As night fell, Yue and Aizen were alone in the same room.
Two desks and chairs stood inside, allowing them to work separately.
The entire division headquarters had been sealed off. All division members carrying out missions outside who could be recalled had been summoned back as well.
Until the people led by Mayuri Kurotsuchi found the Seventh Division, they had no way to move freely.
"But there's no need to wait until they find this place. Let's begin now..."
Yue sneered inwardly.
Mo Xueyan bit the corner of her lip. It really was her. That meant she had jumped from Yan Ya Mountain and survived—but what had happened afterward? What had made her become like this, believing herself to be Bei Yueyan?
Eunuch Pu shook Sikong Yi several times before waking him. He raised his head, his eyes still hollow and vacant. "Eunuch Pu?" he asked uncertainly.
Mo Xueyan's face went blank, but a sharp pain tore through her heart. When she had jumped from Yan Ya Mountain, the man she admired must have gone mad. Otherwise, he would not have killed everyone in both the wedding procession and the escort party, regardless of friend or foe, nearly losing control completely and allowing that damned Wu Wu's scheme to succeed.
Just as she was feeling uneasy, Fu Dianchen looked away again. Only then did she let out a breath of relief.
How could Li Guangyu possibly stay out of the cosmetics industry? Especially now that Watsons had shifted its business model—this was an enormous platform. Li Guangyu knew very well just how vast the future cosmetics market would be.
Fanxing came back to her senses and looked at Xie Zhan, her gaze soft and adorable as she pulled herself free from her earlier obsession.
Ye Jinmu looked toward Chu