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Scarce mineral resources on Earth were just so much, and it was not easy to pry a bit away from a family like Dawson’s, with its profound heritage and affiliation with M Country.

“It’s on Saturday night,” Xu Nanjing raised an eyebrow, curling his lips, “It should be quite a big event, are you and Bai Lian planning to come?”

Xiangcheng was not as chaotic as Jiangjing, and with Jiang Fulai around, Xu Nanjing faced almost no obstacles from start to finish.

Everything was surprisingly relaxing.

So much so that he even invited Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai to attend the grand banquet.

Jiang Fulai walked towards the milk tea shop, his gaze falling on the glass window, his expression easing slightly, “I’ll ask her.”

“Then she might not be willing,” Xu Nanjing pondered, “She’d rather choose to study.”

**

Eight o’clock in the evening.

Purest Street.

Jiang Fulai took Bai Lian to the usual place; the streetlights were bright, casting long shadows of the two, it wasn’t late at this time and passersby would greet Bai Lian from a distance.

At the intersection, after sending off Bai Lian, Jiang Fulai paused, then reached into his coat pocket to take out a sandalwood box.

“What’s this?” Bai Lian looked down.

“Sandalwood,” Jiang Fulai said calmly and succinctly, “For helping with sleep.”

Bai Lian took it from him, looked up, the streetlights casting hazy contours on her face, “…For sleep?”

In fact, even Ji Heng wasn’t aware of her sleep issues.

“Yes,” Jiang Fulai was reluctant to explain further, simply embracing her fully, resting his chin on her shoulder, his voice still clear and cool, his phoenix eyes slightly closed, “Xu Nanjing invited us to watch the race on Saturday night.”

“A race?” Bai Lian asked, clutching the wooden box, shadows cast on her face by the streetlight, “What race?”

“Motorcycle, I guess,” Jiang Fulai knew about Xu Nanjing’s activity but didn’t care much about it, “If you don’t want to go, let’s have hot pot fish head on Saturday.”

Motorcycles?

Bai Lian’s eyes lit up slightly, “Let’s go.”

This was beyond Jiang Fulai’s expectation; he looked down at her, surprised, “Alright.”

Releasing his grip, he added softly, “Go back, good night.”

**

Saturday.

Eleven o’clock in the morning.

At Jiang Fulai’s residence, the sun was gentle, and a mild breeze caressed the face.

Xu Nanjing and Xiao Bingwen sat in the wicker chairs outside, talking.

Above them was the gazebo and the sunshine, Xu Nanjing leaning back, his eyes slightly closed as he tapped his fingers on the armrest, “How’s Xiaoguo’s practice coming along? I’ve asked Chael to look after the club; this race can’t afford a single mistake.”

Xu Nanjing being able to chat with Chael was in part due to sharing the same hobby.

“Don’t worry, our people are keeping watch,” Xiao Bingwen nodded, his expression serious. It hadn’t been easy to approach Chael, and in all of Jiangjing, Xu Nanjing was the first to reach this step.

Who could have known that Chael would be hanging around the Azure Dragon Bar and would share the same hobby as Xu Nanjing?

Ming Dongheng was sitting next to Xu Nanjing, his face cold, saying nothing.

As the two talked, Bai Lian came out of the house, and Xu Nanjing immediately looked over, “Hi, little sister Bai Lian, done with your homework?”

By his side, Ming Dongheng picked up the keys on the table and stood up.

Bai Lian greeted Xu Nanjing in a lazy tone as well.

“It’s almost time for dinner, where are you going?” Xu Nanjing realized that Bai Lian was about to head out as he looked at Ming Dongheng.

Today was the day Xu Nanjing and Chael had organized a motorcycle chase.

For this, he had prepared for ten days.

The group was planning to go to Panshan Highway just after lunch.

“Going to dine with classmates first,” Bai Lian said, holding a canvas bag, smiling at him.

Today, Uncle Ning Xiao was inviting Ning Xiao’s classmates for a meal.

Xu Nanjing looked at Ming Dongheng, saying, “We happen to be heading to Panshan Highway earlier as well, Xiaoming, don’t make an extra trip; I’ll take little sister Bai Lian there.”

Ming Dongheng gripped the keys tightly.

**

Half an hour later.

Xiao Bingwen’s car stopped in front of a very clean, old-fashioned local restaurant.

This street was somewhat ancient and was not frequented by non-locals.

Bai Lian got out from the back seat and said goodbye to Xu Nanjing.

Xu Nanjing leaned out to watch as Bai Lian entered, then withdrew his gaze, noticing two burly men who had just gone in and feeling slightly surprised, as they looked like martial artists with extraordinary abilities.

“So many martial artists in Xiangcheng?” It was out of the ordinary to see two such figures in a small restaurant.

Xiao Bingwen also glanced over, “This place is on the border; mercenaries are common here.”

Xu Nanjing nodded.

The two continued their talk as the car drove away.

On the second floor, in a private room.

Pu Xiaohan and Tang Ming had arrived ten minutes before Bai Lian. Wang Youfeng was wearing a more amicable outfit today, and he greeted Ning Xiao’s two classmates with a smile, “Ning Xiao has a difficult personality; please be forgiving of him.”

Ning Xiao sat by his side, his face cold, silent.

“Uncle, it’s because the Academic God was willing to hang out with us and even explained problems to us,” Pu Xiaohan expressed his gratitude to Ning Xiao, “Our class ranked first in the average score for the mid-term exams, all thanks to him.”

Wang Youfeng was surprised, he glanced at Ning Xiao and then asked, “Didn’t you say there was another classmate coming? Why hasn’t the person arrived?”

Ning Xiao looked down at the time, “She’s here.”

As Wang Youfeng wondered how Ning Xiao could be so certain,

The next second, the door to the private room was knocked on three times, and Tang Ming, who was sitting by the door, opened it.