Volume 1, Chapter 26: Mr. Fu, Consumed by Jealousy

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If it weren’t for the Supreme Elder’s order forbidding anyone from causing trouble, Su Yiming would likely have been overwhelmed and killed by the disciples of the Xuantian Sect that night before last. However, since the other party presented themselves as a superhero on the surface, they probably wouldn’t have done anything too excessive, right? As the two men came charging towards them, Huo Xiangji responded with a spinning back kick, but they dodged swiftly. After searching everywhere she might have gone, the driver found nothing and simply returned to wait at Su Jin’s doorstep. “How would I know? If he wants to come, how could I possibly stop him?” someone shrugged helplessly. Indeed, with his current strength, he could be considered a frontline superhero, but compared to Thanos, he was clearly no match. The identification card labeled him as a C-level detective. This rank was roughly equivalent to the first stage of the Ba tribe’s Golden Eye. When Zhao Huixin recounted the entire incident to Zhao Yingxiong, the latter’s expression darkened considerably, especially upon hearing that Huang Jue had attempted to kill Gai Yan with a venom-coated dagger, which enraged him. Yufeng had thought of many things but realized he could not share any of them with Yuanzi. Sure enough, while Shen Li was still drinking coffee at the café, his phone rang. Seeing it was Dong Ge’s call, Shen Li grew anxious but answered it cautiously. He also secretly bought shares to strengthen himself. As Lin Muyang said, unwilling to remain ordinary, he intended to find a way to unseat Huo Xiangji before his position solidified. “Are you still unwilling to accept it? Mere brute strength without strategy will only lead to defeat,” Xuantian Fei said, looking with deep frustration at these reckless scions of noble families who only knew how to fight and shout. “Thank you, Your Majesty, for your favor. It is not that I refuse to go, but I wish to live a little longer,” Chen Che said as he took the jade pendant and quickly tucked it into his chest, fearing that Xuantian Fei might revoke the imperial decree.

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King Zhou was quite courteous to the princess consort, raising his hand to help her up, exchanging polite greetings, and asking if she had enjoyed her conversation with Yuan Niang. He also invited her to visit the palace more often when she had free time. The wait was somewhat agonizing. Li Tie had gone out for quite a while before returning. Seeing they were still there, he didn’t stop to chat but wandered off to another place. Li Jiayu and Fang Qin continued their intermittent conversation without acknowledging him. Thinking again about the people arranged by Pi Guangming, honestly, he was not familiar with their backgrounds. Although Pi Guangming was an old customer, it seemed the people from Southeast Province were no more formidable than this group from the Bai family. With this in mind, the manager made up his mind to secure the room for Bai Qiugang at all costs. As for her now, it didn’t matter much; the key was Fangfang. She had already been exposed right under the Council’s watchful eyes. Although the reasons and extent of her exposure were still unknown, it was clearly a grave crisis. Currently, the best way to protect her was to bring out Lilian. Fangfang smiled slightly but, unlike other transgender individuals who might glance around flirtatiously, she calmly stared ahead. Zelo approached in deep thought. For Ou Qingke, there was no choice but to fight. He had also received news that Zhang Jialiang was secretly arranging his capture. Zhang Jialiang handed over photos related to Wang Xia to Wang Yong, explaining the general situation. Wang Yong cracked his knuckles loudly. Zhang Jialiang believed that with Wang Yong’s special forces skills, resolving the matter properly would not be difficult. “No need to tell me, no need to explain. Whatever your relationship with Chen Ying, I will take good care of her. You should go rest now; I’ll call you when breakfast is ready,” Zheng Qing said without turning back, preparing the morning meal. Nan Feng said nothing in response, though what Yuan Anning suggested was not hard to find — the difficulty lay in finding the right person. Then Lin Yong kicked the lion on the ground, sending it rolling several meters away, immediately surrounded by lionesses. It seemed Lin Yong had held back, saving some strength. The lion struggled for a while before limping up, retreating amid the lionesses’ protection. “Alright, I got it. I know you need meat. I’ll prepare some for you shortly,” Mu Zifei said, patting Hong Lin’s head. Jiao Yang took off his jacket, shoes, and socks, exposing as much skin as possible to the air. His body shimmered faintly as he followed A Xin out boldly.

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“Pfft,” the crowd glanced disdainfully at the thin young man, mocking how he spoke as if he had witnessed everything firsthand based on hearsay. Fang Jin nodded slightly but remained troubled. Although Su Huai’s words made sense, doing nothing still left him uneasy. “Brother Fang, do all of you in your line of work say things like that?” Su Huai looked at Fang Jin, wanting to laugh but unable to hold back, his face flushing red. Suddenly, an inexplicable embarrassment washed over her, her cheeks burning with a vivid blush. Zheng Pinghe, scowling, glared and suddenly reached out, knocking Zheng Yun’s head sharply. Usually, no matter how noisy it was around him, he could concentrate and work, but today he was somewhat distracted, uncontrollably recalling certain scenes. Outside the campus, the streets were deserted, only an old security guard humming to himself while reading the newspaper in the guardroom. Although Zheng Yun didn’t care about what rewards he might receive, he would not discard the blessings from heaven. With such an opportunity, of course he intended to cherish it. His demeanor was like that of a grandfather at home, putting others at ease. He was also like a compassionate Buddha, seemingly able to embrace everything. Lü Jiaxin stared at the message he sent. Was the company he mentioned the office building from that day? Did he work there?