It was just like Zhuge Caihua, who, during the college entrance examination competition, had her neck slashed by Meng Yu and still lay there, puzzled and bewildered.
Perhaps she was right, perhaps she harbored no ill will, or perhaps, when she was pushed to the front as a scapegoat, she felt that it was the will of the people.
It was like that time at the consultation meeting when Councilor Wang, who persistently badgered Meng Yu, always thought it was easy to crush an ant beneath his foot.
Yes, the family of Ouyang Jindan is in a Third-Order Minor World.
But, Meng Yu is no easy prey.
"Brilliant."
Suddenly, Master Lihua laughed.
It was quite normal for everyone to have a poor attitude towards Meng Yu, after all, regardless of anything, Real Man Zhao, as well as Star Industrial Company, were our own people, so why should six Golden Cores hold a meeting for a poor boy like Meng Yu?
"Very splendid."
Master Lihua shook her head.
