When the charming Wenren Meiqiao finished changing, gave Shen Qiang a soft kiss on the cheek, and then got up to leave for work, Shen Qiang, lying on the bed and squinting happily at her increasingly alluring back, felt as radiant as the sunlight pouring through the window.
The reason was simple: the Hongmeng Belt had already been bought. No fighting, no conflict, just a straightforward transaction—no schemes, no need to throw his weight around. This was undoubtedly the best outcome.
His wrist trembled lightly, and the Heavenly Palace Jade Lock appeared in his hand.
Shen Qiang's eyes were not only faintly excited—on his phone, information about Yu Wenzi was popping up as well.
