"Huh? Is this related to Xinxing Agricultural Science College? This sounds a bit mysterious..."
Ansheng, who was perched on the balcony's sewage pipe, ready to sneak into He Ying's house, couldn't help but pause slightly upon hearing the conversation between He Ying's mom and He Ying, several question marks slowly emerging above his head.
Ansheng didn't know how much money He Ying's mom had been scammed out of.
But judging by He Ying's attire and the car she drove, even if she was good at making money, her total assets could not possibly reach tens of millions. Although Ansheng had never dealt with Xinxing Agricultural Science College, he had truly seen the ferocious posture of Spirit Beasts during a woodcutter's pursuit.
Like chasing after the Fungal Parasitic Beast, directly sealing off a nearly completed municipal road project; if the capture failed, they used small land-based missiles to send off the parasitic beast.
