Shen Yuhe and Shen Yufeng were both clever people.
Meng Chao had made himself this clear. If they still did not understand what they should do, they had no right to become Shen Yuanbao's heirs.
Five minutes later, the brother and sister slipped out of the hospital room like ghosts, off to carefully dig traps for Shen Chenglie and Shen Yuanbiao.
But in Meng Chao's view, the trap had already been laid the moment they entered the hospital room.
—Shen Chenglie and the other adopted sons watched Shen Yuanbao's condition every hour of every day.
Even when they were not at Cosmos Grand View, they could still plant dozens of pairs of eyes there.
Even if a fly entered Shen Yuanbao's hospital room, Shen Chenglie could figure out its sex within five minutes.
With the arrow already nocked and the bowstring drawn, Shen Chenglie had no choice but to throw himself into this life-and-death game of chess if he could not curb his ambition.
Over the following days, just as Meng Chao had expected, undercurrents surged through Dragon City, and the air grew more tense by the day.
Although the crowds gathered around the streets near the Cosmos Group Headquarters Building had dispersed, the fury ignited by the Mingguang Explosion Case was clearly not so easily extinguished.
Feeling the overwhelming pressure of tens of millions of enraged Dragon City Citizens, the relevant departments of the Superhuman Tower dispatched nearly their entire staff, working around the clock to conduct carpet searches through every street, alley, nook, and cranny in Dragon City where dangerous criminals might be hiding.
Though they had yet to find the real culprit, they had unintentionally shaken out quite a few black sheep among the Transcendents.
Most of these people had used Superhuman Power to commit all manner