71: Zhao Shan's Madness

Zhao Shan sat in the CEO's office with a gloomy expression.

President Wei's ice coffin was placed in the corner, radiating a faint coolness in the sweltering summer.

Xu An was currently raging at his subordinates, livid and ferocious: "Are you all pigs!? The Guardian Bureau said to blockade this place, and you just let them blockade it!?"

Wei Lan was kneeling beside the ice coffin, gazing at her brother's body with gentle eyes, her palm gently stroking the surface of the ice coffin repeatedly, just like when they were children, wiping his cheek.

His subordinate's face was bitter: "Steward Xu, it was the high-level combat powers of the Guardian Bureau who personally came out to blockade it; we couldn't possibly win."

Those people from the Guardian Bureau are like military ruffians; they only recognize the supreme commander's orders and disregard all others.

General Liu's prestige in the military and the Guardian Bureau was already very high; if he ordered soldiers to charge with satchels of explosives to detonate, the soldiers would rush forward without batting an eye, not to mention that the people sent this time had clearly shed blood.

How could these people be their opponents?

Xu An clenched his fists tightly in anger, but ultimately suppressed his fury: "Get out!"

Zhao Shan took a deep breath, rubbed his face: "Has Leng Yue confessed everything?"

Xu An was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Leng Yue's Cultivation and Aptitude were crippled; he confessed everything once he was inside, and he even wrote a report letter, but the informant doesn't know the specific content."

Wei Lan said calmly without turning her head: "I've probed the high-level officials; they seem to have some understanding of the situation here and won't send further reinforcements."

Zhao Shan's face was so gloomy it could drip water; he gritted his teeth: "I've already contacted my parents; my parents said as long as I can leave Liang City, they have a way to get me out."

The three of them fell silent simultaneously.

Leave Liang City?

Now they couldn't even get out of this building.

Those Cultivator from the Guardian Bureau outside really knew how to unleash killing moves.

If no Eight-Order Great Power had intervened in this matter, they could still have relied on their status to act arrogantly.

However, once an Eight-Order Great Power made a move, no one dared to come forward and protect them.

Xu An was unwilling: "Young Master Zhao, aren't they sending even a tiny bit of reinforcement from above? Aren't they afraid of disheartening us subordinates?"

Zhao Shan looked at Xu An, his face gloomy and slightly distorted, veins throbbing on his forehead: "After Leng Yue was captured, they immediately teleported a Seventh-Order Elder overnight to investigate the situation."

Xu An's face brightened with joy: "I knew they wouldn't abandon us!"

Zhao Shan looked at him, his face still distorted, spitting out each word: "That Seventh-Order Elder, sacrificed his magic power and fled overnight."

Xu An's face was stunned: "This... how is this possible!"

Zhao Shan didn't want to look at him anymore, exuding a low pressure: "He only sensed the Qi of First-Order and Second-Order Cultivator at the scene."

And Leng Yue was a Fourth-Order Cultivator; could he have been crippled in Cultivation and Aptitude by a Second-Order Cultivator?

The Eight-Order Great Power was clearly fishing here, so the reinforcing Seventh-Order Elder dared not stay, fleeing at lightning speed with sparks and flashes, afraid that if he ran too slowly, he would be caught and annihilated.

Cultivate the Dao is not easy, cherish it as you go.

The divination results from above were also very auspicious.

As long as no reinforcements were sent to Liang City, it would be very auspicious.

If reinforcements were sent, it didn't show auspiciousness either.

But it didn't show inauspiciousness either.

It's just that the divination indicated that any dispatched reinforcements would die of old age, their Qi severed.

No matter which reinforcement target was chosen, the divination was the same, without exception.

If everyone was like this, who would still dare to come?

Dying of old age sometimes isn't a good term; it might mean being trapped in a Small World by a Great Power until death, with no hope of breaking free.

The waters of Liang City are too deep; the Three-Leaf Clover Group headquarters felt they couldn't control it and decided to abandon it resolutely.

Xu An clutched his hair, his eyes red: "The Great Power will make a move around seven or eight in the evening; we must think of a way to escape before then."

Wei Lan smiled faintly, looking at her brother in the ice coffin and leaning against it: "With good luck, we might die soon, no need to wait until seven or eight in the evening."

Zhao Shan's face was sinister as he looked at the other two: "What other use do we have?"

Xu An's face was gloomy: "What use could we have?"

The air fell silent.

Does an Eight-Order Great Power need the usefulness of small figures like them?

An Eight-Order Great Power merely intended to target them, and the Guardian Bureau, the Supervision Bureau, the Dan Yao Association, and others immediately scurried over to create endless trouble for them, afraid of displeasing the Great Power.

Initially, these people thought it was an assassin, but after seeing the Guardian Bureau's unusual actions, the clever ones followed suit and did the same once or twice, and anyone with a bit of sense had already guessed the general intelligence the Guardian Bureau had obtained.

A Great Power had entered the fray.

Otherwise, would the Guardian Bureau need to be so cautious?

"Thump-thump."

The room immediately fell silent.

A faint, almost imperceptible Cultivator's Qi lingered at the doorway.

The problem arose.

Where was the Qi of the guards at the door?

Zhao Shan took a deep breath, straightened his tie and clothes, sat up straight, and prepared to face what was coming.

Xu An's face changed from ferocious to pale, from pale to helpless, and finally, he just gave a bitter smile and tidied his clothes.

Wei Lan remained motionless, her eyes fixed on her sleeping brother in the ice coffin, a trace of tenderness appearing on her face as she whispered: "Brother, big sister is here to accompany you."

Wei Lan softly hummed the lullaby she used to sing to soothe her brother when he was little, her mind replaying his mischievous antics from childhood, and his arrogant declaration that he would achieve great things and go to the West to get a Ph.D. in management, as well as his private tears about why he had no Cultivation talent.

Her brother's talent was only Second-Order; in other places, he would be a great talent, but born into the Wei Family, he was considered useless.

Everyone looked down on her brother.

Only Wei Lan, who was wholeheartedly determined to protect her younger brother, became the branch's spokesperson, legitimately sending her brother to Liang City to take up his post in that capacity.

The world is vast, there are many conflicts, and many people look down on you.

But, big sister will protect you, forever, forever...

There are no great Family here, no Cultivation disputes here, and many people here will look up to her brother.

Tears dripped onto the ice coffin, each drop freezing into an ice droplet.

Brother was gone.

Brother was forever asleep.

Brother would never wake up and call her big sister again.

The door was pushed open, and the bodies of two guards fell in with the opening door.

The second-generation Violent Justice Emissary walked in, thoughtfully dragging the sleeping guards inside and hanging a "Busy" sign on the door, so no one would disturb them later.

The Violent Justice Emissary turned around, looked at them, and chuckled: "Finally, we meet, three of you."

The CEO's office was silent.

"Thump!"

Zhao Shan was the first to kneel, his face pale: "Immortal, this was all President Wei's fault; we were all forced!"

Xu An followed, kneeling and pleading with cupped hands: "Immortal, I am willing to serve you like an ox or a horse, even surrender to you."

By this point, if these two still couldn't guess that the Violent Justice Emissary was a Great Power's chess piece, they truly had no brains.

Tang Gao, who was controlling the Violent Justice Emissary, didn't look at these two spineless fellows, but instead looked at Wei Lan in the corner: "Why doesn't she kneel?"

Pure curiosity, no other reason.

Wei Lan looked at her brother reluctantly, pushed open the lid of the ice coffin, and gently stroked her brother's face: "Brother, big sister will avenge you now."

President Wei remained motionless, silently sleeping in the ice coffin.

Wei Lan stood up, drew a soft sword from her waist, turned to look at the Violent Justice Emissary, sacrificed her life and Cultivation, and let out the most painful and angry roar, instantly transforming into a cold light that shot towards the Violent Justice Emissary.

Tang Gao was slightly stunned and unleashed a wave of punitive flames that struck her body.

Wei Lan instantly turned into ashes, leaving in a blaze, saving a cremation coupon.

Tang Gao couldn't be bothered to understand why that woman went berserk; in the endless Reincarnation, such things were commonplace.

"Do you two have any last words?"

Zhao Shan swallowed: "Venerable, I am willing to offer the Zhao Family's Cultivation secret manual!"

Xu An hurriedly pulled out his phone from his pocket, displaying saved photos: "Venerable, this is the Xu Family's mechanism art!"

Tang Gao smiled and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, you have good insight."

Once I've fleeced you, I'll slaughter you both.