When it came to the life and death of the Xiao family, Xiao Hong couldn't afford any delays.
He quickly ordered someone to prepare the transfer agreement for the Xiao Group. Chu Feng didn't even bother to look at it and swiftly signed it with a few strokes, finally allowing Xiao Hong to breathe a sigh of relief.
Tang Sisi and the doctors at the clinic couldn't help but envy the situation. They marveled at how effortlessly Chu Feng acquired a multibillion-dollar conglomerate, and the Xiao family had every reason to be grateful to him. It was truly something to be envious of.
Chu Feng simply smiled and, after dealing with the Xiao family's affairs, stayed at the clinic for another two hours. In the late afternoon, he left.
As the afternoon twilight settled in, pedestrians hurried along the streets, and the traffic bustled.
After a day of exhausting work, the faces of the passersby carried a sense of fatigue. Occasionally, groups of people who cared about national affairs began to discuss the latest "Xi Ye dispute" in hushed voices, filled with righteous indignation.
"Have you heard? The Xi Ye border conflict has started again. I heard that those Xi Xia soldiers destroyed two of our small towns. Our officials are still negotiating and protesting. It's truly frustrating!"
"Hehe, they're disrespecting us, and we're still negotiating? What a joke!"
"With hundreds of thousands of troops from Xi Ye stationed there, isn't there a single brave and courageous man among them?"
"Xi Ye is no longer what it used to be. Ever since Dragon Lord stepped down from power, the entire military theater has descended into chaos. Various factions are busy fighting for power and profit, trying to get a share of the pie. Who has the time to care about the lives and deaths of us common people?"
"In this day and age, we can only try to get by. Let's not talk about national affairs, or we'll end up getting burned."
"You're right. We still have wives and children to support. We have the intention, but not the ability."
Chu Feng walked through the crowd, listening to the complaints and discussions around him, his face calm as he glanced at the large screens in the shopping mall, newspapers, and various news media.
Without exception, they were all reporting on the recent heated "Xi Ye border dispute." It seemed like a national war was rapidly brewing and about to erupt.
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