Guilongchao: I played the domineering CEO to the bone.

"Unfortunately... this is just an ordinary spell tool that has been tainted by the aura of the Supreme Dragon Curse."

Inside the room, Lady Mirage explored for a while longer, but did not obtain any further results as she desired.

In fact, Tong and Boss Shen are like-minded partners—they each have their own strengths, and their goal is the same: the Supreme Dragon Curse.

However, Boss Mirage's personal strength was too abnormal, which forced Hitomi, who had special abilities, to submit to her tyranny and become her employee.

But that doesn't mean the weak are useless—for example, at this moment, Boss Mirage couldn't get enough information from the mask fragments, but Hitomi's special eyes might be able to.

"But as a clue, it's enough... After all, you're still here, and you still have those special 'eyes'."

The boss's dejected mood lasted for less than a second—he was probably lamenting that no matter how strong he was, he couldn't compare to the chosen, overpowered talent—Hitomi?

Boss Shen's attempts to get closer to Tong were not without ulterior motives. It wasn't solely based on the feelings they had developed from working together for several years; he also wanted to accumulate gratitude for Tong's help during her early years.

After all, if Tong, with her special eye technique, were to one day grow stronger than Lady Mirage, she could easily kick her aside and make her a formidable rival on her path to the Supreme Dragon Curse...

But if one could use affection and gratitude to firmly bind their precious Tong to their side, there wouldn't be so many worries...

"Come on, little director, it's time for your eye technique to really come into play."

On the table in front of Tong, a small incense burner spontaneously combusted without flame, emitting a rich and pleasant fragrance.

"Before you reach the incense burner, use your eye power to sense that magical power... My incense will help you establish a connection with it."

Tong obediently did as she was told, without ever considering the possibility that Boss Shen might harm her in the slightest—her trust in Boss Shen had been established several years ago.

At that moment, a thought flashed through Tong's mind—it seemed that Boss Shen's attacks, defenses, teleportation... all relied on the white smoke emanating from her ever-present pipe...

What is that Boss Shen smoking every day—tobacco or incense?

"Bang."

"Ouch..."

The white smoke from the burning incense transformed into the shape of a pipe and gently tapped Tong's forehead—it was strange, the seemingly ethereal and intangible "pipe" could actually deal physical damage?!

"Hurry up, what are you thinking about?"

"Okay, okay, boss lady~"

Tong raised two fingers and drew them downwards from her brow. A vertical pupil, blue on the outside and purple on the inside, constructed of incantation, appeared out of thin air, intertwined with the swirling white mist, spinning and flashing as it rushed towards Tong's eyes.

Finally, Tong's spirit was twisted and transported to a dark blue space made of chains and candlesticks...

Inside the space, a phantom figure was tightly bound by chains.

“Come…come closer…let’s…talk…”

The figure was a spirit, conscious, but without a face; its face was deathly pale.

"I haven't spoken to anyone in so long..."

"While I'm still conscious..."

"Your eyes are really special..."

Hitomi approached "Him," seemingly wanting to hear what was so special about her eyes—even though Hitomi herself knew very little about the "eye technique" she possessed.

"He seems to have noticed! He's coming!"

Listen up! I'm here—

The phantom's voice suddenly became agitated and terrified, struggling to break free from its previous weak tone, trying to plead for help from Tong, to tell her where it was trapped—

Unfortunately, it was too late.

A black, ink-like aura flickered on the face of the illusory figure, and then a black mask covered the figure's face.

Another person's voice came from "His" throat—

"An ant that coveted the Supreme Dragon Curse—how did it manage to find its way here?!"

"Get out!!!"

The immense magical power swept towards Tong, and in just a moment, everything went black before Tong's eyes, and she fainted.

"哐~"

"Ouch~"

A familiar, genuine smoking pipe was tapping on her head, and Tong gradually woke up from her coma.

"Just now......."

Before Hitomi could even recount what she had seen and heard to Boss Mirage, Boss Mirage seemed to already know everything, and continued Hitomi's rambling words.

"It seems that some supreme dragon curse is being imprisoned."

"The opponent is not weak... seems a bit troublesome?"

"Of course~ I believe that as long as our little director is here, we will definitely be able to obtain all the Supreme Dragon Curses in the end, right~?"

Tong clutched the back of her head, feeling dizzy, somewhat surprised that Boss Shen had such high hopes for her.

Suddenly, a feeling of "a scholar would die for one who understands him" welled up in my heart!

"Hehehe... Boss lady, what you said makes me blush... Am I really that amazing, hahaha~"

A brilliant idea struck me!

Tong suddenly realized this was a good opportunity to ask the landlady about her previous promise to replace the bed and door!

"By the way, boss lady, what you told me before..."

"Whoo~"

A cold wind blew by, and there was no sound from inside the room, nor could any trace of life be detected.

"Hello? Hello!!! Boss??? Boss lady??? Are you there???"

"Lady Mirage~Lady Mirage~?? Lady—!!"

Hitomi quickly pressed herself against the door and pounded on it vigorously, peering through the crack. Even using her magical eye technique, she could only see complete darkness inside...

"My good boss? My good boss's wife?? Mom?!"

"Oh my God, my dear mother! Waaaaaahh ...

Tong tried to break in, but the flimsy wooden door was more sturdy than the Zhenlong Division's prison, and harder to pry open than Min Moyou's arm...

Pooh!

Bah Bah!

bah bah bah!

What am I thinking about!

Tong slumped helplessly to the ground, her upper body leaning against the door. Even her knees couldn't support her weight; she was like a limp lump of mud mixed with swill, limp and lifeless, her eyes devoid of any light...

"I just want a bed, is that such an unreasonable request...?"

"Is it my fault...? Did I scare Boss Mirage...?"

Tong tilted her head and muttered to herself, as if she had lost all hope in life...

Forget it, forget it. Maybe next time. Next time, I'll find a chance when Boss Shen can't escape and catch her to ask her.

We've been going through this for years, so why not just endure it a little longer...?

Ugh……

Tong shook her head, still feeling dizzy, and a wave of exhaustion washed over her...

It seems he injured his head when he was kicked out of that unknown space by that unknown person.

I'm probably too tired; I need to rest...

Grandpa Du lay on his leather chair, watching Tong, who had excitedly rushed upstairs, only to droop her head and drag herself back to her room a few minutes later, looking as if she had lost her soul...

What's going on? Has the director been bewitched by Lady Mirage?

Tong finally managed to get to her own private single sofa, where she sprawled out, a comforting feeling of being supported washing over her, and she instantly fell into a deep sleep...

Sleep well, zzz.......

Sleeping well...

Goodnight, zzzz.......

All that complaining about the old, worn-out sofa just shows they're not tired enough...

When they get tired, they stop complaining.

Even knowing that I'll wake up with a sore back tomorrow, I can't even move an inch right now...

zzzzz......

............

Meanwhile, late at night, on the rooftop of Linglong Pavilion Food City, a dragon realm entrance quietly opened...

An old man stood erratically before the entrance to the Dragon Realm, as if guided by something. Deep within his confused and hazy eyes lay an unwavering determination.

Leaning on a cane, trembling unsteadily, she still walked into the Dragon Realm without hesitation...

"Soaring...soaring————"

"I've come...to find you..."

He was also a dragon's offspring, but not as powerful.

The clothing they wore bore the distinctive emblem of the Yu family.

The old man's identity is becoming increasingly clear—Yu Youquan, Yu Bing's second grandfather who has been missing for many days.

The second grandfather, who had been avoiding Yu Bing for several days,

We're just waiting for this Dragon Realm to open tonight.

..........

Outside the window, the birdsong in the early morning is melodious and pleasant.

Inside the window, Yu Bing, not yet fully awake, tossed and turned in bed.

"Ugh...it's hot..."

Still half-asleep, Yu Bing first felt that she had slept exceptionally well last night.

Then, feeling that the bed was a bit too warm, I subconsciously moved towards a cooler direction.

hmm~

Comfortable~

Yu Bing, who was sweating slightly from the stuffiness, felt as if she had hugged a cool bamboo mat and couldn't put it down.

Even she, who is usually very strict with herself, unusually wanted to stay in bed longer...

Staying in bed too long?

bed? ? !

Yu Bing felt a jolt, her hair stood on end, and she instantly snapped back to reality!

Looking at the blanket covering me, feeling the soft mattress beneath me...

Looking down, Yu Bing saw her head resting on a flat, cool body with slightly muscular waist and abdomen...

Looking up, she saw Min Moyou's subordinate—the one called "Griffin"—sitting up against the headboard, putting on her usual undershirt. The first few buttons were fastened, barely covering the small moon; the remaining buttons were stuck because of her head...

Turning her head, she saw Min Moyou, shirtless, reclining like Maitreya Buddha, smiling as he watched her lean against his subordinate.

"You two...? You seem to get along quite well."

Thus, Min Moyou witnessed Yu Bing's eyes go from bewilderment to terror, and finally, she screamed "Ah—ah—" without any clan decorum.

Yu Bing hurriedly got up from the griffin, rummaging through his clothes and checking every part of his body, even his feet and armpits!

Although she had never eaten pork, she had heard that some people...!

The movements were inevitably quite large, and some glimpses of spring were inevitably revealed, giving Minmo You a feast for the eyes.

"woman."

Are you...overjoyed because I'm getting close?

Min Moyou turned and pressed down on Yu Bing's shoulder, delivering a deep, resonant CEO-style line with a wicked smile.

[Congratulations, host, for activating the domineering CEO quote, "Woman, are you overjoyed because I'm getting close?". Domineering CEO portrayal level increased by 1%, current portrayal level: 54%.]

The next second, Yu Bing haphazardly shoved his hand away. Yu Bing's frantic symptoms showed no signs of abating; in fact, they seemed to be worsening...

The griffin silently rose, dressed itself neatly in front of Min Moyou, and then disappeared from Min Moyou's sight.

Yu Bing was still not calmed down even after the griffin had dressed properly, muttering something like, "It's over... it's not clean anymore... he really did... I knew it..."

Min Moyou called her name several times, but Yu Bing did not respond at all.

Min Moyou frowned – since even the CEO's quotes can't wake you up, then I'll have to use my ultimate move!

"Yubing, the way you are now is really unbecoming of a clan."

Yu Bing stopped what she was doing and immediately calmed down.

"Yes...yes! Calm down...calm down!"

"Maintain clan traditions!"

"I, Yu Bing, am the inheritor of the Yu family's style... I should remain calm even if Mount Tai collapses before me... What kind of image would I have if I were so rash and impulsive...?"

As Yu Bing began his hypnotic mutterings, a sense of clarity and brilliance gradually emerged in his eyes.

Turning her gaze to the cheerful Min Moyou, she pulled the small blanket tighter around her disheveled body and asked in a trembling voice:

"you you......."

"Tell me... what have you done...?"

Why do I feel like I haven't noticed anything?

As Yu Bing calmed down, she gradually realized—it seemed like there were no signs of tampering with her...?

"Didn't you say you wouldn't interfere in the matters between me and my subordinates? We had an agreement."

But Min Moyou saw Yu Bing staring intently at him, as if she would keep staring until he gave her an explanation!

"But since you want to know, I can tell you. Be grateful for my magnanimity, woman."

Min Moyou had no choice but to set aside his pride and reluctantly "explain" to her.

"You forgot? I told you. Last night it was almost the third day, and I should have cleared the accumulated Lion's Fury from my good subordinate's body."

"I was thinking, since we've been clearing the Lion's Fury from her body through physical contact before, would closer contact be more effective?"

"What if it's a negative-distance contact?"

"So I..."

Min Moyou rested her chin on her hand, looking like she was seriously recalling something, her face serious as she prepared to give Yu Bing a proper answer to her question.

"Snapped!"

Yu Bing interrupted Min Moyou fiercely, slamming her hands on the blanket.

"Who cares about what's going on between you and her!"

"What I'm asking is—how...how...did I...get...here...?"

"Oh, you mean this?"

It seemed that only now did Min Moyou realize what Yu Bing wanted to hear.

"This brings us to last night when someone sleepwalked out of the study, muttering something like 'Stay with me,' 'Don't go,' and so on, before suddenly pounced on the bed, right between me and my subordinate, who were just about to rest..."

Min Moyou's face was full of righteousness, as if he were the embodiment of justice!

Yu Bing started to doubt herself after reading this...

Could it be that I... yesterday...?

Hmm—how could I possibly…!?

But if Min Moyou dragged me from the study to the bed, there's no reason for him not to do anything...?

Coupled with the scene Yu Bing saw when she woke up, and the results of her physical examination, she believed about 70-80% of what Min Moyou said...

In that instant, Yu Bing recalled her flustered and uneasy state just moments before, and her pretty face flushed crimson...

Without understanding the truth of the matter, I actually thought...

That's so unlike the way clans are!

And it made him a laughingstock...

No! I have to... I have to change the subject quickly!

"So...so how was the new method you used yesterday to clear away the Lion's Fury...uh...?"

"The results were remarkable."

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