Wang Wei suddenly craved food after not eating for so long, so he searched for a place to grab sothing. However, with the current chaos, most places were destroyed or closed. He searched for a few seconds before finding a small restaurant.
"You're open?"
The waiter suddenly fell to the ground. The last thing he expected was soone to appear in his room suddenly. Then, his face paled as he realized sothing: "Cultivator." He imdiately stood up and kneeled on the ground: "Sir, please spare my life."
Wang Wei looked at this poor man and shook his head. The mortals in the upper dinsion had a rough life. Although they can naturally live for over one thousand years, their lives are as fragile as paper in this world ruled by gods, demons, and higher dinsion life forms.
"Get up," Wang Wei said, and a magical force picked up the waiter from the floor. "Is this your restaurant?"
"I…This…S…"
The waiter was incapable of forming a normal sentence, so Wang Wei waved his hand to release a golden light that imdiately made his mind and spirit calm and at peace.
"Thank you, Lord," the waiter said. "And to answer your question, this is indeed my restaurant. No one wants to work in these dangerous tis, so I had to do it myself."
"Aren't you afraid?" Wang Wei asked.
The waiter sighed deeply: "Of course I am. However, the money at ho has run out, and I need to feed my family."
"I respect that." No matter how weak this man was, it was respectable that he put his life in trouble to feed his family. "What's your na?"
"Lord, my na is Hui ngwei."
"Wei? It seems our na has the sa character. In so way, this is a kind of fate," Wang Wei smiled. "Serve your best dish, and if I'm happy, your fate will change from now on."
Hui ngwei was shocked but was soon filled with excitent. No matter what this opportunity was, whether it was simply a monetary reward or a chance to walk the cultivation path, he knew his life would change for the better as long as he could please this lord.
'However, can I please this lord?' Hui ngwei knew how high these cultivators' standards were, and his little restaurant was "small" even in its heyday. 'This is not the ti to hesitate.' He rushed to the kitchen to prepare. Although he was the owner, Hui ngwei was once a cook and learned from his father. After inheriting the restaurant, he was more hands-off, but he's the one who created most of the nu, so his cooking was decent — at least by mortal standards.
Wang Wei found an empty seat and started his work. A screen materialized before him, showing Wang Qi's frowning face less than ten seconds later. "What's wrong with you?"
"Sect master, you can't do this."
"What are you on about?" Wang Wei asked.
"I've said it before: my loyalty lies with the Madam. I will not accept or acknowledge anyone else."
Wang Wei looked at him in puzzlent before rembering sothing: "Bastard! Don't tarnish my na and reputation."
"Aren't you doing that by yourself?" Wang Qi sneered. "3 million years!" he roared. "I don't think you've spent so much ti with the Madam."
"Bastard, I told you not to slander ," Wang Wei yelled back. "I was helping her remove Blood Dragon's Dao Imprint."
"Do you think I'm stupid? You spent so much ti with such a beautiful woman that nothing happened between you two?"
"Your words are either insulting my integrity or revealing what kind of person you are," Wang Wei sneered. "So, which is it?"
Wang Qi was imdiately embarrassed: "You really didn't do anything?" Wang Wei just looked at him with ferocious eyes. "Then, why did it take so long?"
"Do you think anyone can remove the Dao Imprint of a Paragon? The process would have taken yuan epochs if not for my cleverness."
Wang Qi paused as he rembered reading sothing similar in the records from the Fate Shadow Guard. He coughed in his fist before continuing: "I'm sorry about that. I just wanted to protect —"
"I've tolerated you enough," Wang Wei cut him off. "Once I return, I'll check your cultivation, and if I'm not satisfied, I'll punish you myself."
Wang Qi smiled wryly. "I understand." He sighed. 'It doesn't matter. As long as I can protect the madam's rights and future happiness, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little.'
"Sect Master, are you not returning imdiately?"
"I planned to eat sothing, check on you before returning," Wang Wei said, his eyes still fierce. "However, after seeing your reaction, I think I should see her and report to prevent others from slandering my na."
Wang Qi coughed again: "Sect Master, that happened so long ago; why are you still focused on that? You're a great man, so show your broadmindedness and don't be so petty."
Wang Wei was imdiately baffled. It hasn't even been 10 seconds. Since when was this bastard so shaless?
"However, since you've changed your itinerary, I recomnd you also add visiting Emperor Kong," Wang Qi said. "You missed the previous eting, and although I've explained, it might be best to explain directly."
"You have a point," Wang Wei nodded. "I should probably bring a small gift." Wang Qi agreed with these words. Since they were in the wrong by canceling the first eting, it's normal to show sincerity by apologizing with a gift.
"What happened during my absence?" Wang Wei asked.
"Where to begin?" Wang Qi said. "The professionals ca running to use less than 100,000 years in their conversation. After suffering a little, they all thought they were suffering from luck backlash from Blood Dragon's death. So of the people who refused to sign the contract even contacted us. Of course, I made them sign a more restrictive contract."
Wang Wei nodded. These alchemists should be happy I gave them more than 100,000 years as a vacation.
"The Puppet Demon's Workshop is already in operation," Wang Qi continued. "Everyone else is retreating and increasing their strength after acquiring so many resources. The Fate Changing Hall is a similar situation. Your plan worked. Most of the resources from these loose cultivators' hands had to be returned to us since they only had the raw materials. However, there are so issues that you need to decide."
"What is it?"
"So Loose Cultivator Professionals have taken so of our business by offering lower prices. I've been debating whether I should stop them or not."
Wang Wei pondered: "No need for that. There is a mixed bag among loose cultivators, so the quality of their professionals is less than ours, not to ntion their low numbers. However, you can create false scenarios and spread rumors about these professionals cheating others and delivering faulty products."
Wang Qi's eyes lit. One of the advantages of using the hall's own professionals is that they must guarantee their products and their reputations. However, suppose soone chooses the unofficial path and hires one of those loose cultivators. In that case, there are no guarantees, aning it's easy to take their operation down by ruining their already shaky reputation.
"These people are not stupid, so there is a chance they might deduce we are behind these sudden rumors," Wang Wei continued. "To ensure no problem, choose one of the professionals with a terrible personality and bla it on him."
"As expected of you, sect master," Wang Qi praised. He destroyed these people's secret business with one move and removed all suspicions from themselves.
"No amount of boot-licking can save you," Wang Wei sneered. "Anything else?"
"Internally, there is nothing else to report," Wang Qi explained. "But a few noteworthy things happened outside. Firstly, the sect sent news that the trial would take longer than anticipated."
"If they take too long, I might not need it by the ti they're ready," Wang Wei frowned.
"It probably won't take that long. At the very least, you can use it to deal with the Paragon Realm Bottleneck," Wang Qi reassured.
"You may be right. Continue."
"The Rebellion was not happy with us, probably envious of our wealth. However, they said nothing out loud but asked us to sell them information."
"Did you agree?"
"Of course, after all, they are now our own."
"Oh?"
"Red Mask has taken over most of the lower and middle-level officers. The rebellion is basically ours — except for a few groups."
"That's good to hear," Wang Wei's eyes shine. "What's the situation with the upper echelons?"
"We don't have enough people?"
"Didn't Red Mask tell she was confident she could take over the Blood Dragon's information network?"
"And she did, but we only got 70% of them."
"That's excellent for such a short period," Wang Wei said. "But 70% should be a lot of people." These parasites have an extensive network. Although not the best, they are probably one of the largest in the world.
"That's the problem — there are too many people," Wang Qi said. "Red Mask has been scrambling to control these many people."
Wang Wei understood the issue. Although she conquered these people, she cannot trust them yet. As such, she'll need the original mbers from the Fate Guards to supervise these new mbers, but Wang Wei's original foundation was way too small compared to the Blood Dragon, aning Red Mask did not have enough people to supervise these people — let alone spare mbers to control the Rebellion's upper echelons.
"I'll be in retreat once I've dealt with a few things here. I'll take this opportunity to create more Tier 10 and 11 Creation Life Forms," Wang Wei replied. "And if she's truly desperate, she can borrow so creations from Jia Ping and Dulgun."
"Is this alright?" Wang Qi asked. The Fate Guard is one of the core assets of Wang Wei's political powers, so it may be a problem to have others involved.
"Like I said, it's a desperate move. Plus, Red Mask will know what to reveal or hide from these people," Wang Wei replied. He knew the risks, but this was one of the dangers of swallowing a behemoth like the Blood Dragon's network. So, it was worth it to take the risk to digest the behemoth since the reward would be worth it. As for the problems that will arise? They can be dealt with given sufficient ti.
"I understand."
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