Shougong slowly raised his eyes, filled with shock and gratitude. As a man, he was not supposed to show his face in public to do such things. He had never expected His Highness to trust him so deeply; this mattered more than any reward.
The soft, chewy candy strip melted into rich sweetness on his tongue, and it felt as though something in his chest was about to overflow wildly.
"A vegetative state..." Even Xinluo had not expected Jiang Yunwen to end up like this.
Chairman Wang looked beside him. Seven shareholders, Tang Ruolan, and a host were seated on the stage.
Especially in his line of work, being too conspicuous made the danger level much higher.
At the words "poisoning," everyone's expressions changed. Only then did they understand why her face was swollen red and she was scratching herself all over.
"You bitch, what you used wasn't wolfsbane—it was wolf extremis grass, wasn't it!" Feng Ziyan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, twisted with rage.
She froze for a moment, pondered briefly, then took the initiative to raise her head and press her soft lips against those sexy, thin lips.
"If you were given this chance, would you choose to be content with the present or change the past?" Liu Yaoxi asked the crucial question.
Chen and Qian exchanged a glance. General Chen explained to Gu Chengxi how the people below were trained to await orders, while Qian Xian supplemented the changes that had been made.
As long as he did not appear, no matter what news the Nine Sacred Lords released about the Holy War, it would be nothing but one-sided claims and could not win the trust of the world.
There was no point hoping for a harvest in Henan. Fortunately, Huguang and