Wei Xue sat at her desk, looking over some documents with a frown. She was the CEO of the company, but she didn't enjoy the work as much as she thought she would. It was stressful and demanding, leaving her little time for herself.
All the achievements were due to the researcher and others. She was basically a nepo baby enjoying the luxury without any actual skill.
Just as she was about to sign another document, her assistant burst into her office, looking flustered, sweat forming on her brow.
"Ms. Wei!" She exclaimed in panic. "There's an emergency! A man… a man just entered the building and beat up the security guard! He's on his way up here right now!"
Wei Xue's eyes widened in shock. What do you mean by a man is on his way here? Where are the guards?
She quickly stood up from her chair, her heart racing.
The thought of a stranger invading their office was terrifying. She has heard; some mentally ill people like to kill rich people before they kill themselves, believing life is unfair due to rich people.
Just then, the elevator doors slid open, revealing a tall and imposing figure.
It was Long Aotian.
Wei Xue froze, her eyes locked on his face.
Th-this man?
She recognized him immediately, remembering the humiliating incident from the day before. Anger and shame surged within her.
"You... You... You... Why are you here?" She asked, trying to keep her voice steady. However, her fear was evident in her trembling tone.
Long Aotian smiled calmly, unfazed by her expression. "Miss Wei, we meet again." He greeted, his tone neutral.
Wei Xue took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves.
"What do you want?" she asked, forcing herself to sound firm. "If you're here to cause trouble, then leave now." She added, trying to assert some authority.
Long Aotian chuckled softly. "I'm not here to cause trouble," he said, his smile widening. "I just want to talk. Can we do that?"
He asked, his tone almost mocking.
Wei Xue hesitated for a moment. Part of her wanted to call security and have him thrown out, but another part of her was curious.
What could this man possibly want to talk about? Was it related to the incident yesterday?
After a brief internal struggle, she decided to hear him out.
"Fine," she said, nodding slowly. "We can talk. But make it quick. I'm busy." She lied, trying to maintain an air of importance.
Long Aotian nodded, seemingly satisfied with her response. "Of course," he said, taking a seat across from her desk. "Let's make this quick then." He agreed, leaning back in his chair.
Seeing him like this, she gritted her teeth. He was acting like he owned this place.
But what happened next made her eyes almost pop out of her sockets. The teacup was floating in the air.
Eh!?
She rubbed her eyes and looked again.
No, she wasn't seeing things. The teacup truly was floating.
But how? What sorcery is this?
"Ahem* Ahem* I want to ask how much you know about the martial arts society." He wasn't the type to act pig to eat the tiger.
Wei Xue however trembled involuntarily. Martial artists are the hidden forces, that even her grandfather dares not offend.
Cold sweat formed on her back. It is said that a powerful and influential family was wiped out by a martial artist and even the government couldn't do anything about it.
This man can magically lift the teapot, this guy must be a powerful master artist. She wasn't dumb, offending a martial artist clearly means putting your family in danger.
The most logical thing to do is to ask the other party for forgiveness and provide some compensation.
"Sir, I was rude to you yesterday. I apologize for that. Please, have some tea." She said nervously, gesturing to the teacup that was still floating in the air. She didn't know how to pour tea into a floating cup.
Things like this have never happened to her before.
Long Aotian noticed her nervousness and chuckled.
She was quick-witted and smart, quickly assessing the situation and making a decision. Well, she can't be said to be smart, that's the basic wisdom.
"Let's not get into tea... I am here for a serious matter," Long Aotian said.
Think carefully, what's the best way to find all the remaining four women of Ye Chen's destiny? Isn't it fairly simple, just ask Ye Chen.
Long Aotian first plans to use Wei Xue as a pawn by intimidating her using his cultivation, then with her little help, he can easily find the remaining four women.
All she has to do is coax Ye Chen a little and force him to reveal other women. Ye Chen might even be excited knowing that his first wife will help him locate the other wife.
"I want to ask, is Ye Chen the husband your grandfather found for you?" He asked directly.
Wei Xue was taken aback by his blunt question. "How do you know about Ye Chen?" she asked, her voice tinged with surprise and suspicion.
Long Aotian ignored her question and continued. "He has five marriage contracts, I want you to dig out the identity of the other four women. I will give you two days, if you manage to do it, this seat, will make you my concubine."
He said calmly.
Wei Xue stared at him, her mouth slightly agape. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Did he really just offer to make her his concubine? She felt both insulted and humiliated by his audacity.
However, she was also aware of the power he seemed to possess. She didn't want to make an enemy out of him, not after seeing what he could do to a teacup.
Seeing her hesitation, he spoke, "Don't worry, if you become my concubine, I will make sure you become a cultivator."
He added as a temptation.
Wei Xue bit her lip. Cultivator? Isn't that just a myth? But looking at the floating cup, maybe there was some truth to it. She had to think carefully.
On one hand, she could become a cultivator and gain unimaginable power. On the other hand, she would be lowering her status by becoming a concubine. It was a difficult choice.
Finally, she made up her mind. "Alright," she agreed, her tone hesitant but resolute. "I'll help you. But you have to keep your promise."
Long Aotian raised an eyebrow. "Oh, in what capacity do you think you can discuss with me?" He asked, amused.
Wei Xue didn't expect this man to be so arrogant. She gritted her teeth in anger. She wanted to say something back, but she knew better. She had to swallow her pride for now.
Long Aotian grinned. "Good choice. Come give me your hand..." he said, extending his own hand across the desk.
Wei Xue looked at him suspiciously yet she could only offer her hand to him.
Long Aotian held her hand in his own and released his aura, checking her constitution.
Wei Xue felt a shiver run down her spine at the contact. It sent an unexpected jolt of electricity through her body, making her heart race.
Long Aotian frowned. This woman has little to no cultivation talent. She has no special Yin constitution or hidden bloodline.
This woman was clearly a starting female lead, why doesn't she have any constitution or bloodline?
Luckily, she has a mixed-grade spirit root.
Seeing his frown, Wei Xue asked nervously, "What's wrong?" She couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Had she made a mistake by agreeing to his terms?
Long Aotian shook his head and decided to say nothing.