All Chapters of Living With My Lady Boss: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

"Uhh… I guess I'm a little involved, but uhh… I can't make the decision for you, so…" Wilbur stuttered. Faye sighed, smiling painfully. "I know. I won't give you a hard time about this, Boss. I'll handle this on my own." "Uhh… Faye, what does your father do for a living? It feels like he's a pretty big deal, huh?" Wilbur tried to change the topic. Faye scoffed. "He's the gang leader in Howl Province, Endler City. Got rich and successful thanks to one woman, and then forgot all about her. Until now, that is." "Ahh, no wonder," Wilbur said with a frown. Faye smiled all of a sudden. "Say, do you think my position in Cape would be affected if I were to agree to the marriage?" "Of course not," Wilbur replied without hesitation. Faye's smile froze on her face, and she sighed softly. Wilbur said at once, "That's not what I meant! If you don't want to do it, you shouldn't be forced into it. Even if that's what your father wants." "You don't know what he's like. He's going to

"Thanks, Bro," Faron said feebly before beginning to meditate. Wilbur watched over him silently. The cultivation method Wilbur had channeled into Faron was his own Dragon's Chant, but Faron would not be able to reach Wilbur's level without the Dragonsoul. Yet this meant that Faron had taken a step into the world of cultivation and was officially a cultivator. What he could achieve in the future would depend on himself. … Over at the police station, Elsa sat behind her desk in her office with her brows tightly furrowed. Remy had confessed to everything after an afternoon of tense interrogation. All the men and women who took part in Remy's shows had been forced into doing so by Remy himself, who had also drugged them to perform under its influence. They had also tracked the message Remy had sent out on a computer, and it led to one of the higher-ups of Seechertown. Just as Elsa had put out a warrant for this person's arrest, he had already run away. That was alright,

Very soon, the officers detained seven suspects and gathered all of them on the porch. Elsa glanced at them with a frown. "Is that all?" "There's no one else." "Did we get all the drugs?" "We got all the drug-making equipment. This is definitely where the drug production took place." "F*ck my life," Elsa cursed out loud. It seemed like the dealer had run off. How did he know about this raid? Just then, Ryder walked over and glanced at the seven suspects. His gaze flickered, stopping on the third person. It was a man, so skinny that he looked positively ill. He picked up the super cannon and aimed it at the man. "What are you doing? You're going to blow his brains out!" Elsa shouted. How was this bony-looking man going to take a bullet from the super cannon? Yet Ryder's expression was ashen. "He's a cultivator. I can sense the spirit energy from him." Elsa got a fright, drawing her gun and shouting at her team to back away. She knew that the average person was no m

Wilbur frowned. "Wasn't that Ryder guy there? He's an Ambience level cultivator, so he should be able to handle the situation." "I don't think he can. He had a super cannon on him, but he still couldn't kill that beast. He's gone after it unarmed. I'm afraid he might be in danger." "What happened?" Wilbur asked. Elsa told him everything, and Wilbur's brows were tightly furrowed by the time she was done. "Come on, say something!" Elsa panicked. Wilbur said, "I don't know what method this person is using to cultivate, but it's definitely less than savory. Ryder won't be a match for him." "I can see that! That's why I came looking for you," Elsa said. Wilbur glanced at her. "Well, I'm just an outsider." "Dude, are you seriously harping on that at a time like this?" "No, I just didn't like the attitude that Ryder guy gave me." "Come on, just do this for me right now. Get the monster first, and I'll make Ryder apologize to you." "I don't need that. How about you get so

The monster was unimaginably powerful, and any one of its attacks would be fatal. The cleaver slashed through the air, producing screeching sounds with every move. Ryder was skilled and agile. He weaved through the attacks from the cleaver as his blazing dagger stabbed the monster in various places. Both parties were equally skilled, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand. Elsa looked on worriedly. "Aren't you going to help?" "You heard the guy. I'm not allowed to intervene," Wilbur said helplessly. Elsa shook her head. "Surely the rules don't matter at a time like this." "You go, then. I'm not trying to convince someone to let me break their stupid rule," Wilbur said, lighting up another cigarette and taking a long drag. Elsa glared at Wilbur. "Are you trying to get me killed? Do I look like I'm a match for that monster?" "Well, there's nothing I can do about it," Wilbur said. Elsa had no choice but to keep a close eye on the battle, praying with all her migh