resist sighing with emotion.

Yu Chao's face flushed red; while he wanted to argue with Nightingale about the severity of the situation, he also felt that his own actions were inappropriate.

Since right outside was the building's corridor, where security guards patrolled incessantly, as long as he could break out of the room, Iron Fist would have a chance at survival.

Cheng Jin knew nothing about the affairs between Xu Yuan and Lan Yingchen. In his heart, he had always believed that Li Junxiu was Xu Yuan's boyfriend, and Lan Yingchen was not involved in the matter at all.

Elder Ji gave a vague, rambling reply, the gist of which was simply that he had great discernment—anyway, his vision was excellent, finding the best choice right away. In the end, he didn't give a clear explanation and spent the whole time praising himself.