Chapter 128: The Burden Bestowed Upon You by the Era

Zheng Qu’s name became widely known overnight, and the resourceful media unearthed his detailed background.

In his early years, he graduated from a prestigious domestic university, majoring in genetic engineering during both his undergraduate and graduate studies. However, because his personal research interests and focus were rather niche at that stage, his research career after graduation was fraught with difficulties.

He worked at two commercial companies but was rumored to have been dismissed for using company equipment for research unrelated to company projects.

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“What if I go knock Liu Shanshan out and carry her back for you?” Yu Fan said as he dodged.

Facing Doctor Xue’s eccentric temperament, Zhu Houhuang could only sigh lightly. He pondered over Lu Wan’s situation again, wondering if he had burdened Lu Wan with too many tasks, leading to his current predicament.

“Let’s talk inside the car,” Yu Fan said, glancing around. Seeing pedestrians approaching, he quickly got into the car first.

“Whether it’s a gem or not, you have to see it to know,” Lin Ran squinted as he looked at the shattered pieces of the bracelet, a faint gleam in his eyes. It was definitely not a destined jade; it was truly frustrating.

First to approach was Gongsun Xuan, closely followed by Yu Suchi. Although both disapproved of Yun Qin’s actions, seeing his embarrassing situation, they unspokenly stood up and joined him on the stage.

At that moment, Lin Yichen was especially surprised to find that as he moved, even the surrounding trees seemed to move in unison with him—he was running, and the trees around him were running too.

Yun Qin’s sleep was originally shallow, and such events made it impossible for him to rest. Rising, he gazed at the still brightly lit windows opposite, silently hoping Leng Tianqi wouldn’t oversleep and miss the important matter. His body slowly moved toward the door.

Therefore, this City Head’s Zhi must have been discovered by a cultivator deeply versed in the mysteries of Taoism and infused with spiritual energy. Ordinary people could never grasp its secrets. This precious item, filled with dense spiritual energy, might also have been inherited through the lineage of the Medicine King, passed down to those who comprehend cultivation and spiritual sensitivity.

But the three of them in the same room, coupled with Wuming’s clearly tangled and unresolved complex relationship with them, suddenly made the atmosphere in the room heavy and awkward.

Now, everyone understood that no matter what, after facing these problems, they should realize that many matters were never simple, especially the current situation.

Upon witnessing this scene, all the Taoists and members of the Fang family felt as if their breath had stopped, as if they were about to collapse and die on the spot.

Moreover, she had spent many years in the palace and served as the Empress Dowager for years. She had seen all kinds of treasures under heaven. Yet, the gifts from Fourth Master and his family today were both practical and beautiful, conveying sincere intentions, which truly delighted her beyond measure.

Fu Mingzhu smiled softly, ground the ink, and wrote these few large characters on the paper.

“Yes!” The single word was delivered with such crisp decisiveness and cold resolve that Yun Zhi answered without hesitation.

Dai Dong originally thought this guy would just shout a couple of times and be done, but unexpectedly, he got inspired and began composing poetry.

Zhao Wen’s heart was filled with anger, but she never truly believed that this shameless rogue dared to do anything to her. However, upon arriving at the Zhang residence and seeing the fierce guards armed with knives and clubs, a sudden panic surged in her heart.

Because it was a festival, relatives and ministers all came to the palace to celebrate together. The “Peace and Harmony of All Directions” hall was filled with princesses, clan consorts, and wives of ministers ranked third and above. Even the side halls were bustling with figures and laughter, flowing like shimmering waves, leaving no place to hide.

At the Standing Committee meeting, Xu Li noticed that after two months, Wei Guangbin appeared somewhat aged. Of course, as a provincial-level leader, Wei Guangbin’s attire was impeccable, but he looked mentally fatigued. His eyes were somewhat swollen, and his complexion was pale.