The reason there are still ten minutes is that the journey from the entrance to the exit takes about seven or eight minutes; the rest of the time is for finding the question.
[Did you see that? God Ying wanted to make a move several times, but he restrained himself and continued to decrypt normally.]
[It’s clear that he knows what his brother might have done, so he held back himself to save face for the production team.]
The producer and director: "..."
They didn’t feel comforted at all.
While the others were still decrypting, Ying Zijin exited through the last door, ending her live broadcast.
She entered the final rest room and paused upon seeing the man sitting on the sofa: "Why did you come?"
Fu Yunshen lifted his eyes languidly: "I bribed the production team."
"..."
Having money really did allow one to act recklessly.
Ying Zijin took a sip of water: "The production team is pretty foolish."
The producer and director were from the General Television Station; the rest was managed by Chuguang Media.
"Let’s go," Fu Yunshen said as he touched her head. "You’ve been recording for a few days, go back and rest."
Ying Zijin nodded: "I need to take Xiao Lan and Second Uncle with me to the Ancient Martial World."
Wen Fengmian was indeed quite busy, shuffling between the Ancient Martial World and the Ji Family, handling affairs on both ends.
Her Divination was correct; the Hershel Family was due to arrive today, and it would be safer to send Wen Tinglan to the Ancient Martial World.
She wasn’t too worried about Wen Fengmian herself; with fifty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation, even the Hershel Family would have a hard time taking her on.
Two minutes later, Wen Tinglan and Adele also came out.
After listening, he frowned slightly: "Sis, take Adele with us."
Ying Zijin turned her head to look at Adele.
Adele thought for a moment: "Okay, I’ll go too."
Ying Zijin then sent a WeChat message to Li Han and the other members of her team, telling them to stay inside Imperial Capital University for the next few days and not to go out.
If it were not for Huan’s appearance, she would almost have forgotten that Norton University’s founding place included several people aside from Norton.
A few founders, they had also exchanged ideas with each other back then.
After sorting out the other matters, Ying Zijin set off for the Ancient Martial World.
**
At five o’clock in the afternoon, the Hershel Family arrived in the Imperial Capital.
Jason led his people straight to the Ji Family’s villa area.
But there was no one at either Wen Fengmian’s house or Ji Yihang’s house.
They hit a dead end.
Jason frowned, displeased: "No one’s home?"
"Patriarch, could they have run away?" the butler spoke up, "Didn’t Huan’s two classmates say that they had warned the others about how powerful Huan’s family background is?"
"They probably knew they would be implicated, so they ran away in advance."
"Ran away? Can they really escape? That Ying Zijin is the top genius of the entire Imperial Capital University, right?" Jason said coolly, "Go and grab a few students from Imperial Capital University, torture them a bit, take pictures, and send them to them. Let’s see if they come back."
"If they don’t come back, then keep catching more until we force them to return."
The butler was shocked.
It seemed that Huan’s incident had truly angered Jason.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have started targeting ordinary people so unscrupulously.
If this got back to Norton University, there would no doubt be accountability.
Could it be...
The butler was even more alarmed: "Patriarch, are you planning to—"
"Correct." Jason tapped on the table, "Norton University has been called that for so long; it’s about time for a name change."
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