80: Chapter 80 is over? Too weak! From now on, you're the boss's wife!

The massive industrial meat grinder finally stopped turning after a few muffled "clunk" sounds.

It wasn't because it ran out of power, but because... it got jammed.

Wang Sen, the once arrogant Vice President of Li Group who had devoured the ghost king gu.

At this moment, he had completely turned into a pile of indescribable dark red minced meat, intertwined with those rusty gears, emitting a nauseating, fishy stench.

"Is that it?"

Mary stood on the high platform, pouting in disappointment as she spun the wrench in her hand rapidly.

"I thought this big guy could last a couple more rounds, but it turns out he's just a flashy show-off who couldn't even take one punch from Master."

"One punch?"

Su Yang stood beside the meat grinder, looking at the pile of rotten meat, a cold sneer curling the corner of his lips.

"Is he even worthy?"

"That punch just now? I didn't even use ten percent of my strength."

Just then.

"Hum—"

A cloud of ink-black smoke suddenly drifted out from the pile of still minced meat.

The smoke twisted and rolled in mid-air, finally struggling to condense into a ferocious human face—it was exactly Wang Sen's appearance!

Only now, he was reduced to just a soul.

And because of the backlash from the ghost king gu, his soul was extremely unstable, as if it could dissipate at any moment.

"Su Yang... I'm not reconciled... I'm not reconciled!!"

The ghost face let out a shrill roar. It wasn't begging Su Yang for mercy, but rather, driven by a madness to take him down together, it lunged fiercely at Su Yang!

"I will curse you! I will drag you down to Hell with me!!"

"You're already dead, yet you still want to pollute the environment."

Su Yang didn't even lift an eyelid.

He simply extended a finger, and a wisp of golden electric arc danced on his fingertip.

"Palm Thunder."

Zzzzt—!

A small but extremely dazzling bolt of lightning instantly pierced through the black mist.

"Ah—!!!"

Wang Sen's remnant soul let out one last scream.

Under that extremely rigid and masculine power of thunder, he was instantly beaten into Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, leaving him no chance to even become a ghost.

At the moment the soul dissipated, a small insect, only the size of a rice grain, pitch-black all over with a pair of transparent wings on its back, fell down.

That was the corpse of the mother insect of the "ghost king gu".

"So this is the thing that controlled him?"

Su Yang bent down to pick up the dead insect and examined it before his eyes.

"Nanyang Gu techniques combined with Xiangxi corpse driving methods; it seems that Ghost Granny really has some tricks up her sleeve."

"However..."

Su Yang clenched his palm, crushing the insect corpse into powder.

"That's all it amounts to."

After dealing with Wang Sen, Su Yang clapped his hands and turned to look at Ye Yuqing on the high platform.

At this moment, although Ye Yuqing had been rescued by Mary, she was still in a state of extreme weakness and terror.

After all, anyone who had been hung over a meat grinder for half a day, and witnessed live human transformation, a biohazard, and even dismemberment—restricted-level scenes like these—would have their psychological defenses collapse.

"Su... Su Yang..."

Seeing Su Yang walk over, Ye Yuqing tried to stand up, but found her legs were as soft as noodles and she couldn't exert any strength.

"Alright, don't force yourself."

Su Yang walked up to her, and without another word, scooped her up by the waist.

"Ah!"

Ye Yuqing exclaimed, subconsciously wrapping her arms around Su Yang's neck, and a hint of color finally returned to her pale face.

"What? Weak in the knees?"

Su Yang looked down at her, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Were you captivated by my heroic posture just now?"

"You... stop being so full of yourself!"

Ye Yuqing buried her head in his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her trembling body finally calming down.

"Thank you... for saving me again."

"Just saying thank you won't do."

Su Yang carried her as he walked out, with Mary following obediently behind.

"For the debt of saving your life, either you offer yourself to me, or... you work for me for the rest of your life."

"Which one do you want to choose?"

"I..." Ye Yuqing blushed, her voice as faint as a mosquito's, "Then... I'll choose to work for you. But my salary requirements are very high."

"Salary?"

Su Yang laughed generously.

"Don't worry, as long as you're willing to come, the entire financial power of the Agency will be handed over to you."

"There seems to be over a hundred million in cash lying in there right now, right? You can spend it however you like."

"One... one hundred million?!"

Ye Yuqing suddenly lifted her head, her eyes wide as copper bells.

As a Counselor with a monthly salary of only five thousand yuan, where would she have ever seen so much money?

"Did you... did you rob a bank?"

"Robbing a bank doesn't make money as fast as this." Su Yang shrugged, "This was all sponsored by those kind-hearted people."

"So, Head Steward Ye, do you accept this offer?"

Ye Yuqing looked into Su Yang's deep eyes, bit her lip, and finally nodded firmly.

"I accept! Why wouldn't I?"

"Anyway, I can't stay at the school anymore, and I'm sick of all those rumors and gossip."

"From today on, this lady is your... personal steward!"

"That's more like it."

Su Yang nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's go, home!"

...Half an hour later.

Locust Tree Alley 44.

When Su Yang walked into the courtyard carrying Ye Yuqing, who was tattered and wearing torn stockings.

Zhou Mingyue and Liu Waner, who were fertilizing the spirit crystal rice in the courtyard, along with Su Qingcheng floating in the air and Chu Ling squatting on the ground counting ants, all looked over in unison.

"Boss! You this..."

Zhou Mingyue looked at Ye Yuqing's miserable yet somewhat ambiguous appearance, and her soul of gossip instantly ignited.

"Is this what you called 'cleaning up the house'? How did you end up cleaning up a great beauty and bringing her back?"

"And... with these torn clothes, the battle must have been quite intense, right?"

"Ahem!"

Ye Yuqing's face flushed so red it looked like it was dripping blood.

She hurriedly struggled to jump down from Su Yang's arms and tidied up her tattered skirt.

"Don't misunderstand, I was... I was kidnapped..."

"Let me introduce everyone."

Su Yang clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention.

"This is Ye Yuqing, formerly a Counselor at Jiangzhou University."

"From today on, she is our Agency's Financial Director and Head Steward."

"From now on, for money to buy groceries, clothes, and cosmetics, you all have to get her approval."

"Financial Director?!"

Hearing these four words, all the women present had their eyes light up instantly.

"Hello, Sister Ye! I'm Zhou Mingyue! The Agency's receptionist!"

"Sister Ye, your skin is so good! I'm Liu Waner, currently responsible for... uh, responsible for washing dishes and farming."

"Greetings, Miss Ye." Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue also bowed slightly in greeting.

Even Mary leaned in: "Then can I also come to you for my blood plasma reimbursement forms?"

Looking at this group of overly enthusiastic and diverse "colleagues" before her, Ye Yuqing felt a bit dazed.

Especially when she saw Liu Waner, a wealthy heiress wearing a cool camisole dress while holding a hoe, her worldview was even more shocked.

"Su... Su Yang..."

Ye Yuqing tugged at the corner of Su Yang's shirt and asked in a low voice:

"Is this Agency of yours... really legitimate?"

"Why does it look like a... shelter for beauties?"

"Absolutely legitimate!"

Su Yang said righteously.

"We have a business license!"

"Although the scope of business is a bit... broad, and the composition of employees is a bit... complex."

"But our tenet is: Serve the people! Solve problems for humans and ghosts!"

"Alright, Mingyue, take Sister Ye to take a bath and change into some clothes."

"Waner, go cook a bowl of noodles to calm her nerves."

"Yes! Boss!"

Watching Ye Yuqing being surrounded like the moon among stars, Su Yang stretched and looked at the rising sun on the horizon.

"Got a steward, got someone to farm, and got a fighter."

"This life is getting more and more promising."

"However..."

"That Ghost Granny, and the duel on the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month..."

"It seems I need to hurry up and improve my strength."

"System, open the attribute panel!"