Aboard the plane to Donghua City, Wang Hao sat in his seat, eyes closed in meditation. Beside him was Lin Shihan, who at the moment was engrossed in documents related to the Changming Island renovation project.
Two hours later, having successfully disembarked from the plane, Wang Hao had compensated for the sleep he hadn't gotten the night before. Reinvigorated, he was full of energy.
Back at his residence, to prevent Lin Shihan from discovering his poisoned arm, he refrained from taking advantage of her.
Of course, in his heart, he was also contemplating the cultivation of the You Ming Yellow Springs Finger.
As long as he could master the You Ming Yellow Springs Finger in the shortest time possible, his arm would fully recover, and then there would be nothing stopping him from touching whatever he pleased without a sliver of concern.
