A few hours ago …

Just as Tie Zha was pulling Lena away from the Grand Rum Bar, a man wearing large sunglasses walked in. The moment the two of them met, they subconsciously leaned sideways and brushed past each other.

The man’s footsteps seemed to be somewhat empty and his mind was also somewhat absent-minded, as if he had just been injured or had just recovered from a serious illness. After he entered, he directly found a secluded corner and sat down. Then, he ordered a meal and wheat tea and ate quietly. He was Jiang Bowen, whom Tie Zha met last month in Jinxin Town in the Far East, who wanted to marry the Mu Family.

Because both of them were wearing sunglasses and Tie Zha’s attention was focused on Lena, Jiang Bowen was also very worried, so he didn’t recognize each other. Jiang Bowen had several broken ribs after being injured by Iron Residue Charge that day. He had been lying in the hospital for half a month until he recovered a few days ago.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he immediately boarded the air train and returned to Sand Wind Castle. In order to facilitate the marriage, he had disbanded his guild and sold his assets for several thousand gold coins as betrothal gifts. However, he did not expect that a plan to kill his ex-boyfriend halfway would completely disrupt his plan. Not only did he not marry Mu Qianhe, he was also severely injured, and his medical expenses alone cost him hundreds of gold coins. Helplessly, he had no choice but to hurry back to Sand Wind Castle as soon as possible to see if there was a chance for him to rise again.

Two hours ago, one of his old classmates dialed his voice and said that there was a big business that he wanted to cooperate with, so the two of them arranged to meet here. Now he had no money, so he could only spend it in such a cheap place.

As he was eating, a black-robed man suddenly walked over and sat down opposite him.

“Who are you?” Jiang Bowen raised his head and asked.

“An old friend of yours.” The black-robed man said.

“Who are you?” Jiang Bowen frowned and said in a deep voice, “Speak clearly. I don’t like others to talk to me.” The other party’s voice sounded familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had heard it before.

The black-robed man smiled and opened a corner of his head. By the dim candlelight, he saw a face that had once been extremely disgusting. He was immediately shocked and almost cried out.

“Love … Edward, why are you here!” As he spoke, he glanced left and right to make sure that no one was paying attention to him. Only then did he gradually calm down.

Edward didn’t say a word during the whole process, just looked at him quietly.

“You human rebel, how dare you appear here? Aren’t you afraid of death?” Jiang Bowen lowered his voice and threatened.

“Don’t be nervous. I’m just here to catch up with you.” Edward smiled and said.

“I have nothing to talk about with you. We’re not even friends.” Jiang Bowen said impolitely.

Edward was not angry at his cold words. He only said, “Brother, I heard that you disbanded the legion. Did you encounter any trouble?”

“This has nothing to do with you.” Jiang Bowen frowned and said.

“I think …” Edward paused for a moment and said meaningfully, “Maybe you need a start-up fund or some friends’ help …” Jiang Bowen just looked at him and didn’t say anything. “I happen to have some money and some old friends here, so to speak …” Edward smiled and asked, “Are you interested in talking?”

“I’m afraid you’re looking for the wrong person. I’m different from you. I will never become a traitor to humanity.” Jiang Bowen crossed his hands in front of his chest and righteously refused.

“Do you think …” Edward’s face suddenly darkened as he narrowed his eyes and asked, “Is there anyone else besides me who will help you now?” After saying that, he put down a business card and got up to leave.

After Edward left, Jiang Bowen stared blankly at the business card on the table. After a long period of silence, he picked it up and looked at it, put it in his pocket, and checked out.

Half an hour after Jiang Bowen left the bar, the deputy mayor got on the elevator in the office building of the City Hall of Windsand Castle and arrived at the highest floor. In front of the mayor’s office, he straightened his collar, took a deep breath, and knocked lightly on the door. After getting permission, he pushed the door open and walked in.

It was a luxuriously decorated office. Looking around, it was at least several square meters in size. The wall was filled with bookcases and display cabinets. There were all sorts of crafts, awards, trophies and books inside.

At this moment, the mayor was talking to a well-dressed middle-aged man, and when he saw the deputy mayor enter, he stood up and introduced him, “This is Earl Andrew Teresa. I should have mentioned this to you before.”

“Hello, Count.” The deputy mayor said respectfully and shook hands with the count. The mayor of Sandstorm Castle was a commoner and had been funded by Earl Andrew Teresa when he was young. Although the Teresa Clan was declining, their reputation had always been good because of their righteous style and ancient noble demeanor.

After greeting each other, the deputy mayor sat down, and the mayor told him that Earl Teresa had recently invested in a company to develop Desert Five. The deputy mayor sensitively asked about the name of the company, but he was unfortunately able to guess that it was Syris Investment Co., Ltd., which had just been involved in the murder. The deputy mayor came to the mayor to discuss the solution to this matter. He didn’t expect that they still had this kind of relationship, so there was no need to discuss it. The final result would definitely be in favour of Earl Teresa.

However, regardless of the outcome, they would still follow the routine of Desert Five. Simply put, the Sandstorm Castle Municipal Government would remain neutral when both sides of the conflict had considerable strength. After all, everyone had social relations, and the more outside forces interfered, the more complicated the situation would become.

A moment later, Yang Yong, who was located at the Honeycomb Stronghold, received the latest news. Just as he finished speaking to the deputy mayor, he was so angry that he smashed the communicator to the ground. Not long after, bad news came again. Valeria of the Belle Foundation sent him a video newsletter, tactfully suggesting that she would no longer participate in the crackdown on Crimson Peak Stronghold. He asked why, but Gu Zuo said that, using some nonchalant excuses to stall him, he did not tell the truth.

“What do you mean? Do you think we’re idiots if we quit halfway through the process?” Yang Yong said angrily. The Belle Foundation and Sequoia Company were the strongest of the five forces involved in this plan. However, the former had backed down, while the latter had not responded. The Azure Bee Mobile Corps was already in a difficult situation, not only had they lost a large number of personnel, but they had also provoked the Sand Wind Castle.

Faced with his accusations, Valeria could only say that the Belle Foundation was willing to bear part of the losses of the Azure Bee Mobile Corps, and the matter ended here. They no longer participated.

After the communication ended, Yang Yong couldn’t help but frown and sink into deep thought. The Belle Foundation is headquartered in the Diocese of the Starlight Temple and has a close relationship with the Notre Dame system. Was their withdrawal related to the Storm Stronghold? However, no matter what he asked, Valeria denied it, saying that suppressing Crimson Peak Stronghold was not in the interest of the Belle Foundation.

While he was hesitating whether to terminate the plan, Evgeny of Sequoia Investment Co. Dialed his video and said that they had learned of the latest situation. Crimson Peak Stronghold had nothing to do with Notre Dame’s system, so he continued to suppress it. Yang Yong felt relieved after receiving Yevgeny’s promise. The Sequoia Company was strong, and as long as they supported it, the plan could continue.

Afterwards, he dialed the Guild Leader’s voice and informed him of the latest situation. Now that Sand Wind Castle was neutral, they had to rely on their own strength to force the people of Crimson Peak Stronghold to lower their heads. If necessary, they would not hesitate to wage a small-scale war.

After listening to his report, “Killer Bee” Bill seemed to be very dissatisfied. It took him so long to deal with a new company, and he even lost hundreds of combatants. He asked Yang Yong if he didn’t want to do it anymore, but Yang Yong didn’t explain. He just said that he wasn’t doing his job well and was willing to accept punishment.

“I’ll give you another month. If you still can’t do it, then go die.” After Bill finished speaking, he hung up the communication. Yang Yong looks at the communicator and is silent for a while. He opens the desk drawer and takes out the personnel register to check.

About twenty hours later …

Tie Zha finally woke up after a night of torment. After breakfast with Lena, he took out the Notre Dame internal communication device that Muyu Qinxin gave him and dialed her video and voice.

Not long after, a pretty face with some anger appeared on the small screen.

“Your grandfather drank all my Tibetan wine, quickly compensate me!” Mu Yuqinxin reached out her hand and asked him for the debt.

“This” Tie Zha was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, “Then don’t give him a drink.”

“He stole it himself.” Mu Yuqin mumbled in her heart. The look of being bullied was really cute.

“Find a place to hide.” Tie Zha suggested.

Mu Yuqin said painfully, “I’ve already hid everything, but he’s an Origin Energy Cultivator, so it’s useless to hide anywhere …” Then, she pointed her waist at him and cursed, “Grandpa and grandpa are as bad as each other!”

“How about this, I’ll bring you some good wine later.” Said Tie Zha sincerely.

“What wine?” Mu Yuqin asked excitedly.

“Li Qi VS.” Tie Zha said slowly.

Mu Yuqinxin rolled her eyes and snorted. In the circle of nobles, the brand of “Li Qi” was synonymous with horse urine.

Tie Zha rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, “How about VSOP?” Although he had quite a bit of money now, it was the wealth of the Glorious Bloodline, so it was impossible for him to use it to buy good wine.

Mu Yuqinxin crossed her chest with both hands and drooped her eyelids. She glanced at him and snorted, looking very disdainful.

“Actually …” Tie Zha grinned and said, “He is also your grandfather.”

The clever Mu Yuqinxin naturally understood what he meant. Her face flushed slightly and she asked, “Brother ~ Why are you looking for me?”

Then, Tie Zha told her about the idea of ordering power armor. After she finished listening, she shook her head and said, “We don’t have any quotas anymore.” In order to order a mechanical power armor, one must first obtain a production quota issued by the World Council. Otherwise, no manufacturer would dare to accept the order.

“Could it be” Tie Zha hesitated for a moment and asked, “that no one dares to make it privately?”

Please forgive me for my poor condition recently.