Volume 1, Chapter 37: I refuse to believe this minotaur can actually kill me!

Thump, thump, thump, thump!
This is the distinct sound effect produced when the Minotaur stacks the passive charges of its [War Trample].
Clang!
And that crisp "clang" is the sound effect when, after [War Trample] is fully stacked, a single basic attack by the Minotaur stuns the Malzahar right on the spot.

These businesses were originally operated jointly by Zheng Santong and the Ye family. Later, when the Ye family was eager to transfer ownership, Zheng Santong had also thought about taking them over. However, Wu Qing beat him to the punch, acquiring them ahead of Zheng Santong through Zhenghe Investment.

Wenren Qin'er indeed bore the greatest suspicion; she was capable of taking any measure to kill him, measures that could even include dragging the entire Wenren family down to perish with her, though other possibilities could not be entirely ruled out.

As soon as Li Shihai heard this, he knew something terrible was going to happen and gave Li Ying's arm a vicious pinch.

"Judging by this timeline, three years ago, Qin Ruozi already knew about Xie Biran and Fang Shuangshuang," Sheng Nanfeng smoothly picked up the conversation.

After all, as luck would have it, the judge of that ridiculous talent show the original owner had previously participated in was none other than Yu Sizhuo.

"Yes, I don't understand why the killer would go to such troublesome lengths," An Nings霜 scratched her hair and said with a puzzled expression.

Then she tossed out a number of photographs, most of which served to prove that these companies, or their management teams, had some degree of connection to Shen Xue.

The three of them left the house, not knowing where to look for people for the moment, and could only search around Mibia Town first. Just as the three were at their wits' end, they suddenly heard the sounds of combat coming from a distance, among which the sounds of gunfire and explosions were particularly distinct. This clearly did not sound like the kind of commotion that dark indigenous people could create.

Walking along the road, I was absent-mindedly wondering whether what my mom said at home earlier would give He Junqi a bad impression of me, and so on. While crossing the street, I didn't look at the traffic lights and walked with my head down right into the middle of the road.

Hearing that they had gone to the Dayi Empire, they were keeping a low profile anyway, and there was no knowing whether the last three remaining sisters could ever reunite in this lifetime; they could only silently pray for their future fate.

It was almost a one-sided massacre. In the blink of an eye, over a dozen guards were taken down. Seeing that the situation was turning bad, some turned and fled, while others sought cover to call for backup.

Yet these were absolute secrets that anyone outside their corporate group could not possibly know! Even the police didn't know! So, how did the monk in front of her know about this? She began to panic a little.

Jian Moshan was shaken by the words "getting jealous," and his hand gripping the steering wheel trembled noticeably.

At this point, Yan Mumu seemed to recall a nightmare and could not help trembling all over, her very lips shaking.

"Really or not..." Monkey was somewhat unconvinced, so he simply squatted by the doorway to wait and see. He wanted to see just how many buckets this person could actually manage to carry.

In this time and place, Hoshino Junka also recalled that the last time the two of them met, the situation was much the same: climbing the stairs, then pouring tea and sitting down to chat. She cast a complex look at the man sitting before her and lowered her gaze to look at the rising steam.

As for this Meng Wannian, although her looks were far inferior to his Yan Yan's, she was still pleasing to the eye, so as far as dating went, she would do.

A burst of screams rang out from outside. Xing Tianyu, however, paid them no mind whatsoever, merely letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Compensate? Can poor ghosts like you lot afford to compensate? I've long said that Song Yuan shouldn't have adopted you wild wolf cubs, but he wouldn't listen. Now look, you three have dragged him down so much that he's poorer than a beggar!" the man surnamed Chang said angrily.

Emperor Jing'an's secret memorial reminding Qin Fengyi to keep a close eye on the mountain barbarians was still on the road, yet Nanyi City had already experienced its first battle.