Chapter 58: Danger and Charisma

"Attention, the convoy is departing."

At nine in the morning, the delegation from China, accompanied by officials from Pakistan, began their journey to the meeting venue. The visit was brief—they would depart by tomorrow afternoon—so today would be hectic. The main focus was the operation of Gwadar Port, a vital part of China's strategic interests and a new economic source for Pakistan. How to keep the port running smoothly in this chaotic province was the most urgent issue for both sides, especially since the Baloch Liberation Army was far from welcoming its presence.

Bathed in the afterglow of sunset, Wanyu and three companions, driving two infantry fighting vehicles, quietly made their way toward the prison. Empress Qin wore a black, wide-sleeved gown; the deep, somber color lent her an even colder, more indifferent aura.

Sean was thoroughly pleased with these arrangements. It had been ages since he could get so close to Audrey without unrelated people interfering.

As the Autumn Water blade descended from high to low, a crescent-shaped shockwave split the air and shot straight at the white-bearded man, who was compressing the force of the impact with his blade.

No one answered. Da Gu looked around; all was shrouded in darkness. In the far distance, whose length could not be guessed, streaks of yellow lightning flickered on the black boundary wall.

Lu Ziqiao stared, bewildered, at the plate of egg fried rice on the table. Suddenly, he wondered why the food had such a fragrant aroma.

Hua Yue witnessed everything and suddenly remembered an afternoon, when the old master of the Fu family sighed, "Every man in the Fu family is a hopeless romantic."

Seeing Old Cui's eyes roll back as he was choked, Wanyu didn't have time to think. He thrust his dagger toward the big man's neck. The bearded man seemed to sense Wanyu's move; his left hand shot up, deflecting the dagger.

White Kab knew this was a settlement no less significant than Zhangwang Village, equipped with generators and frequency modulators.

Glancing at Louise, already fainted from fright, Yuan gently laid her on the ground, then collapsed himself. Of course, before passing out, he made sure to smear mud on both their bodies.

"Kill!" It was as if he were possessed, but only Shen Xing Wuji knew the truth—he wasn't controlled by anyone, or rather, he was controlled by hatred! When he pierced through in a trance, his first thought was, "How is this possible?" The next was, "I can fly now."

A piercing roar echoed across heaven and earth. The black prison cage lingered for a moment, then vanished. Immediately after, the beam of light struck Xie Kun's avatar, whose body disappeared in an instant, not even his soul escaping.

Several bolts of silver lightning struck down, hitting Luo Ba and the other two. This time, none of them managed to dodge.

Because of this sudden incident, Bing Qirui had to break away to deal with it. Who could have guessed that his departure would give the SP Space Consortium a golden opportunity?

"Again, it's you..." Ai Feng narrowed his eyes, watching Feng Shaoqian slowly emerge from the factory, fists clenched. His tall, taut frame looked even more imposing.

Both in their twenties, yet the young man before him—strikingly similar in appearance to Su Youpeng—was already the chairman of the company, while he himself still needed to struggle on.

Shen Jun sensed a powerful force approaching from behind and pushed his ethereal step to its limit, escaping Hong'er within a few breaths.

"Don't be so arrogant. Many people saw you commit murder. Do you think you can deny it?" Liu Guangcai slapped the table, displaying his official authority.

"Haha, truly distinguished guests! Please, come with me!" Old Zhou's eyes gleamed. He recognized the silver token, a mark given only to true disciples of the Emperor of the Zither sect. Thinking of the privileges it conferred, his heart couldn't help but beat faster.

In the morning, Yang Xin worked the bellows while Yang Ba wielded the ladle, tossing meat in the pan with generous amounts of chili. When the dish was ready, most of it went into a wooden box, while the other dishes were placed on the table. Yang Xin turned off the stove and called Shen Jun to eat.