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Ling Ziyun fled from Ling City and escaped to An City.

An City, located to the west of Ling City, is a third-tier city.

Although it is only a third-tier city, the spiritual energy in this city is no less abundant than that of the ancient capital, Ling City.

Ling Ziyun thought that by escaping here, he could get far away from Li Xiaoyao, but he had overlooked something.

Li Xiaoyao might not chase him for miles to kill him, but the Wu Family could indeed find him for a member of their clan in the Condensing Qi Bone Refining Realm.

In an inconspicuous adobe house, just as Ling Ziyun stepped out, he hadn't taken a few steps before he saw two middle-aged men turn the corner of the alley ahead, looking at him expressionlessly.

Ling Ziyun's body trembled slightly, and he instinctively retreated, a hint of panic appearing in his eyes.

"I have nothing to do with the death of Senior Wu!" Ling Ziyun explained as he retreated.

The two men took steps forward, their tone not showing the slightest ripple, calm as a lake.

"Oh? It seems you might know something," they said.

"I don't know anything," Ling Ziyun shook his head and turned to flee.

The two men vanished in an instant like ghosts, and the next moment they were already blocking Ling Ziyun's path.

"Die or tell us what you know!" they demanded.

"Gulp!" Ling Ziyun's throat moved as he swallowed, saying, "It was Li Xiaoyao, Li Xiaoyao killed him!"

"Li Xiaoyao?" The two men were puzzled.

The one capable of killing Senior Wu would definitely not be an ordinary person; their cultivation level must at least be in the Condensing Qi Bone Refining Realm.

And a cultivator who reached this realm would certainly not be a nobody.

However, they had genuinely never heard the name Li Xiaoyao before.

"Continue speaking."

Ling Ziyun calmed his emotions and slowly began to reveal everything he knew.

After listening, the two men exchanged a serious look and said, "Take him back. We must report this matter to the Family Head immediately!"

...

Zhuo Yi drove into the Purple Sky Manor and, after parking her car, walked slowly into the community.

This community was high-end, with a high rate of greenery, as if secluded from the world.

Zhuo Yi felt somewhat melancholic, wondering when she would be able to live in a community of this caliber.

Perhaps, even with a lifetime of effort, she couldn't afford to buy a set of rooms here.

Could it be, in the end, she had to depend on a man?

Zhuo Yi arrived at the central building, the best in the community, pressed the door number, and the entrance soon opened.

Zhuo Yi took the elevator to Zhang Meng's home and greeted her with a hug when they met.

Zhang Meng's father recently seemed to have found a second lease on life, looking completely transformed from the inside out.

Good spirits follow good fortune; this saying is true.

Going from being in debt by two hundred thousand to suddenly having a house and car in a lower-tier city—anyone's mood would not be too bad in his situation.

Zhang Meng's father, having nothing better to do, would take strolls around the community daily. Upon hearing that his daughter's friend was visiting today, he naturally wanted to give them some private space.

"Zhuo Yi, come on in," said Zhang Meng, happily ushering her in.

Taking advantage of the moment Zhang Meng turned around, Zhuo Yi quickly surveyed the interior of the house, her envy unmistakable.

...

After breakfast, Lin Yuanyuan, sitting in the passenger seat, directed, "Go to Lin Corporation."

"I don't know the way," Li Xiaoyao said with a sense of entitlement.

Lin Yuanyuan responded impatiently, "Use the navigation."

Li Xiaoyao wanted to argue with her, but when he thought about the terrifying way she acted when she got mad, he decided it was better to just give in.

Such a scene of uproar and chaos was really unnecessary.

The Lin Corporation was also located in the city center, and it seemed that all the big companies were established there. It had apparently become a symbol of wealth and status.

As they got out of the car and stood in front of the office building that was no less grand than the Fanyang Group's, Li Xiaoyao asked, "You work here?"

Taking off her sunglasses, Lin Yuanyuan said, "My dad is on a business trip. Today, the Ling City Morning Paper is coming to discuss the ad placements for next year, and I have to tactfully reject them."

"Reject? Why reject? Isn't ad placement a good thing?"

Lin Yuanyuan gave him a look as if he were an idiot and said, "Doesn't it cost money?"

"With the size of Lin Corporation, would you care about that bit of ad cost?" Li Xiaoyao wore an expression that said you-have-money-you-should-advertise.

Lin Yuanyuan rolled her eyes and weakly swung her elegant handbag, unusually refraining from arguing with him.

"I'm not going to waste words with an outsider," she said, leaving Li Xiaoyao speechless with a single sentence.

As they entered the building, everyone who saw Lin Yuanyuan greeted her without exception, respectfully saying: "Director Lin."

"Director Lin?" Li Xiaoyao asked, "You're a director?"

"Lin Corporation is a family enterprise. My dad has only one daughter. Who do you think he would give the company shares to if not to me?" Lin Yuanyuan felt like she was running out of eye rolls.

Li Xiaoyao trailed half a step behind, his gaze falling on her bare, flawlessly white back.

As if feeling Li Xiaoyao's gaze, Lin Yuanyuan said without turning back, "Suddenly think that I'm a top grade beauty? Feeling an urge to pin me down and have your way with me? It's normal to have such thoughts. After all, I was born beautiful."

Li Xiaoyao's face twitched, and he responded, "Being confident is good, but always living in a dream, that's an illness, and it needs to be treated."

"Hmph," Lin Yuanyuan decided to temporarily not argue with Li Xiaoyao, as it would easily affect her image in the company.

Lin Yuanyuan had scheduled the meeting with the Ling City Morning Paper at 10:40 AM, which was actually somewhat late, and an awkward time slot.

Generally speaking, for business appointments, you either meet very early so there's enough time to go home after the discussion.

Or you meet very late, just around lunchtime, so if the talk isn't finished, you can continue over a meal.

Lin Yuanyuan had deliberately chosen this time slot, not considering the time it would take for the other party to return home, nor intending to treat them to lunch.

In the spacious conference room, aside from Lin Yuanyuan and Li Xiaoyao, there were three others from the other party.

Two men and one woman, dressed formally yet not rigidly, casual with a hint of dynamism.

"Miss Lin, hello, my name is Zhang Yue, and I'm the chairman of the Morning Paper," Zhang Yue looked to be in his forties, dressed young, but the youthful attire coupled with his age looked quite odd.

"Hello."

After a simple mutual introduction, they were acquainted.

Li Xiaoyao sat at one corner of the long table, legs crossed, watching them.

"Miss Lin, who is this gentleman?" the only woman asked curiously.

Lin Yuanyuan answered, "My bodyguard, Li Xiaoyao."

Li Xiaoyao, as if not hearing their conversation, nonchalantly took out a cigarette and lit it without a care in the world.

This behavior made the brows of Zhang Yue and the others furrow.

A bodyguard smoking in front of his employer and important guests without so much as asking for permission?

This was simply outrageous.

Yet, Lin Yuanyuan didn't seem bothered at all, and she said, "Chairman Zhang, Lin Corporation won't continue placing ads in your paper next year."

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