This book will contain sayings and learnings that I have encountered and learned throughout the years.

This is just me writing down what is on my head.

Upon finding out that Vladimir was sashaying out of the shop, Zhang Zian broke down inside. The f*ck… You can do it this way too?
He just saw it squatting down at the stairs outside of the shop, and shook its front paw that it had used to punch to wall. "Hu… God d*mn, it's quite tough. No matter how tough it is, it is just a paper tiger!"
When the other elfins saw what happened, they were almost so shocked their jaws dropped!
"Ga ga! What's with this situation? Are my eyes messed up?" Richard raised its wings and rubbed its eyes.
This is not scientific! That light punch actually managed to pierce through the restriction set by the game?
"Master, your facial expression doesn't seem that good…" Li Kun noticed his expression and reminded him, "It's like you have eaten a few flies…"
"Don't bullsh*t! Right, these past few days when I was not here, did you both stir up trouble?" Zhang Zian asked.
"No, how could anything happen? We just went to play at the seaside a few times," Wang Qian and Li Kun solemnly promised. "We are all good citizens that follow the law before we are done training. We won't stir up trouble."
"Is this a stray cat? It looks like a British Shorthair, but it also doesn't really look like…" Wang Qian pointed at Vladimir.
"No, this is a cat I brought back from a friend's house in the capital. He didn't want to keep it anymore, so I took it," Zhang Zian blurted without thinking. "And also, it isn't a British Shorthair. It's probably a cross breed of Russian Blue.
The Russian Blue was quite rare in China, and the price was quite expensive. It would not be given to others normally, but if it was a cross breed of Russian Blue, then it was believable.
"Russian Blue… Ah, no wonder…" Wang Qian was angry. "I thought it was a stray cat."
"If you have nothing to do then quickly go and do you work." Zhang Zian waved his hand to chase them away.
Wang Qian and Li Kun stuck out their tongues, scattering in every direction. They asked in their hearts why it was that as soon as master came back, his mood was not good.
"Vladimir, you… you really managed to get out? How did you do it?" Zhang Zian squatted down, trying to touch the position where the invisible wall was. Of course, he could not feel anything.
"Haha, it's very simple! As long as there is a will in your heart and you have a metal fist, you can do it!" Vladimir said freely.
"A metal fist and whatever can be put aside. What kind of will do you have?" he continued to ask.
It thought about it and answered, "As long as you strongly believe that you are the truth, then that's enough!"
Zhang Zian seemed to understand it a bit. When normal people did things, they would more or less have a bit of doubt, feeling as though they couldn't do it. They thought that they couldn't manage to learn it, or felt as though they did not have the ability… but Vladimir was different. In its heart, it did not have any bit of doubt towards itself. It strongly believed that what it was doing was right. It strongly believed that its thought was the real truth. It strongly believed that it could do it.
And thus, it did it.
What kind of strong spirit was this?
The only problem was that he hoped that what it was doing and what it was thinking was right. Otherwise, that kind of strong spirit doing the wrong thing… It might even cause greater trouble than the Holy Cat Statue.
Old Time Tea walked over. It sighed and said, " Zian, no wonder it's the Warding Off Evil Cat. It can even pierce through that kind of imaginary air wall with its fist. Those evil spirits and ghosts would probably not be able to stand a chance…"
Zhang Zian nodded to agree. Old Time Tea had already talked about the main point. Before that, they were very scared of the Holy Cat Statue, a thing that was lying in between life and death. They were not even clear as to whether it was considered a living thing or not, much less how to deal with it… But the might from Vladimir's fist, even the air wall can be pierced through. If it hit the ordinary evil spirit or ghost, it might become powder…
He remembered that in Pi's Untitled book there was another Buddhist Hymn that was like a prediction: "The golden monkey makes a vigorous stick with his great stick and the sky is crystal clear for ten thousand miles. Today, we call for the Great-sage Sun, but only the evil cat reappears again!"
Although Great-Sage Sun was in a legend, it was quite a famous character that warded off evil spirits. There was nothing wrong, right?
The gold monkey had to be changed to a blue cat, and the Great-Sage Sun had to be changed to the Warding Off Evil Cat. That would be more suitable.
Thinking about it carefully, the punch of Vladimir was probably not a normal punch by physics. After all, both the punch speed and force were not very fast or strong. No matter how great it was, it could not go against the laws of Physics. So was it some kind of… belief attack?
If it were an attack based on physics, then Old Time Tea was still the best.
After interacting with Vladimir for such a short time, he found that sometimes it acted very old, but sometimes, it was very childish. For example, before it did its action, it yelled out the name of the move. The most unique point was that… it liked to use famous sayings from famous people.
"Vladimir, I have a suggestion: When you use famous sayings from famous people, can you also use Roosevelt, Churchill, and those kinds of famous people's sayings? It's just like when you are shearing sheep––you can't only stare at two or three sheep. What if you accidentally shear the sheep bald?" he suggested.
Vladimir stared at him strangely. It thought about it and said, "All right, I'll consider."
"Good morning, Mr. Store Manager."
"Good morning, Store Manager." Just as they were talking about it, Lu Yiyun and Jiang Feifei came into the shop one by one for work. As soon as they arrived, they saw Zhang Zian squatting at the doorway. Next to him, there was a blue cat squatting down.
"Good morning. How was it? Did you manage to whale watch?" Zhang Zian stood up and asked.
Jiang Feifei excitedly said, "We managed to see some! We went practically every day the last few days. In the end, we only managed to see whales one day, and they were a bit far. It seemed to be three minke whales. Thankfully we brought binoculars! The next time I have a chance to, I want to go again! I hope that next time, they will be closer. Also, Wang Qian and Li Kun are very bad at driving ships, and they especially like to show off their ability. They almost caused the boat to capsize multiple times!"
Zhang Zian knew that it was the mother and son minke whales, and also the male whale that was taking care of them. They probably thought that it was Zhang Zian who had come again, but they did not hear Sihwa's song from the underwater speaker, and hence were cautious and did not dare to go too near.
That was good. Being cautious of strangers was not bad. It was because the stray cats were not cautious of people that they were abused by them.
Jiang Feifei continuously praised and said, "Right, we went to watch the first screening of Dog Warrior. It was very good! The soundtrack is also very great! And the whole theater was full! A lot of people were so touched that they cried at the end! There are a lot of boys in our class that still want to come and see Famous!"
That was expected.
"This cat…" Lu Yiyun also noticed Vladimir. Zhang Zian repeated what he had said earlier again.
Lu Yiyun just nodded, then both her and Jiang Feifei went off to do their individual work.
"Brother Store Manager, good morning!" A clear child voice rang out from behind, and Zhang Zian turned around to look. Little Celery was skipping in.
Vladimir also noticed the active and cute Little Celery. It praised, "This child is really full of energy, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning!"


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

'You won't be disappointed.'
He said…'you won't be disappointed.'
His words were like spinach to Popeye the sailor man. Although at first they were dejected and frail, Lin Qian's eyes brightened up instantly.
She found it hard to believe what she had just heard. The sales were still very low in the morning, but now it was enough for Li Zhicheng to say "not disappointing," so did it mean that the sales were… good?
Over two thousand? No, Li Zhicheng definitely would not be satisfied with that. Three thousand? As far as four thousand even?
As she followed behind Li Zhicheng, they stepped into the building, took the elevator, and moved towards the IT department. Lin Qian's heart pounded quickly, as if it were about to leap ahead of her to reach the computer.
As soon as they stepped into the office area, she saw all of her colleagues—who had been wearing long faces in the morning—looking radiant and joyous. Noticing their arrival, the coworkers turned to greet them. "Mr. Li!""Mr. Li!""Mr. Li, Miss Lin!" Their eyes sparkled with excitement.
Xue Mingtao, Liu Tong, Gu Yanzhi, and the other higher-ups were there too, sitting in the room chatting. When they glanced their way, all of them had smiles on their faces.
Lin Qian could not wait any longer. She bent over the computer screen of the co-worker closest to her. "How were today's sales? I wasn't here during the afternoon so I don't know."
This colleague had grown closer to Lin Qian over the past few days, and now her face was as brilliant as a sunflower. She turned the computer screen towards Lin Qian. "Miss Lin, see for yourself!"
Lin Qian saw the number on the screen. She couldn't believe her eyes.
"Seven thousand eight hundred fifty-three?!"
The crowd burst into laughter. Everyone started speaking at once.
"Yup! Around two or three hours after the CEO made the public announcement, only then did the sales increase rapidly—five hundred, a thousand, and then more. Good Lord! The orders that are coming in now can only be delivered after three months, but the number is still increasing!"
Another person added, "Miss Lin's online posts have contributed greatly too!"
"I can die without regret now!" A young lad exclaimed. "I really can die without regret now!" 
Lin Qian felt her forehead twitch with nerves.
F*ck! This happiness came way too suddenly! Is God finally deciding to be fair for once?
Hahaha! Chen Zheng, you bastard! We sold 7,853 items in a day! Will you be pissed when you hear this figure? Should I just send you a text tomorrow? I'll write: 'Mr. Chen, thanks to you, we sold 800 items yesterday. Oh wait, sorry, I missed a zero at the end! Hahaha!' 
As she was immersed in her fantasy while staring at the screen, the higher-ups came out from the room. Smiling, Gu Yanzhi said, "Mr. Li is back. Let's welcome Mr. Li to say a few words."
Everyone stared at Li Zhicheng; Lin Qian turned around to look at him too.
He stood a few steps away from her. His handsome face remained indifferent after hearing what Gu Yanzhi had said.
Lin Qian's lips could not resist lifting. He seemed to be more suitable and comfortable sternly cheering on soldiers. What would he say now? 
Li Zhicheng stood under the light. He calmly glanced around the room at everyone before he spoke. "Today's victory would not be possible without all of you here." 
He paused. Everyone's face gleamed with delight. 
He then continued, "Now, we can basically conclude that we have seized the victory for this flanking counterstrike. Our opponent is unable to fight back anymore. In the near future, we can predict that their market of mid-range priced products will be encroached upon by us. And the sales of our other products will slowly recover as well." He paused again. Staring at everyone, he finished off with, "Finally, we've saved Aida."
A plain speech delivered in a calm tone. Nothing he expressed was exceptionally provoking, yet everyone was stunned—he had used the term "we've saved Aida." For some unknown reason, this term made everyone's chest tighten. Despite looking grave, another type of emotions was silently brewing. 
Nobody spoke.
After a short silence, everyone seemed to finally come to their senses again. They began cheering, clapping, and dropping the documents in their hands to hug each other.
Lin Qian actually teared. While Li Zhicheng spoke, she gazed at him the whole time. It was a simple and manly speech, but why did it make her feel full of affection and pride for him while listening to?
Damn it! What kinds of feelings did she have for him now? Why did she feel gratified to see his growth? And why did she have mixed feelings of happiness and nervousness?
Noticing her gaze, Li Zhicheng turned around and looked at her. Lin Qian, returning to her normal battle mode, automatically wanted to say something to butter him up; suddenly she felt her arm being squeezed. A tall, young male engineer beside her pulled her close and hugged her tightly. "Miss Lin!" he laughed. 
Before Lin Qian could respond, he had let go and went on to hug another senior engineer.
Lin Qian grinned; she gave out a few high-fives and hugs to the people around, celebrating their success. Hehehe! Lin Qian thought to herself. From now on, the IT department is considered one of my allies.
She turned around, still deep in thought, and saw the executives joining in with the engineers too. Li Zhicheng shook the hand of the engineer who had hugged her, murmuring something; the engineer beamed with pride. Li Zhicheng let go of him, shook a few more hands, then he turned and stood in front of Lin Qian.
Lin Qian was in a great mood; without thought, she extended her hand with a smile, openly buttering, "Long live the boss!"
Li Zhicheng looked extremely slender under the light; beneath his vibrant short hair, his gaze was notably gentle and profound. Feeling her arm being squeezed, Lin Qian was pulled into his embrace before she could react. His hand gave her a gentle pat on the back, just like everyone else, as a sign of encouragement.
Lin Qian's heart was thumping. She could clearly smell his faint scent. His hand, holding her wrist, was as strong as iron. His other hand on her back, his fingertips pressing down, tightly held her against him.
The bystanders were all busy talking and laughing, oblivious to their moment. They did not appear out of the ordinary.
"Lin Qian," he gently whispered in her ear. "I'm glad I didn't disappoint you."
...
Today was just the beginning. By midnight, the day's total sales had passed 8,500.
The second day, they reached 12,000.
A few days later, their sales gradually dropped down and stabilized; but they still maintained a high sales level unattainable by similar online flagship stores.
By the end of the year, the total annual sales of Aida ranked number one in China for mid-range priced leather bag. Their sales were more than the combined sales of those in second, third, fourth, and fifth place. Exactly as predicted by Li Zhicheng, even though the sales of other types of suitcases weren't as good as previous years, they gradually recovered too, following the lead of the main brand. At the end of the year, Aida's total annual turnover approached close to SMQ's, completely restoring the company.
But this all happened later that year. They were still celebrating after that first night.
By the time Lin Qian reached her home it was quite late. After the rollercoaster ride of emotions that day, she didn't have the energy to sort out the mass of chaotic thoughts in her head. She quickly took a shower and just as she was lying on her bed about to drift off to sleep, the long-awaited call from Lin Mochen came.
During this period of time, Lin Qian hadn't called him and vice versa. The siblings had achieved a silent agreement that, during this life-or-death period of Aida's, if she didn't mention anything he would not ask.
Now that everything was over, after the storm came the calm, and the situation was peaceful.
Lin Qian, lying on the bed, lazily asked, "Brother, what's up?"
Lin Mochen answered with a smile on his face. "Congratulations."
Lin Qian replied, "Thank you."
Lin Qian was close to her brother, so she couldn't resist sharing with him all the thrilling and interesting adventures she had experienced the past few days—she only left out the part about being slapped. Listening quietly, Lin Mochen chuckled when she mentioned how she had suggested to Li Zhicheng to lose the twenty million. "Suit the action to the word. Well-played."
Lin Qian was still smiling, and was about to continue talking when she paused. 
Had her brother just said "suit the action to the word?"
"Suit the action to the word" was a proverb that originated from the story of Shang Yang, a politician during the Warring State Period who had earned the trust of citizens by fulfilling his promise. The gist of the story was to earn trust from the public by fulfilling promises made, regardless of how ridiculous they were.
This saying was not used that often anymore. But Lin Qian had come across it not too long ago, so when he brought it up now she immediately remembered it.
It had been her first day as Li Zhicheng's assistant. She was on the balcony. He was reading The Art of War by Sun Tzu. He had scribbled some words on a piece of paper. Hadn't some of them been, "suit the action to the word?"
As she was deep in thought, Lin Mochen said lightly, "Silly girl, can you see it now? You were talking about being his teacher, but he was capable of designing a perfectly-interlocking plan to fool a much stronger opponent. He is at my level. You should be more vigilant with your speech and actions from now on. Learn from him. Don't embarrass me."
Having said that, he hung up, leaving a befuddled Lin Qian.
What did brother say just now?
Lin Qian felt her forehead twitch with nerves; her brain wide awake, her thoughts rambling. The drowsiness left her. Brother's words and that familiar saying "suit the action to the word" filled her brain with a marvelous yet unbelievable thought.
Actually, throughout her journey with Li Zhicheng, this possibility had been long embedded in her mind. However, every time her beliefs inclined towards it, she vetoed it. How is it possible? 
Her heart beat vigorously against her chest. She jumped down from the bed, grabbed her backpack, and pulled out her notebook. She remembered seeing him write down a few sayings the other day. Out of her mentality of needing to understand her boss, she had recorded them in the notebook. 
As she flipped through her notebook from cover to cover, her brain was struck by a sudden realization, connecting everything.
If it were as Brother said, and everything had been planned by Li Zhicheng, then everything that had happened at Aida since she'd started needed to be reconsidered.
So, his initial plan of fighting for orders from Ming Sheng Group had been a decoy to lure SMQ in. His purpose? Yes—he'd proposed harsh terms for the tender: supplying at a price only 30-percent of what they used to selling in the market, and delivering everything within three months. That had been his objective! Restricting the price and the stock of SMQ at the market of high-quality suitcase-style bags, so that they could not snipe Aida. 
Had his target always been SMQ's large mid-range leather suitcase market? Or was he just feinting an attack before truly attacking the other side instead?
And the spy? Had he already been aware of the spy beforehand and had just used him to his advantage? Even getting him sent to jail in the end?
Yes, the 20 million. Why had he fixed the number of lucky draw winners at 2,000 people? She didn't think clearly about it before, but now as she recalled, the 20 million from selling the land was just enough to cover everyone's prize money! Was it possible he had prior knowledge that something was going to go wrong?
As her thoughts rambled on, she finally found the notes. She pulled herself together, her heart pounding, and she stared at the five sayings from The Art of War. Her pulse raced even faster than before.
Because the five sayings were:
"Pay someone back in their own coin."
"Use a cat's paw to get rid of someone."
"Feint somewhere and attack in another place."
"Suit the action to the word. "
"Wait at ease until your enemy is exhausted."
Lin Qian held on to the notebook, staring blankly as she sat on the side of her bed.
She felt something she couldn't quite describe. It was sudden, shocking, befuddling… and unfamiliar.
That was it: unfamiliar.
She had never really seen through him. Not once.
Li Zhicheng's face popped up again in her mind. But this time, it wasn't the glimpse of his silence on the train, it wasn't the gentleness when he had given her a piggyback ride through the melted snow. It was his gaze, dark as a winter's night, when he had been sitting beside her earlier tonight. He had been staring at her, his tone firm. 
"What I want, I already see, and it's just within reach."


Lin Qian used to believe that her Mr. Right needed to be handsome and reliable. An elite man in the business world who was extremely influential. A person that Lin Qian would admire, for nothing would be impossible for him.

However, when she finds her love, she realizes that what attracts her is his calmness, silence, persistence and loyalty. She loves him so much that she is willing to stand by him to face the schemes and cruelty of the business world. She just wishes to spend the best time of her life with him, regardless of what the future will be.

There was nothing special about the first time they met each other. Who knew that such an ordinary encounter would be the start of their glamorous time together? If you are looking for a light and sweet romance with a thrilling story line, then this is definitely the right book for you.

She even saw Ivy's comments, somewhere in the top, saying, "You guys don't have to be so mean about it! It's just a friendly competition."

Emily spat blood reading it! How on earth is she so good at acting so nice and innocent, when clearly she is not! She needed to do something about it! She would never sit quietly, especially when people would be accusing her wrongly.

After careful consideration, she typed and posted a comment, saying, "True ability is undisturbed by pretentious criticism." 

Quite soon many people like how Emily responded and it became the top comment. Those who did not think of the situation as something to be criticized of, suddenly agreed to Emily's point of view and even some of the negative comments were deleted by the ones who posted, in fear of being disgraced by the rest of the students.

Emily cheered happily in her heart, while on the other hand Ivy was in a rage. She was defeated. Hah, who cares, I would have more chances in the future. As for now, I just have a good image on the public! Ivy had a cruel smile as she glared at Emily's comment.

However, this was not the end. Emily then opened her twitter account, it did not have many new notifications, just a few. First, the official account of GCA tweeted, "It's best to stay humble in front of those who are superior to you and not have ill intentions about them. @emily_harvey @cyrilthebest."
 
Emily stared blankly at the text in front of her. Superior? Ill intention? Seriously? What were they trying to imply by stating Cyril as her superior? Moreover, even tagging the two of them, directing straight towards the recent incident. Whoever is in charge of managing this account was completely naïve. 

There were again some nasty comments about Emily's character. She calmly thought for a while, then tweeted, "Don't conclude so fast, you may never know what is behind the fact you know!"
Once again, her tweet was liked and shared among the students throughout GCA. Many tweeted about having trust issues with the GCA's official accounts, suspecting them to be hacked. 

Aiden was smiling at the screen in front of him. Handling stuff like a boss, he thought. He then texted Emily saying, "I thought you needed my help, but looks like everything is under control." Emily replied by sending a wink emoji.

Hmm… Something else is missing… Yes! Cyril's responses. He did not even tried to clear up the matter. Emily quickly sent him a message saying, "Cyril! I can't believe you are just sitting and watching the drama unfold like it is none of your business! You have to clear this once and for all!"
She waited for five minutes, lying silently on her bed. Her phone vibrated. It wasn't a reply from Cyril, in fact two notifications from Instagram and twitter.

On Instagram, Cyril posted a comment under the latest picture uploaded by GCA. "So many people accuse and mistreat others just because of their present state of life, as if life is just a one day journey, and they forget that the story line can change tomorrow! @emily_harvey"

While on twitter Cyril tweeted, "The accusations and blames do not support to reach any solution but worsen the level of affairs. The wise way is that prove it if you are right rather ugly sayings. @emily_harvey"

As soon as she read them, she received a message from Cyril, "Now happy?" Emily was stunned, perfect timing. She replied, "Impressed!" 

Cyril was quite happy from her reply and went back to completing his homework.

The last thing that Ivy would have expected was Cyril taking action against this situation. Based on his personality, these type of measly matters do not affect him at all. Ivy buried her head in her hands. Her luck has not been going very well recently. 

A thought flashed in her mind. Thinking about it, her mood relaxed as a sinister smile appeared on her face. After one more day, Emily would not even dare to show her face in college!

On the other hand, Emily had completely forgotten about the upcoming trouble, while Ivy desperately waited for it.

Monday – the release of GCA magazine…

Emily has an incredible adventure ahead of her in which she faces the difficulties of being a student and sports fanatic.

Being above average in many aspects, she gains not only many admirers but also many enemies, who are envious of her talents and are intent on dragging her down at all costs. But she has her best friends who she can rely on and to help her in difficult situations.

In her determination to become the best athlete, she has to make many risky decisions and leave her home city, San Francisco, she goes to live with her 'not-so-close' aunt in Los Angeles. Emily not only misses her family and friends, but her time spent with her aunt isn't all that joyful and easy as she gives her a hard time. 

Things get messy, there are ups and downs, as managing to multi task is difficult, keeping up with sports, studies and handling the drama in life, physically and mentally exhausts her.

Special thanks to my sister for: 
1. Making the novel cover!!!
2. Updating the chapters in case of mistakes.

Tags:
FemaleProtagonist, Archery, Races, Studies, Travelling, FriendshipValues, DeterminationAndHope, DifficultTimes, Bullying, StandingForYouself, GirlPower

Heard the sayings:

"Education is the key to success" 

"Teacher is the noblest profession " 

"Teacher holds the future of the new generation" 

"Teaching can not make you rich" 

"Teaching is a life-long learning process" 

"Teaching makes you single forever"

The last one was the truest of tham all. Haha (who can relate to this) 

Hi! I am Juana Dela Cruz a typical Filipina. Welcome to my novel like journal. I am currently 24 years old this year. I am a Math teacher in a public shool here on the Philippines. Last June 2019 is my first anniversary in my teaching career as a public school teacher.

I graduated last 2016 at a prestigious University in our province in terms of education . I am also a high school graduate in the said University. I have my practice teaching there for On-Campus and Off-Campus Practice Teaching there. 

Right after graduation I tried to apply in a private school. This is referred to me by my English major friend who is already hired there. Luckily, the same day of my application, I also signed the contract with the owner. I thought my heart will go out of my ribcage because of nervouseness. 

July 2016 was the first month of my work. Weekdays I teach and at the same time every weekends I have my review for board exam. Because of this I have a dengue for a week. I am confined to a hospital. I haven't even used my Philhealth. I did not even come to school and my review. I missed a lot of lesson but thankfully I fully recovered. 

I taught in a private school for two years as a junior and senior high teacher. The salary is not bad. My co-teachers are very friendly. My principal is very motgerly, we are all well-loved. Now that I am teaching in a public school, I really miss my old school. You can teach whatever and however you like. Because resources are always available. We are having one-mong in-service training. International and national speakers are invited. We are introduced to different teaching and learning styles. A lot of teaching strategies and methods. It is a school where learning and innovation never stops. But it is just like a dream now. Hahaha. How I wish.. 

Bact to reality, I am currently an adviser of grade 7 students this year. This will be my second time. I have two Math subjects and two TLE subjects. Our school is a large category (I think) because the population is between 800-900 students junior high and senior hig students. 

THE REASON I start writing this is because of pent up experiences and stress I am accumulating where I can not share openly. Though I have friends to talk to. May I have student readers here for them to know how a teacher feels in everyday life. 

I once a student
who complains, 
who makes mistakes, 
who mock some teacher, 
who makes 'kalokohan' things in my life,
who makes the life of a teacher tougher, 
who makes memories with lifelong friends, 
who appreciates a good deed made by an inspiring teacher.

Text_Chapter 4 The former lover became a little aunt

"If I tell you, I am thinking of you, do you believe?" Jane asked with a smile.

Gu Beichen did not want to answer: "Do not believe."

"But I really miss you..." Jian Mo was thinking about Gu Beichen's thoughts when he was killed. "I wonder if one day, the little three and four will pour sulfuric acid on me..."

Jane Mo sighed and complained, "Although I don't rely on the face to eat a woman... But if you don't want me any day, I have to rely on my face to find out the future support?"

Gu Beichen listened to the nonsense of this woman in the north and the north, and did not interrupt...

I don't know why, he doesn't feel annoyed at the woman's mouthful of running the train, sometimes he feels quite lacking.

When I first chose to be a wife, I felt that she knew her position...

And this is two years later, he also confirmed this.

This woman occasionally eats a little vinegar, no harm, but most of it is to please him.

What does he usually do, she never asks... Even if the scandal is too long, she can calm down.

He did not know what the outside world said about the mysterious "Mrs. Gu". Most of the sayings were Cinderella who married into the giants. Even if they wanted to resist, there was no way.

Even so, she never showed a slight disappointment... just as the two met, she needed money.

And this year, she really only needs his money.

Thinking of this, Gu Beichen has some slight discomfort in his heart... How can this woman not be like other women, whether it is people or money, at least have to be put in the heart?

Driving the car is Gu Beichen's private special help Xiao Jing, listening to Xiaomo on the way, said from time to time, from behind the rearview mirror to look at the back, the corner of the mouth could not help but provoke...

In fact, he likes the little contract wife of Chen. People are beautiful, and they never give trouble to Chen.

It took less than half an hour from the Lanze Garden to the Lishan Villa where Gu Ci was located. After the car parked in the parking space, Gu Beichen and Jian Mo got off the bus.

When I got out of the car, the nerves in Jianmo's body began to tighten up...

Although I know that it takes a year for the person to go abroad, she can't control her nervousness.

"What's wrong?" Gu Beichen found that Jianmo was not right. "Is it not uncomfortable?"

Jane hurried to converge on the secret of her heart, and shook her head and shook her head. "Probably a little tired... nothing."

Gu Beichen slightly sinks his face. "What good work is there? Isn't the money I gave you enough?"

"Is this not a rainy day?" Jane Moe snorted a little bit, "In case you gave me a divorce agreement someday... I can't peek at your money because of the agreement, always support yourself?"

Gu Beichen listened to Jane's head and said it, and his heart was uncomfortable... Will this woman's position be too square?

Although, this is what he hopes...

"Let's go." Gu Beichen slightly sinks his face and takes the lead to walk forward.

Jane Mo slightly licked the lower lip corner, and the heart made a psychological construction to follow up... Now, the only thing she is fortunate is that she did not know when she was...

story is not mine all credit goes to author...  google translation

A few days later, the imperial chariot carrying the empress reached Jiangbei City, which was the last city before entering the Three River region. 130 kilometers south of the city was the Wang Estuary, and south of the Wang Estuary was the Three River region.
The winged cavalry arrived in the city first, gradually followed by the imperial chariot of the empress.
There were traces left behind by the riots, and in one area not too far away, there were torched buildings and even unwashed bloodstains.
When all the soldiers and officers left, it was normal to for riots to break out because the ignorant commoners were fearful. A single spark could cause a prairie fire. This situation showed the evil nature of humans, which was hard to avoid in both ancient and modern times since it was a part of human nature.
After the Xiaoshan Sect arrived in Jiangbei City, the city began to show signs of chaos.
The people sent by Ren Baqian were late by four days.
It was said that when the army and the Lingshan Sect arrived, this place was already in chaos. The shops were destroyed and looted clean, especially those that sold daily necessities like salt and grain.
Furthermore, many commoners were killed or injured due to the turmoil.
Although a group of civilians fled the city beforehand, the army ruthlessly killed this group to suppress the riots. The city, which originally had 100,000 people, only had 60,000 remaining when the empress arrived.
"What are they doing? Who allowed them to be here?" The empress sat in her carriage and looked at the shivering commoners that were standing on the sides of the street with their heads bowed.
"This is the same as what you saw in Lan City—they are here to welcome you," Ren Baqian said as he held a cup of wine in his hand. As for this arrangement, it should have been the disciples of the Lingshan Sect who organized it.
"The people of Lan City are my people, and they truly support and welcome me. These people…" the empress said softly.
"These people are also your people," Ren Baqian said as he looked at the frightened commoners. "Your Majesty, if you treat them like your kinsmen, they will become your loyal subordinates, if you treat them like your dogs and horses, they will become your countrymen, and if you treat them like weeds, they will become your enemies. These people are frightened now, but as long as they can live and work in peace, they will one day support you as sincerely as the people of Lan City."
"Who said these words? They are very logical," the empress said with appreciation.
"An ancient sage composed them, and he has many wise sayings," Ren Baqian replied.
"Tell me more about him later. Anyone who can spout such wise sayings mustn't be an ordinary man," the empress said as she looked at the commoners. "I don't really like them."
"Whether you like them or not, they are a part of Dayao. The reason why you don't like them is because they are unruly, but this was caused by people continuously inculcating them with ideas. In fact, if you pacify and indoctrinate them, they can be very useful. Decades later, when the next generation has grown up, they will be true subjects of Your Majesty.
Moreover, these people aren't living good lives and are struggling to survive. They just need to be able to live peacefully and work cheerfully. After that, I think most of them will no longer have any wild thoughts.
The people lining the two sides of the street have just experienced chaos and suffering, but now that the army has stabilized the city, they can return to their peaceful lives. They seem to look fearful, but that's because they are unfamiliar with the empress. How do you know that some of them aren't actually rejoicing?" 
Then, Ren Baqian gulped down the cup of wine, held the empty cup, and praised, "This wine is really good. Though it burns you like fire, it has a sweet glutinous rice flavor and floral fragrance."
Qing Yuan and Hong Luan glared at him before reluctantly pouring more wine for him.
The two of them had worked very hard and picked many types of flowers to make this wine, yet this rascal had drank so much of it over these past two days. 
"You need to consider what to do with these people," the empress said. Since she wasn't good at dealing with such matters and Ren Baqian could handle them well, it would be good to shift these tasks over to him.
He also needed to prove himself to justify his position in the imperial court. 
Although he had made many contributions before, no achievements were more dazzling than bringing peace to Tianjing Basin.
If things didn't turn out well, she would just kill all of these people.
The empress was staying in the mansion of Jiangbei City's warlord, but the residence looked ransacked with burn marks in many places. The whole place had been swept clean of everything.
Even though the Lingshan Sect had sent people to repair the mansion before her arrival and added some decorations, it was done in a patchwork manner and made the residence look even shabbier.
It gave the impression that everything was out of place.
For example, the flowers that were relocated there looked like weeds.
Among the tables and chairs in the main hall, some chairs were in different colors or styles and were obviously pieced together haphazardly.
As for the rooms, they were even worse. The blankets had gaudy colors and made Ren Baqian wonder whether these people had unusual tastes.
"Your Majesty, please take a rest here first. I will get someone to bring you a quilt later." Ren Baqian made a sweep of the room before emerging from it. He bid the empress farewell and then summoned the people from the Lingshan Sect. 
"Are there any people from the south who came to the city these past few days? How is the situation in the south?" Ren Baqian asked.
"Sir, dozens of people came these past few days, and they are waiting to see you. As for the south, the revolutionary troops are assembling many elite experts in the vicinity of the Wang Estuary to intercept and kill those who are seeking your safe harbor. The situation at Mount Dulong is also said to be the same, and many people were killed." 
"Revolutionary troops?" Ren Baqian squinted at him and said, "Your way of thinking is dangerous!"
"Sir, I was wrong! It should be rebel troops. They call themselves revolutionary troops. It was a slip of the tongue, and I hope you will not blame me," that person said as he broke into a cold sweat.
"Remember, we are court officials, they are bandits. You are working for me and Her Majesty. Always remember your identity and status," Ren Baqian repeated, drumming it in.
"Yes!" 
"How many people did the they send to intercept? What's their military strength?" Ren Baqian asked slowly.
"There are more than 100 practitioners at the Wang Estuary. The main forces are from the Zhushan Sect, Xiaoqingguan, and the Yueyang Sect. The people guarding Mount Dulong are from the Manxing Pavilion and the Yujiang Clan. In addition, there are thousands of soldiers at each location. However, this news was reported three days ago. They should have heard the news of the imperial army arriving here, and I think that the situation should have changed somewhat."
"I get it. You are free to go." Ren Baqian waved his hand and pondered for a long time after they left. If he were to send the winged cavalry to attack and there was something about the other side that he didn't know, they might incur casualties.
The casualties suffered by the winged cavalry didn't only affected the empress—even he felt heartache for them.Moreover, he knew that the revolutionary troops in the south had more than 200,000 soldiers, while the aboriginals only had 6,000 here at the moment in addition to the 800 winged cavalry warriors.
Even if the other side were all huskies, 200,000 huskies weren't easy to deal with.
Ren Baqian summoned Zuo Cheng and Qingyun Sword after some deliberations.
"Gentlemen, I have an opportunity here for you to obtain merit. Are the both of you interested?"
 "Sir, please proceed."
Ren Baqian continued, "Currently, the Wang Estuary and Mount Dulong are being held by elite rebel troops. Those seeking the bright path to join me are being trapped in the Three River region and risk being wiped out by the rebels. According to the instructions of the empress, the army should directly attack and tear these vermin into bits and pieces. However, this will cause many casualties and both of you will have nothing to do.Your group was the first to surrender and will naturally be given important posts in the future, but if you gentlemen don't achieve merits, people will gossip, and even if I want to promote someone, I will not be able to recommend you. I have been striving hard to get the people in your group the task of gathering information."
"Then, I thought of the both of you and would like to know whether you would like to select some experts from the city to go with you to scout out these two locations?" Ren Baqian asked. "Anyway, there is no such thing as achieving merit by lying in bed, and no merits means less respect. I'm doing this for you with the best of intentions."
"Sir Ren, you are right!" No matter what the two of them thought, they had to accept his proposal.


In a world where its inhabitants can destroy a city wall single-handedly, the empress has a kirin as her pet, and the imperial palace of Great Xia has a pool containing a dragon. There is also a Sword Mountain where spirit swords occasionally leave in search of a master .

Bootlicking the empress, Ren Baqian ascended to the apex of life.　　

Meng Chuan carefully read the biographies. Many of these were written by large clans about a particular ancestor of theirs for publicity! Some of them were independently written by commoners because the Godfiend in question was truly famous. Some of the most famous Godfiends' biographies had dozens of versions. Some sects had voluntarily written down biographies for Godfiends. The most exaggerated ones were the autobiographies. The Godfiends who wrote those hoped that their descendants would remember their deeds.
These biographies are mainly telling stories. Sometimes, only a few sentences in one book are useful to my cultivation. It's even possible that I can't find anything useful in a single biography. Also, some of these stories are highly credible and some are less trustworthy. They need to be classified accordingly.
Meng Chuan came from a Godfiend family clan after all. With the guidance of Mirror Lake Dao Academy's system, his foundation was very solid. His top-notch saber art had reached the Greater Mastery stage, and he was only a step away from reaching Unity.
With such a foundation, he was better equipped to distinguish the utility of each biography.
In one of the biographies, Meng Chuan saw a maxim from the North Sword Emperor that was directed towards his descendants. Not putting your heart and mind into sword practice makes one merely a slave of the sword. Only by putting your heart and mind into training will you become the master of the sword.
As he stared at these words, he pondered. The descendant that North Sword Emperor gave pointers to was a Seamless realm expert. The latter's sword technique should have reached Unity at the very least. He should have put his heart and mind into it during his usual training, but the North Sword Emperor still said that… Clearly, he didn't consider the Seamless realm expert to have put his heart and mind into his cultivation.
 …
Meng Chuan continued reading the Godfiends' biographies.
Occasionally, the maxims left behind by a particular Godfiend or certain deeds led to Meng Chuan speculating.
To normal people, it was only a story.
But in the eyes of someone looking for inspiration, one could see the reasons behind the strength of Godfiends.
One skill to eat your fill; one skill to kill. All you need is one skill without the frills. This was a quote from one of the biographies. It came from a conversation between a powerful Godfiend—Fiend Saber Wei Feng—and his disciple three thousand years ago. There were a total of fifteen versions of Fiend Saber Wei Feng's story sold in the Eastcalm Prefecture.
Amongst them, there were similar sayings to "one skill to eat your fill; one skill to kill. All you need is one skill without the frills." Meng Chuan also recorded this down.
Apart from the biographies, he also valued the family teachings from the famous Godfiend family clans.
Family teachings were left behind by Godfiends. Generally speaking, they were matters Godfiends believed were extremely important.
The more he recorded, the more shocked he became.
Aim for the skies; not doing so will only result in mediocrity. It's indeed right to learn from the most powerful Godfiends in history! However, the biographies are just the tip of an iceberg. Without a strong foundation, it's very easy for one to go astray. Meng Chuan realized this because he noticed that many family's teachings emphasized one's cultivation foundation.
All members of the family were to enter the Dao Academies and receive a complete education in cultivation.
This was because the Dao Academies were established by the oldest sect in the world—Archean Mountain. They were in every large city in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and all Dao Academies' education system was established by Archean Mountain. Only by cultivating in the Dao Academies could one have a solid foundation.
Of course, it only taught him the basics. His saber arts were only one step away from reaching the Unity realm. The Dao Academy had taught him all he needed in his seven years of cultivation. What he needed was to figure things out himself now.
My foundation is sufficient. What I need now is the final step to make a breakthrough. Much of what I've recorded today has inspired me. However, there's no rush. I'll read through these books briefly before consolidating them. I need at least three Godfiends to have shared similar cultivation principles before I consider them trustworthy.
…
Day after day, Meng Chuan gathered and consolidated knowledge in ever-increasing amounts. He also included the "Immutable Laws" of Mirror Lake Dao Academy—they were cultivation rules that Archean Mountain had set in stone.
The combination of the two allowed Meng Chuan to understand even more.
It's done.
In the evening, Meng Chuan looked at his notebook and smiled. These five days have been more important than the past five years of my cultivation. Meng Chuan looked at the notebook in excitement. He now had a clearer understanding of cultivation.
The first commandment of cultivation emphasized the extreme importance of one's foundation. It was akin to the foundation of a house. Entering the Dao Academy and undergoing a complete cultivation system was the best choice.
The second commandment emphasized frequency. No matter how much one imagined inwardly, it couldn't be compared to cultivating ten thousand times! Sayings like drawing one's saber ten thousand times and repeating Sanguine Shadow Thrust daily were mentioned by twelve Godfiends.
The third commandment was one skill to eat your fill! It was similar to the second commandment; he only needed one skill to kill enemies. If he cultivated one skill to the extreme, it would be more useful than cultivating ten other relatively powerful killer moves.
The fourth commandment involved the difficulty of cultivation. Even if one endured hardships and grit their teeth to cultivate, they would only be novices! Only those who truly enjoyed and immersed themselves in cultivation and carefully studied the profundity of each move, could become a grandmaster.
He also understood the true meaning behind the North Sword Emperor's words "not putting your heart and mind into sword practice makes one merely a slave of the sword. Only by putting your heart and mind into training will you become the master of the sword." The typical cultivator trained hard, but this wasn't them putting their heart into it. To truly enjoy the swordplay, be obsessed with it, to abandon everything external, and completely indulge in training like a crazed demon would one become a grandmaster. Otherwise, one would only be a novice.
The fifth commandment: "Progress in the day, change over the months, success will ultimately come…"
The sixth commandment…
…
There were a total of nine commandments.
All of the commandments had at least three Godfiends mentioning them. Furthermore, with what Meng Chuan knew, he found them extremely reasonable.
I've been practicing my saber every day for several hours to exhaustion. But no matter how tired I was, I'd just grit my teeth and endure it. In the past, I thought I was putting in the effort, but clearly, that doesn't mean putting my mind and heart into it. I need to be enjoying and immersing myself in the saber arts while I seriously ponder over every move. Meng Chuan felt that this was the biggest problem he had. To begin with, cultivation was very tiring.
Normally, he would draw for two hours in the afternoon. This was his only guilty pleasure. It was a hobby he had since childhood. Through painting, his accumulated fatigue from cultivation would be forgotten, and his heart would also be extremely calm. This allowed him to persevere one year after another.
Now, it seemed like his take on things was wrong.
In the past, I seemed to be diligent and hardworking, but in the end, I was just a novice. Unable to hold back any longer, Meng Chuan put down the notebook and walked out of the study to the courtyard.
In the courtyard, he began to train his top-tier saber art, Falling Leaf Saber.
Unlike before—he only used the first stance of the Falling Leaf Saber, the Saber Drawing Stance. He threw everything else to the back of his mind as he completely focused on his saber art, as though the only thing in the world was the saber in his hand! Then he struck out with his saber! He could sense the silence of the saber as it was unsheathed. He could sense that the saber art was still the same old saber art, but his mentality had changed. What he "saw" changed as well.
Since he was young, he had chosen the swift saber because he liked it sincerely from the bottom of his heart. It was solely because of the exhausting, repetitive training that ground his passion away. But when he changed his state of mind today, he once again focused on his saber arts using both body and mind.
That love was awakening.
The saber was silently unsheathed.
The saber's trajectories were beautiful strokes in a painting. He tried his best to make the trajectory more graceful with each slash, causing the wind generated from each slash to become faster. Truly powerful saber techniques had a beauty to it, and Meng Chuan's saber technique was approaching such a level.
He repeated the same move again and again, trying to strike faster and more silently when drawing his saber, working hard to slice through the wind at an ever-increasing speed.
He repeated it fifty times before he was satisfied.
This should be the way to cultivate! Meng Chuan was excited, and then he began to use the second stance—Whirling Moon Stance.
…
Two days after Meng Chuan compiled the cultivation notes, in an underground hall of the Yun family.
Whoosh~
In the center of the hall, purple flames rose.
A black-haired elder was seated in the lotus position within the flames, completely unharmed.
"Dad, you summoned me?" Yun Fu'an respectfully walked to the main hall but didn't dare approach. Even from afar, he could feel heat—which caused the air to distort—rushing towards him.
"Fu'an." The black-haired elder opened his eyes, his gaze calm. "I just received a piece of news. That old woman from the Meng family was heavily injured while defending against the demons at the Calm Sea Pass. She probably won't live for long. She should be returning to Eastcalm in the next few days."
Yun Fu'an was astonished. "Dad, are you referring to Fairy Meng?"
"Yes."
The black-haired elder nodded slightly.
"Could it be a mistake?" Yun Fu'an was in disbelief. "Isn't it said that Fairy Meng is the best at reconnaissance. Nothing within five kilometers can be hidden from her. She doesn't even need to rush to the forefront, so how was she suddenly seriously injured?"
"There's no mistake about it," the black-haired elder said coldly. "King Calm Sea hired several highly skilled doctors for her, but that old woman's injuries are too severe. Nothing can save her. This is no longer a secret at Calm Sea Pass! If she doesn't continue fighting and lives an ignoble life, she will live for another eight years at most. If she fights with all her might, her lifespan will be even shorter."
"At most eight years?" Yun Fu'an couldn't help but say, "Without Fairy Meng, isn't the Meng family finished?"
"The five Godfiend clans of the Eastcalm Prefecture will soon become four." The black-haired elder nodded.
A family clan flourished because of a Godfiend.
Likewise, without Godfiends, a family clan would become ordinary.
"The Meng family will also lose the right to occupy so many important positions and interests in Eastcalm," the black-haired elder said coldly. "Right, you should make a trip to the Meng family to get them to hand over the marriage agreement between Qingping and that fellow named Meng Chuan, and tear it apart on the spot! The current Meng family… doesn't deserve to enter a marriage alliance with us."
"Yes," Yun Fu'an replied respectfully.
"However, before that old woman dies, there's no need to lose decorum with them." After speaking, the black-haired elder closed his eyes.
Yun Fu'an quietly departed.
…
"What? Annulling the marriage agreement?" Yun Qingping stared at her father in shock. Wasn't he opposed to it? Why is he suddenly changing his mind?
"I'm just informing you." Yun Fu'an smiled. "Today, I will pay the Meng family a trip to annul your engagement."
Yun Qingping couldn't help but ask, "Will the Meng family hand over the marriage contract obediently?" 
"They will," Yun Fu'an said confidently. His father had received the news from a good friend that the Meng family already knew about their ancestor's impending demise. These large family clans knew themselves well. Stubbornly resisting would only invite insult upon themselves.
Yun Qingping immediately said, "Dad, I just want to annul the engagement. I don't want to fall out with them and ruin the harmony between our families. Why don't we invite Uncle Meng over for a discussion…"
"There's no need to go through so much trouble." Yun Fu'an smiled. "Alright, leave this matter to me. Just stay at home and wait for the good news."


In a world dotted with World Entrances to a demon world, demons have invaded humans for centuries. Humanity has united and one of the most ancient sects in the world, the Archean Mountain Sect, has set up an entire education system in the form of Dao Academies and defenses at the World Entrances.
Meng Chuan, a young genius, is an expert at the swift saber. Despite his noble heritage, he has one goal—kill all demons. Scarred by demons because of how his mother sacrificed her life for him, he strives to enter Archean Mountain Sect to get the best resources and training.
Other than cultivation, his only pleasure is drawing. And as he draws, he becomes stronger… 
Enjoy this blood-pumping piece of art in Meng Chuan's journey to slay demons with the help of united human comrades.

In the end, Rhode 'rescued' Nell and even though she was displeased, she knew that she shouldn't enrage him. Rhode surely wouldn't let her off easily because no matter what, she caused trouble in his territory and deserved to be punished. But his punishment for her was rather different from what others imagined. He didn't lock her up in the cell. Instead, he gave a command which others couldn't understand—make her in charge of lookout duties on the fortress platform for a week!
This punishment appeared ridiculous to others, but Nell's reactions baffled them. After hearing Rhode's decision, she became as pale as a sheet of paper. Even though she had a healthy-looking and fair skin tone, it looked as though the blood flowing inside her had instantly froze into ice.
She couldn't be blamed because most underground creatures were afraid of a common thing.
Height.
However, the fear of heights of the underground creatures was unlike that of humans. They weren't afraid of overlooking the scenery beneath them. Instead, they were fearful of lifting their heads and looking at the sky. The Dwarves were an extreme representative. One of the rumored reasons why Dwarves seldom headed outdoors was because they preferred living within the mountain range and disliked adventures. There was no doubt that Dwarves hated the outdoors, but it was untrue that they disliked adventures and the main reason was… they were afraid of the sky.
There was once a King Dwarf whose famous sayings spread widely in the underground world.
"The moment after I stepped out of the cave and onto the land, I swore with my beard that I've never been this frightened. When I looked up at that damn sky, my knees trembled. If my legs weren't tied up with chains and boulders, perhaps I would have escaped this boundless land!"
No one on the surface understood such a reaction. However, all the underground creatures including the Dark Elves held the same sentiments. Not only that, but apart from 'fear of heights', there was also something else that hurt them. They had lived in the dark underground for years and evolved a strong night vision. They could see clearly in a dark environment without the need of the sun. As a result, it was radiance that the Dark Elves were most afraid of and it was the same for the Dark Elves living in the Country of Darkness where the radiance of the night sky wasn't as glaring as the morning sun, so they could tolerate it. On the other hand, in the Light Mainland… It was an entirely different matter.
Nell was no exception. She basically hid herself in the shadow or underground training grounds during the day, which was why not only did Rhode put her on lookout duty on the tower, but also make her work an entire day… Nell felt so desperate that she wished she could die on the spot.
But what other choice did she have? She was in the wrong to begin with. In fact, after she saw Corina, the blood and tears of the Dark Elves flowing inside her surged. After she came back to her senses, she had already laid hands on Corina… This was the instinctive reaction that the Dark Elves held toward the Elves. Therefore, Nell didn't retort and admitted her wrongdoing.
This incident was only an accident and Rhode quickly shifted his attention to the main topic. But before that…
"Erm… Rhode, there's something that we want to apologize to you about."
"Hmm?" 
Rhode widened his eyes curiously at Canary and Mini Bubble Gum who put up awkward expressions. He rarely saw them behaving this way. Canary was always smiling while Mini Bubble Gum was full of confidence. Rhode was baffled.
"This was what happened, Rhode… A few days ago… Hmm… Her Highness Erin came to the fortress."
"What?!"
Rhode exclaimed and stood up in attention.
"Did you two… Forget it. I guess everything should be fine. So then, what exactly happened?
Canary showed a helpless bitter smile and explained everything that happened.
Back then, after Christie gifted her painting to Erin, she returned to the fortress and met Mini Bubble Gum… In the Land of Atonement, only Anne and Mini Bubble Gum had the time to accompany Christie. Anne had been brought to the Winter Castle by Rhode, so Mini Bubble Gum was the only one left. Christie was delighted after her painting was complemented by a stranger and she told everything to Mini Bubble Gum. Initially Mini Bubble Gum didn't take it to heart, but quickly broke into cold sweat after hearing the name 'Erin' and hurriedly looked for Canary.
Fortunately, even though Canary was also baffled, she was much calmer than Mini Bubble Gum. She didn't take precautions in the fortress because she knew that mortals were nothing more than ants to a superior being like Erin. The number of people in the Land of Atonement was also insufficient for dealing with her. Not only that, but the situation would also turn horrible if the army messed with her and she destroyed the fortress thereafter. As a result, Canary said nothing about it and secretly investigated the entire territory with Mini Bubble Gum. But Erin was nowhere to be found. Of course, Canary didn't reveal this matter to startle others and it appeared to be a wise choice for Rhode to hand over the management rights to Canary.
"I think she must have left the Land of Atonement already…"
Canary was uncertain. Rhode shook his head and let out a sigh.
In fact, even though Canary and Mini Bubble Gum took responsibility for this matter, Mini Bubble Gum held lingering fears because she should have been accompanying Christie in Anne's absence. It was due to her not waking up on time, so Christie headed out alone and allowed this matter to happen. If Erin killed Christie, Mini Bubble Gum wouldn't have known how to explain to Rhode and even committing suicide to apologize for her offense wouldn't bring the dead back…
However, they couldn't be blamed for not being on their guard because Rhode had perfect preparations. He passed the system rights of the Holy Maiden Statues to Canary, so there shouldn't be any hiccups. In fact, he wasn't too surprised because no Undead Creatures could escape the detection from the statues' enchanted field. The only ones who could escape detection had to be stronger than Canary and Mini Bubble Gum and weren't Undead Creatures… How many of such beings were there in this continent?
Indeed, there weren't many of them, but it didn't mean that they didn't exist. Didn't Erin just make her way here?
Erin was on par with Canary and Mini Bubble Gum in terms of strength. Moreover, her strength was enhanced with the powers of the dragons and she wasn't an Undead Creature, which made it impossible for the enchanted field to detect her. However, Rhode didn't expect her to come all the way here. The Undead Army had been repelled, so what was she doing here? Besides… she had also taken one of Christie's paintings?
Rhode felt that it was ridiculous. In the game, there were sayings that Erin was just a princess version of Lydia. However, compared to Lydia who represented the glaring sun, Erin was as reserved and gentle as the moon. Now it seemed that Erin was truly a young lady who appreciated fine arts, which made her a perfect match with Lydia. Canary mentioned that Erin wasn't found anywhere in the Land of Atonement. Erin couldn't have gone to the Golden City to talk about art with Lydia… right?
If it were others, Rhode would have believed that they had gone into the Munn Kingdom to wreak havoc. However, it wasn't possible for Erin. Rhode was Lydia's loyal supporter and knew clearly of her eccentric personality. There were many rumors regarding Lydia sneaking into the Country of Darkness for the sake of collecting beautiful and expensive masterpieces and now it seemed like they were similar in this aspect… 
"Since we can't find her, we'll just treat it as if she's gone."
Erin didn't capture Christie as hostage, destroy the fortress, or murder anyone, so Rhode heaved a sigh of relief and became rather curious about her. In the game, his understanding of Erin was only that of what ordinary players knew about her. He couldn't figure out whether Erin passed by his fortress while on her way to the Golden City or held other motives. Judging from her actions, the latter possibility was more probable. After all, the mountain ranges couldn't stop that formidable strength of hers. As long as she concealed her identity, she could enter the Munn Kingdom without anyone's detection and didn't need to show herself in the Land of Atonement.
"But we need to inform Lydia about this. Remember, don't let anyone else know about this. Inform only Lydia."
If the Munn Kingdom was aware that the princess of the Country of Darkness had entered their country, perhaps chaos would break out immediately.
The problem regarding Erin had ended. Although Rhode was still dubious, he wasn't that concerned since she was no longer in his territory. However, this proved that his method was wrong. No matter what, there were a limited number of figures who could avoid the detection of the Holy Maiden Statue, Canary, and Mini Bubble Gum… This unfortunate case was just an exception.
Apart from this surprising piece of news, everything else in the Land of Atonement was going on smoothly. On the other hand, Marlene brought a piece of good news for Rhode—the Battle Mage Group finally arrived at the fortress. Back then, he valued their abilities, which was also what the Land of Atonement was lacking the most. They appeared at the right time as it would replenish his insufficient manpower. But the problem was that…
"They're not doing as well as you think, Rhode."
Marlene poured cold water over him.


Rhode is a legendary guild leader of the most influential guild in the VRMMO, Dragon Soul Continent. In order to cope with the death of his beloved sister, he dived into the game for seven long years. During this period, Rhode tries his best to alleviate his emotional pain through gaming, but alas, his life shatters once more when he heard his parents perish in a plane crash.

A month after the incident, he made a decision to quit the game and return to the real world. But just before that, as a final farewell, Rhode decides to fight the most powerful BOSS in the game with his guildmates. In the end, he defeats the BOSS at the expense of his avatar's life. Rhode smiles as his avatar dissipates in a beam of light. However, instead of respawning at the usual platform...

...

"W-wha...!"

Rhode shot up and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling.

And thus, a player who had been creating legends in the game for three eras disappeared just like that...

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