Chapter 645: Maybe I'll Draw a Good Hand

of desperation, Wei Yan rushed into the tent. A sudden gust of wind blew through, extinguishing one of the seven-star lamps. With insufficient starlight, Kong Ming returned to heaven."Seventh Uncle, s..."What" The wind of magical power suddenly flung him up from his seat.

I got the first one! Lu Cheng wanted to speak but stopped himself.

"What's wrong Were the results not ideal" Fa Li Feng Bao's heart skipped a beat.

The investment in Jixia Academy was enormous, unimaginable even. And it's probably the only chance. If the results are not ideal, then Dongling would be crushed to dust in the recovery era, without a doubt.

"It's okay if the first one doesn't work. Actually, the State Affairs Council can still squeeze a bit more." Hana rubbed her head and whispered comfortingly.

"No, it's hard to describe. Just come quickly!"

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