Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 393: CEO 388 - Heart Like White Moonlight (16) 2 more updates

Chapter 393: CEO 388 - Heart Like White Moonlight (16) 2 more updates

"Miss Xun, you’re really not afraid that I might have ulterior motives," Wumao reluctantly shifted his gaze away.

That was a whole big bottle...

A rough count, at least a dozen pills.

Wumao knew even Murong Qiyue wouldn’t easily partake in such elixirs.

Hearing Wumao’s words, Xun Tianjiao paused, "Mr. Wu, what are you talking about?"

"I’m saying you better not let others see that bottle of elixir," Wumao grimaced, "If it were someone else today, they might kill for it."

"Kill for it?" Xun Tianjiao looked at Wumao and laughed, "Mr. Wu, that’s not a funny joke. What’s there to rob? It’s just a medicine pill that restores the body. Shaohua got them from somewhere. She gave me this bottle because my heart isn’t too good."

When Xun Tianjiao saw Ye Shaohua coming over, she immediately waved at her, then remembered Wumao, "That’s right, you seem to like them, so I’ll give them to you, but Shaohua said you can’t take too many in one day, at most two pills."

"Give them to me?" Wumao pointed at himself incredulously, "Are you sure?"

"What’s the big deal," Xun Tianjiao casually tossed the small bottle to Wumao, "I have several big bottles at home; one to two pills a day will last me years. I just find the big bottles cumbersome, so I carry a small bottle for daily use."

She waved her hand, appearing utterly unconcerned.

Wumao: "?"

Several big bottles? Last for years?

Others describe Murong Qiyue’s elixirs as precious single-pill treasures, and you’re talking in terms of several big bottles and years?!

If you go on like this in Dragon Group and the international Superpower Realm, you’re bound to get killed!

Seeing Xun Tianjiao’s demeanor, Wumao knew she wasn’t lying.

"... You’d better not tell me where you live." Wumao looked at Xun Tianjiao seriously, "Even if I coerce you, don’t say it."

Xun Tianjiao suddenly had a realization, sensing that the medicine pill Ye Shaohua gave her may not be as simple as she thought.

With this in mind, she smiled at Wumao, "It wouldn’t do you any good if I told you, Shaohua lives at my place."

Wumao: "..." Stay away from trouble.

"The person was taken away by the team." Ye Shaohua got into the passenger seat, spotting the elixir Wumao was holding, and raised an eyebrow.

Wumao quickly handed the bottle back to the boss, "Miss Xun gave it to me, I didn’t plan to keep it, really!"

Ye Shaohua looked away, "Fine, if it’s given to you, keep it."

Wumao’s injuries had gradually healed.

When he was sent back to Dragon Group, he still held the small glass bottle, lost in thought.

"Shaohua, is this where you work?" Xun Tianjiao also got out of the car, looking at the sign outside Dragon Group, her brows furrowed with confusion.

Wumao finally snapped back from his daze, coughing, "Our boss always says, ’True concealment lies out in the open...’"

Ye Shaohua glanced at him, saying nothing.

Wumao returned to Dragon Group as if he was in a trance.

"Wumao, didn’t you say you were dying?" Yikuai and others came back, seeing him sitting unharmed in his chair, they got so angry they grabbed his head and gave him a good beating.

"I even called Miss Ye to save you and you betrayed our feelings like this! You’re cleaning the toilets for the next week!" Yimao was also angry enough to hit him.

Wumao ran off holding his head, "Stop, I really was dying, but look at this!"

He quickly produced the glass bottle from his pocket, desperate to save his life.

Yun Mu immediately recognized the medicine pills in the glass bottle as the same ones he saw at Xun Tianjiao’s place, his eyes narrowing slightly, "Did Miss Ye give these to you?"

Wumao wiped his face, "Boss, so you knew," he then turned to the others, whispering, "This time, our team really struck gold, this is an elixir, with effects dozens of times better than what Team B’s guy makes. I can tell you for sure, these medicine pills must have been concocted by Miss Ye."

Hearing Wumao’s words, Yikuai and the others’ eyes immediately lit up with excitement.

"I knew it," Wumao, who had been saved by Ye Shaohua, nodded, "Miss Ye must be no ordinary person, she was able to save me from such critical injuries."

The group sat together, mumbling for a long while.

They wanted to reach out to Ye Shaohua to ask about the whole situation, but under Yun Mu’s gaze, they eventually retracted their fingers and chose to remain silent.

"Where’s the person brought back today?" Yun Mu tapped his fingers on the table.

"On the tenth floor underground." Wumao stood up and led Yun Mu there.

Yun Mu and the others, including Wumao and Yimao, took the elevator to the tenth floor underground.

Although it was called a "Community Committee," and the two buildings only had eight floors, the real story was all underground. With twenty-eight floors in total, it was a very old and large structure.

From the tenth floor down, they held criminals who were not ordinary people.

As a few of them entered the elevator, a young man happened to be coming out from inside.

The man had the dashing looks seen across the Entertainment Circle these days.

"Boss Yun." He was taken aback upon seeing Yun Mu, then respectfully greeted him.

He didn’t leave until the elevator doors were closed.

"An Muheng is back?" In the elevator, Wumao was surprised, "Wasn’t he following Lady Murong on a mission in M Country and has been staying there ever since?"

Yikuai wasn’t surprised at all, "He left his engagement banquet to follow Lady Murong, and now that she’s back, he naturally returned once the mission was over. But things aren’t going well for him; Qiu Zihang has been getting very close to Lady Murong."

Wumao shook his head, "An Muheng always seemed quite upright; I didn’t expect him to be so bewitched. I heard his former fiancée was an ordinary person. It’s a shame. I wonder how the lady is doing now."

An engagement party where the groom-to-be chased after another woman on the spot would leave scars on anyone’s psyche, wouldn’t it?

Yimao had looked into Ye Shaohua. Although he hadn’t figured out the source of her superpower, he knew quite a bit about her situation with An Muheng.

Hearing their conversation, he pursed his lips and remained silent.

"You can’t fully blame An Muheng," Wumao seemed quite indifferent, smiling, "After all, Lady Murong does have the means to justify it, didn’t we all envy them back in the day?"

With her strong superpower, coupled with a bizarre talent for artifact refinement and elixir concoction, not only Huaxia, but superpower users worldwide were paying close attention to her.