C263 (1/2)

Speaking of which, it was already a public disagreement.

The two were the bosses of one side, so they should be on par with each other, but if they really fought, what would happen? Obviously, no one else was around, could it be that the First Lady was going to do it herself?

If they really did attack, which side should I help? This question has been on my mind for a long time. Perhaps watching them struggle against each other is the most sensible thing for me to do. That is to say, the biggest winner in the end should be me.

He didn't know why he had become so tactful. Or perhaps the dispute between them had nothing to do with me.

Sure enough, neither of them had a good temper. Since they had already fallen out, why not make a move earlier?

I finally understood that his strength isn't just based on his brain and intelligence. If they were to fight, none of them would be willing to give up.

In the back room that day, the First Lady told me about her past.

He was a noble to begin with, and was born with a noble bloodline. It was no wonder that he was so elegant and noble here, not inferior to others at all.

Unfortunately, because of a dispute, his family had fallen into a dispute with the underworld. When he was still young, his family had already fallen into a trap, and she had been adopted by the underworld boss.

Although the boss treated her quite well, but as he grew older, the boss only used it as a trading tool.

He kept using her, wanting to maximize the benefits of the chess piece he had cultivated.

In the end, she couldn't bear it any longer. The feeling of living in darkness, he was a person who aimed for the light, so he secretly planned a rebellion.

He was someone who dared to take responsibility for his actions. If he won, he would be able to stand up for himself for the rest of his life. However, if he lost, he would die a graveless death.

In the end, he still did not think about his light. He only thought that fate was playing a joke on him, and just when he thought that his life was at stake, he felt like a person was brought to Netherworld Valley.

The First Lady still hadn't figured out who that person was. She only knew that the man was deeply attracted to her and wanted to save his life.

It was the same man who, before dying, had poured all his blood into the First Lady. From then on, the First Lady was no longer a normal person.

There was no other way. Without power, it was impossible to gain a foothold in this place. From that moment on, the First Lady became someone who lived for herself.

He felt that he was younger and prettier, with fairer skin, but he would never be able to see the light of day again.

The price of reaching the top was too high. Perhaps people like me would never understand the sadness behind her smile.

But the blood of the dead did make the First Lady a peerless expert.

Ah Sang's kung fu skills seemed to be quite good as well. With every move he made, he revealed the kind of fighting style that risked his life in the underworld.

However, the only thing he did not have an advantage over was that he was surrounded by the First Lady's guards. If he was alerted, he might not be able to escape.

I was watching two people, both of whom had trusted me and wanted to work with me on important matters.

At this time, there was already a ruckus outside, as if the night meeting had reached its climax with colorful fireworks in the sky.

When he saw the fireworks outside the window, a proud smile appeared on his face.

There are some things you'll never be able to imagine, First Lady. You've been in this position for too long.

Hearing him say that, I understood that the fireworks he would release at the peak of the tide were the signals he gave to his subordinates.

After all, I've asked around before. There are quite a few items in the noble district which were transported from the other two places. Especially downtown, where there is a special fireworks workshop, I think it must be the work of Zan.

The First Lady also seemed to have guessed that the fireworks were strange and that you should know about these things. I didn't only rely on luck and that lotus flower to climb from nowhere to where I am now.

What you're relying on doesn't matter anymore. The only thing you have to worry about now is how you will end up. Perhaps at that time, you will regret not dying but instead flee to Netherworld Valley.

At this time, there were some odd sounds coming from outside. In fact, there were even some shouts of battle faintly sounding out.

The nobles, who were in the midst of a drunken stupor, seemed to have noticed the approaching danger. The noisy banquet immediately came to a halt.

Noticing the change in the situation outside, the fighting in the reception hall suddenly stopped. It was as if the fight between them was just a spin-off for the whole situation. It didn't matter who won or lost.