Chapter 46: The Watchtower

"Not getting in?"

Seeing the elevator doors about to close, a sentinel reached out to block them.

Yana asked them, "Where are you going?"

"The training ground."

Yana said, "You guys go ahead," and casually kicked her younger brother inside. "Go train."

Yiran didn't want to leave. He had finally managed to secure a chance to get close to the little guide, and he didn't want to waste a single second.

However, facing a cabin full of fierce competitors—

"Congratulations on... what?" Shen Xia peeled a few ribbons off her head, looking somewhat bewildered at the people before her, all of whom were beaming as if some tremendous stroke of good fortune had befallen them.

Rong Yu sensed that the emotional atmosphere between the two of them was a bit off, so she stepped back to give them some space to sort it out themselves.

Seeing Mu Yunxin in this state, Luo Jiutian felt a turbulent churning inside him, a distinctly profound and heavy discomfort.

When the second knock fell, she thought Zhou Jie would still maintain his haughty indifference and completely ignore her, but the moment her voice trailed off—

Outside the venue, the noise reached a deafening crescendo, and what anyone else was saying no longer mattered to Shen Xia.

Lu Yunqing made an OK gesture, and only then did Sophia pat him on the shoulder with a reassuring smile and walk away.

She knew he was unhappy, but she had no idea that the obsession with revenge had already taken such deep, unshakeable root in his mind.

Zou Zhanqiang cursed vehemently. But this time, he had guessed correctly. All these audio and video recordings had indeed been handed to me by Wu Ruoyu.

"But you don't love her!" Qin Han's emotions surged with agitation, striking straight at the core of Xu Chen's heart.

They had talked about scheduling piano lessons for the longest time, but it was always delayed by this or that. Neither of them had imagined back then that there would come a day when they would part ways, and for as long as five years.

"It's no trouble at all," the waitress said to me before leading me into the first-floor elevator. Eventually, the two of us rode the elevator up to the seventh floor.

The A4 paper only contained a few promotional methods that Liu Wei deemed viable: first, the most common method nowadays—online promotion. However, Liu Wei had a novel, out-of-the-box idea: to shoot some videos featuring real people cosplaying the game characters as part of the promotional campaign.

"Of course you can. This Yidao Hall is our shared home," I replied to Zhen Ziqi, nodding.

Knowing full well what was at stake, Liu Wei quickly placed a call to Shi Jing. Once connected, he gestured to his phone for Ning Hao to take it.

"Go on up and you'll find out!" Having said that, the Grand Consort felt that looking at this person for even another second was utterly nauseating, and she turned straight around and left.

Over the next two days, Yao Guoqing was driven frantic. Several companies that had already been in smooth negotiations with his new company suddenly switched sides at the last minute. Numerous contracts and orders vanished into thin air, and even her once-infallible social clout no longer seemed to work.

Watching from inside the elevator, Zhixuan was hopping mad. Putting on a long face for who to see? With a cold snort, she stepped out, but just as the elevator doors were closing, she was caught by them.

"Mommy, I've finished buying mine. Did you buy yours?" While Mr. Wang was bombarding her with questions, Gong Yao called out from behind.

As the guild's reputation grew larger and larger, the three founders gradually became familiar to many people. It was hardly surprising to be recognized out in public.

Guan Jian took me to the clinic downstairs to apply medicine and get bandaged up. It was bad enough that I had cried so ungratefully in front of him, but I still had to save face when we got outside, so no matter how much it hurt, I just had to endure it.

"If you have the ability, why not have both the empire and the beauty? What I despise most are people who lack ability yet want both," Fang Zihao laughed.

Ye Fei politely returned a faint smile, paying no mind to the fact that the two of them had left him behind and entered the private room first.

Even the closest friends from back in the day would find their bonds thinning over time, let alone when the scope of invitations was cast this wide.