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"Mistakenly, two lives and one arm in exchange for information, how could I be mistaken?" Old Man Kong gritted his teeth and said, "If you are not an immortal cultivator, how can you control such a terrifying magic weapon?"

"What magic weapon?"

"It's like a golden seal. Pinshu.com Old Man Kong recalled the battle just now, and his eyes couldn't help but show a look of fear again, "As soon as Han Ye sacrificed the Golden Great Seal, a thick mist-like scarlet aura immediately poured out, and there were many huge ironclad Yin soldiers hidden in the evil aura, and our attacks were almost useless against him.

Peng Zhi and Lu Qi were killed by those ironclad Yin soldiers almost as soon as they saw each other. Fortunately, I saw the opportunity early, so I sacrificed one of my left arms and escaped with my life. If it weren't for the immortal cultivators, those Yin soldiers and demons would definitely not obey Han Ye's command, and they would even kill him together!"

Speaking of this, Old Man Kong glared at Kang Weidao with bloodshot eyes, "You actually sent the three of us to deal with an immortal cultivator! Isn't that sending sheep into the tiger's mouth? Peng Zhi and Lu Qi and I are not enough for him to stuff his teeth! You have made us all miserable!"

Conway stood for a moment, then sat down in his chair with a cigar in his hand unnoticed.

Due to his intelligence mistakes, the three Innate Grandmasters he sent out, two dead and one disabled, this is a very huge loss for the company, and he must bear a great responsibility for this.

Not to mention that the previous good fantasies have come to naught, his future in the company will be greatly affected.

What's more, the Han Ye he wanted to get rid of turned out to be a legendary immortal cultivator!

Immortal cultivators are said to have unpredictable supernatural powers, and even the great grandmasters whose strength has reached the pinnacle of martial arts are not willing to provoke them easily.

Not to mention that behind the immortal cultivators, there is usually a powerful immortal cultivator sect to rely on, after all, no one can be self-taught.

But he provoked such a powerful enemy!

If the other party knew that he was behind the scenes, his life would be really in jeopardy.

Even if Han Ye didn't know about his existence for the time being, he was afraid that he was not very willing to offend an immortal cultivator for him, and it was very likely that he would be thrown out to appease the other party's anger.

Conway suddenly forgot all the beautiful fantasies just now, and his heart was full of fear and worry about his future.

He really couldn't figure it out, although Wei Ting and her Ji Gu Xuan were also somewhat famous in the entertainment circle, they could only be regarded as medium in size at most, and they were not at the same level as Quanzhen Antiquities Co., Ltd.

Why did Wei Ting get involved with the immortal cultivators, and even asked the other party to help again and again.

Didn't it mean that immortal cultivators were high up and weren't interested in intervening in worldly affairs? Why wasn't that Han Ye like that at all?

Except for lamenting his bad luck and envying Wei Ting's good luck, he really couldn't find any way to explain it.

Sending Old Man Kong to a trusted private hospital for treatment of his injuries, Kang Wei paced back and forth in the study anxiously with his hands behind his back, thinking about how to deal with the bad news.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided to report this failure to the president.

Such a big thing, it must be impossible to conceal, if you honestly report to the upward, take the initiative to take responsibility, maybe there is a glimmer of life.

After making up his mind, Conway immediately changed into formal clothes and hurried to the company's headquarters to report to the president.

Although it was late at night, Conway had already called the president's secretary to confirm that the president was still working in the office.

Conway didn't find it strange, as an assistant, he knew very well that the president was a workaholic, even if he worked late.

Quanzhen Cultural Relics Co., Ltd. is located on the top floor of a high-end office building in the downtown area of Beijing, occupying nearly half of the floor.

Conway came to the door of the president's office, tidied up his clothes, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he took a deep breath, knocked on the door with a nervous mood, and entered the office.

The president's office is very large and empty, making people feel very small.

Conway enters the office and finds the president sitting in the large boss chair, looking out the floor-to-ceiling window at the night view.

Even though he could only see the back of a chair and couldn't see the figure sitting inside, Kangwei still didn't dare to make any transgressions, stood still a long distance away from the desk, bowed down, and respectfully shouted: "Mr. Zhao." Then he waited for the other party's inquiry.

It's just that he waited for a while, but the president didn't ask out loud, as if he didn't know that he had come in, and continued to look out the window, without even turning the chair.

Conway didn't dare to speak again, for fear of disturbing the president's interest, but kept a bowing posture and continued to wait.

After a long time, a voice full of majesty and oppression floated out from behind the boss's chair: "I heard that you just messed up something and caused a lot of losses to the company." ”

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