32: Chapter 32 Li Yu, help!

Bright Moon Company.

Cultivation Department, Eighth Floor, inside the Director's office.

"Yes, understood. Don't worry, as soon as things are over, I'll write the note immediately!"

Zhang Hai was on the phone, looking to be in a good mood. He was beaming with joy as he spoke; anyone who didn't know better would think he'd found a second youth.

Supervisor Chen stood quietly to the side, the excitement on his face impossible to hide.

After a moment, Zhang Hai hung up the phone.

"Brother Hai, are we finally going to make a move?" Supervisor Chen asked excitedly.

"Mm," Zhang Hai smiled. "The Golden Horned Small Dragon is on the verge of death. It just so happens that the President and Special Assistant Yang are away. The President had Supervisor Song take that newcomer to handle it."

Supervisor Chen's face was ecstatic. "Good, good, good! That's perfect! This way, not only that damn newcomer, but that fellow Song Wan will also have to bear joint responsibility."

At this thought, the smile on Supervisor Chen's face grew even wider.

Since being kicked out of the cultivation room by Song Wan last time, the anger in his heart had never subsided.

If he hadn't known the issue with the Golden Horned Small Dragon would blow up sooner or later, he would have found other ways to make life difficult for that guy.

Heaven rewards those who wait; after several days of patient waiting, he had finally found the perfect opportunity.

The Golden Horned Small Dragon's condition had relapsed. With Special Assistant Yang and the President away, the Vice President was in charge of the company, and the Vice President was on their side.

It was no exaggeration to say that once Supervisor Song and that damn Intern arrived at the Director's house and the Golden Horned Small Dragon died, with a little maneuvering on their end, they could have both of them fired.

The one writing the note is one of ours, and the one approving it is also one of ours.

This time...

He couldn't even imagine how he could lose.

"Just two insignificant little characters, no need to worry about them. How is that batch of goods coming along?"

A hint of caution appeared on Zhang Hai's face.

Supervisor Chen replied, "Very smoothly. It's already been mixed in with the original stock."

"Can it get past quality control?"

"Yes. We thickened the casing, and the person in charge of quality control is one of ours. It definitely won't be discovered."

"That's good."

"It's just..." Supervisor Chen hesitated.

"Just what?" Zhang Hai asked.

"Is this really okay? This batch of low-quality Poison-type materials—if they're used on a large scale, I'm afraid..."

Before Supervisor Chen could finish, Zhang Hai interrupted him.

"Eh! What's there to worry about?"

"Only fools take Poison-type orders these days. Even if someone does, if the cultivation fails, they won't suspect the materials; they'll just think their own skills are lacking. After all, ninety-nine percent of Poison-type materials are lethal. What's so strange about poisoning one or two, or three or four, battle beasts to death?"

Zhang Hai snorted indifferently and said unhurriedly:

"Besides, it's not a bad thing. A few dead battle beasts just means a small performance deduction. Others will fear their success rate dropping and naturally won't take Poison-type orders anymore. The matter will be covered up just like that."

"Next month happens to be the time for disposing of waste materials. We'll find a reason then to clean up that batch. This way, the loop is closed. No one will be able to find any problems. We'll split the money, and the matter is resolved."

Supervisor Chen breathed a great sigh of relief upon hearing this. He smiled flatteringly and complimented, "That's good, that's good. As expected of Director Zhang, your foresight is far beyond mine."

"You still have a long way to go."

"Yes, yes, yes, you're right."

...

On the other side.

Amidst an oppressive silence, the car arrived in front of a large building.

Ningyang City Battle Beast Research Institute.

The only official battle beast Research Institute in Ningyang City. It is an institution specifically for official battle beast cultivation projects, responsible for the cultivation of battle beasts for agencies including the Security Bureau and the City Defense Bureau.

After the Golden Horned Small Dragon's accident, Director Wang, out of concern for his daughter, contacted many people before finally sending the battle beast to this most authoritative institution in Ningyang City.

Standing at the entrance, Supervisor Song took a deep breath. With a mental soundtrack of someone marching to their doom, he walked into the building, with Li Yu following closely behind.

"Excuse me, which cultivation room is the Golden Horned Small Dragon in? The one brought in today for emergency treatment?" Supervisor Song asked.

"Third floor, the first room."

"Thank you."

Having confirmed the location, the two took the elevator and quickly reached the third floor. As soon as the elevator doors opened, a chorus of heart-wrenching wails reached them. The BGM in Supervisor Song's head stopped abruptly; his expression froze, and he suddenly snapped to his senses, his legs trembling involuntarily.

This was Director Wang's precious daughter.

If this matter wasn't handled well, not only the Breeder Li Yu, but even he, who had brought him along, would have to bear joint responsibility.

By then, the entire cultivation industry in Ningyang City would likely have no place for either of them.

Supervisor Song stood motionless, as if what lay beyond the elevator wasn't a hallway, but hell itself.

"Supervisor Song? We're on the third floor." Li Yu reminded him from a corner of the elevator. It wasn't that he didn't want to step out, but Supervisor Song's massive frame was blocking the exit; he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

"Li Yu."

"Hmm?"

"If the two of us lose our jobs, you have to look after your brother a bit in the future. I'm over thirty-five; it's hard to find work. You're still young, and you've got a thick skin. With your skills, you'll be fine."

Supervisor Song said earnestly, even with a hint of pleading.

Li Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Alright, I understand."

Having received Li Yu's assurance, Supervisor Song took a deep breath and strode out of the elevator. However, because of the previous delay, the elevator doors automatically closed just as he stepped out, and Li Yu didn't have time to follow.

Looking at the elevator as it continued to rise.

Li Yu fell silent.

He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but Li Yu seemed to hear Supervisor Song's wail: "Li Yu~ Li Yu~~~"

No, wailing so loudly, aren't you afraid the Golden Horned Small Dragon's family will find you?

To prevent Supervisor Song from being torn apart by the angry family members, Li Yu hurriedly pressed several elevator buttons. The fourth floor passed; only the fifth floor responded.

Upon reaching the fifth floor, Li Yu didn't have the patience to wait for the elevator and ran quickly down the stairs.

By the time he ran down to the third floor, it was a chaotic scene.

In the hallway, Supervisor Song was surrounded by a group of girls. Normally, he would be secretly delighted, thinking his second youth had arrived, but now, each girl's face was distorted with rage, their eyes burning with a fire that looked ready to tear him apart.

Yet he couldn't fight back; he could only brace himself and take it.

After all, Director Wang's daughter was among them, and regardless of the details, Bright Moon Company was in the wrong this time.

Even if this unethical mess wasn't Supervisor Song's doing, who else could they blame when he was the one representing the company?

"How does your Bright Moon Company even cultivate? You've harmed such a wonderful battle beast like this!" one girl said agitatedly.

"Exactly! You're destroying someone's battle beast! Mengting is so talented; do you have any idea how much it will affect her if her battle beast dies?" another girl shouted.

"Small Dragon was fine, then suddenly it's bleeding everywhere. All the previous symptoms have reappeared, and they're even worse. I didn't offend you; why would you do this to me!" Wang Mengting cried, her eyes red and swollen, her voice choking with sobs.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Supervisor Song's ears were ringing. All the insults, accusations, questions, and "greetings" to his family members blended together like a drill, buzzing into his ears and turning his brain to mush.

The composure he had before arriving vanished completely, and the apologies and countermeasures he had prepared on the way were wiped clean.

A thousand words boiled down to a single sentence.

Brother Li... help me!!!