Chapter 34: The Jiang Group Issues a Statement Confirming Jiang Xian's Debt

The trending topics were hitting home one after another, and the comments beneath them instantly surged into the tens of thousands, sharply polarized.

Some mocked Jiang Xian, while others spoke up for her.

"I actually thought she was really rich; turns out it was all borrowed. Look, the Jiang Group has issued a statement. How is she ever going to pay back that much money?"

"Haha, the money was given one second, and the clarification came the next. The Jiang Group certainly knows how to handle emergency PR."

"Even if it was borrowed, she..."

Meanwhile, Geling slept soundly under Yelun's care. When she hazily opened her sleepy eyes and saw the palm in front of her, she was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening.

Lin Yifeng used Wu Mian as a model, pointing out the finer points of the "Piercing Rain" technique while guiding Wu Mian’s swordsmanship.

He suddenly struck, a cyan wind blade sweeping out to sever a nearby tree at the waist. The lush, leafy canopy collapsed with a roar, crushing a group of temple disciples who were charging forward.

At first, Yinzhan didn't pay any attention, but when she passed by a rock at close range, she sensed something was wrong, and cold sweat broke out on her brow instantly.

If—if only one of these keys could open the handcuffs, it would be incredibly fortunate; she would have to return to the Lin residence to thank the gods, burn incense, and chant Amitabha.

Before the brand-new, luxurious bed, Old Five stifled one yawn after another while directing people to sprinkle insect-repellent powder under the bed frame.

The weight of the greatsword in his hand was nearly double that of Wu Mian’s longsword, yet as he swung it, the space itself seemed to tear apart, with a speed that reached at least 280+.

Hu Jun was different; he was an accomplished military veteran himself, and he was several years older than Bu Xu. The fact that he called him "Boss Bu" now was truly unexpected to everyone.

Chuchu looked at the canopy of the bed and simply smiled without explaining. After all, she had traveled across time and space just to marry him; it certainly hadn't been easy.

There was essentially no interval between her three shots, yet Wu Mian was able to react in such a short time, perceiving the bullet trajectories and their sequence to anticipate and block them. Such neural reaction speed alone—let alone a martial apprentice—is something even a martial artist might not possess.

Douzihang was quite a distance from Changbai Mountain. To avoid alerting other factions, especially Liu Badao, Cheng Yaojin led his troops down the mountain, deliberately taking a detour and traveling nearly a hundred miles eastward before suddenly turning toward Douzihang.

"That's more like it." Wang Ying smiled with satisfaction. He then purchased several portions of premium dog food from the "Super Show-Off Artifact's" mobile store. Maintaining a smile on his lips, he walked step by step toward the wolf king under the stunned gaze of He Weidong, causing He Weidong’s pupils to contract slightly.

Because of these recent events, I haven't been staying at the hospital. Instead, I bought a house and moved in; it’s much more convenient in many ways.

The heads of their respective families had all emerged safely, which indicated that the troubles in the deepest parts of Dragon Island had likely been resolved, or at the very least, brought under control.

Of course, before that, he had to satisfy Pan Haodong’s request and obtain that three-thousand-year-old ginseng. Once he broke through to the Infant Transformation Realm, he would circle back to complete his plundering plan.

As he spoke, the Saint of Destruction took continuous steps forward. The Phenomenon of Destruction bloomed instantly; above his head appeared a black mass of energy—a terrifying sight of destruction that seemed capable of devouring everything, directly blanketing the entire region.

The moment Wang Ying’s light, breezy voice fell, the scene went abruptly quiet. Everyone was shocked by his words, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Thinking of this, sorrow welled up in her heart. Her eyes turned red before she knew it, and tears were about to fall. With a soft sob, she placed the wallet under the windshield, not taking a single cent.

Seeing that Yang Ming had issued an ultimatum, Xie Qianqian had no choice but to push the four hundred yuan back into the driver's hands. She could only help this much.