Chapter 127: Caught in the Game, 7

Mo Qinghan, seated in the passenger seat, listened to Yan Jinxi’s declaration, "No matter what, I am the sole heir to the Yan Group." She narrowed her eyes slightly, lost in thought. A partial answer to Zhao Siyi’s bizarre behavior seemed to surface in her mind, yet she still offered a cautionary reminder, tinged with concern: "Perhaps it is your title as the sole heir to the Yan Group that Zhao Siyi is after. The information circulating in your high-society circles about Zhao Siyi’s reputation is far more reliable than anything reported in the media. You should remain vigilant. If you cannot resolve this yourself, I suggest you let Shang Linjun handle it for you."

At the mention of Shang Linjun, Mo Qinghan caught a glimpse of Yan Jinxi’s profile, noticing a sweet smile gracing her features. She laughed and asked, "It seems that since I moved out, someone’s love life has..."

Finally, having resolved most of the pressing matters, he could rest easy tonight. He had just commissioned the servants to procure ingredients, intending to cook something. To be honest, Fang Lang was not particularly familiar with the kitchen, but preparing a few simple dishes to treat everyone should be manageable.

He gazed down the mountain. Although Han Qu and Wu Yuexin presented an imminent crisis, he remained in the shadows while they operated in the light. He held the initiative, and since the Qi Family Twins—who served as their eyes and blades—had been "flipped" by him, he reckoned they would temporarily keep the opposition at bay, buying him precious time.

If they chose to hide, they would be nearly impossible to track, and with night fast approaching, finding them would become even more difficult.

If Wu Jinsheng had stood any closer, he might have been struck down by the very bullet he had fired, had it ricocheted back.

Li An sighed inwardly, thinking that Zheng Hong, a master of the Martial Venerable Realm and his nominal mentor, had simply met his end in the jaws of a zombie.

There was no need to reinforce his skin, bones, and flesh at fourteen. Although he stood at 175 centimeters now, he still had plenty of time to fully develop.

Those who had lost their drive for career advancement were now looking to Nanhua as their primary destination for emigration.

As for the commanders of the vanguard, left wing, right wing, torpedo boats, training vessels, and transport ships, none of them needed to issue their own orders.

After speaking, seeing that Deng Shichang showed no significant reaction, he had no choice but to firmly pull him away.

Suddenly, Xia Bingyue let out a shy cry; it turned out that Wei Suo’s mischievous hands had wandered onto her shapely buttocks.

Before Eva could finish her sentence, a bashful sensation surged from below, and the large bed began to creak once more.

"Big brother, big brother, we’re rich! The children will have food to eat!" A young man actually shed two lines of tears, his face filled with joy.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blowing from ahead seemed, for no apparent reason, to carry a faint, thick