Chapter 118

After Swapping Bodies, the Ruthless CEO Takes the Entertainment Industry by Storm Mu Tingfeng 1269 words 2026-04-13 19:33:57

Pei Qiaonian clenched the note in his hand and followed along. Once inside the carriage, he placed the note beside her hand. “There’s a message for you.”

Xu Yun Zhuo glanced at it and was momentarily startled.

She was somewhat confused.

The first time she met that woman was when she followed Xu’s father to find her, and it was by chance that she glanced over; Xu Yun Zhuo left immediately after a single glance.

At that time, she was inhabiting Pei Qiaonian’s body.

What did it mean that she came to pick her up?

Some onlookers teased and speculated. He was from another clan, of the same age as Ye Guchen. It was said that the genius Ye Guchen had returned, prompting him to come out specially.

As for Miao Renfeng, he had a significant background—he was the son of the other deputy general of Langzhou Guard. His father was elderly and did not personally lead at the front this time, making Miao a genuine military scion.

At the final moments, some expressed longing for their loved ones, others clung to the mortal world, while some bore hatred and anger towards the demonic elders.

Zhang Fu and others had accompanied the emperor outside. Wei Yuan, unwilling to drink further, went out to the palace courtyard to observe the commotion.

Yu Zimo naturally had no time to pay attention to them; a strange smile curled at the corner of his mouth before he vanished from sight.

If nepotism or bribery were discovered by Zhao Zhen, he would face grave peril.

After some time of refinement and optimization of the cumbersome operations, the mobile phone officially entered mass production.

Thus, the two prefectures of Shuo and Ying, occupied by the Liao army, would form mutually supportive strongholds with Huan Prefecture, becoming impregnable.

Shuanzi, dressed in patched, tattered clothes with a roguish grin, casually asked Ma Huijuan what had kept her out so late upon seeing her.

Shen Jiannan was muttering to himself when suddenly, from not far behind, the noisy shouts of Murata Yoshiko’s men reached his ears. They were scouring the mountain, searching for his whereabouts. Fear gripped him—for if they caught him, not only would his life be lost, but his brothers’ sacrifices would be in vain. He could not fall into their hands.

Dongfang Liang grew impatient this time, angrily saying, “Seems I’ve been too kind to you, daring to hit me.” With a sharp slap, he struck Liu Yuecan’s face, who collapsed beside the bed, half her face flushed crimson and instantly humiliated.

Upon seeing Zhang Tianjiao’s condition, they quickly sealed her pulse to prevent excessive blood loss.

In truth, he too hailed from a secret realm. He had witnessed with his own eyes how peaceful days were shattered suddenly. Struggling and clawing his way through hardship to this day, ascending Qingxian Mountain, apprenticing under the mightiest master in this world, enduring untold suffering—only he knew.

Words pieced together the images of Father Tao and Mother Tao. Though still vague, they were no longer mere thin lines of text.

At court, Prince Qi Xiang rewarded the meritorious officials: Tian Dan was appointed Prime Minister, Ran Fei named Northern Senior Minister, and the other brothers received various honors.

The weakening effect ranked among the top three summoner skills. It was a lethal counterattack weapon and the nightmare of many assassin heroes.

Everyone awkwardly held their chopsticks midair, unsure how to begin. After years of banquets, this was the first time they’d seen such a dish. The atmosphere fell into an unusual, profound silence.

Though the explorers’ team was growing increasingly desperate, the Wei army’s ranks blocking their path were thinning. It wouldn’t be long before the entire group could break through.

Though previous successes from past lives were no guarantee for the future, at least the general direction was sound. Casting a wide net and focusing on prime catches, even losses would be minimal. If aligned with Zhan Xiong’s strategic plan, they would merge; if not, selling off for cash was an immensely profitable trade.

Now, their bodies, previously exhausted, seemed to suddenly regain vitality once more.