Lahat ng Kabanata ng Living With My Lady Boss: Kabanata 1801 - Kabanata 1810

Walton was a smart man. Since the Holy One had made a request for a daily sacrifice, selling him to Greensource Corp for an equal price would be a good thing for sure. If they found the gloves, they would have Greensource Corp make a move after the Holy One left the Jonan family. On the other hand, if they could not find the gloves, they would have Greensource Corp make a move at once. Either way, the Holy One could not stay on in the Jonan family after this. Walton knew clearly that the Holy One had the power to take their luck away, but an evil spell like this one was bound to cause a severe backlash. This man was far too self-centered, and keeping him in the Jonan family would only cause them trouble eventually. Since that was the case, it was probably best they got rid of him sooner. After Greg left, Walton mumbled to himself, "Oh, Albus. You deserved this coming to you, for how disrespectful you were. I have always been stronger than you. Why should I lose to you?" Afte

"The guy the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense of Dasha sent." "Yep, I'm Wilbur Penn. Judging from your accent, I don't think you're the assassin Greensource Corp sent." Wilbur turned around to the sight of a man in black robes wielding a samurai sword. Wilbur smiled and said, "You're from Cherrytopia." "That's right. I've only ever lost once in my life and the person who beat me that one time was killed by you. Since we're lucky enough to run into each other today, how about we have a battle?" Wilbur snapped on the leather gloves. "You seem to have a flame crystal core and the power of destruction in you too, but you can't quite control it yet." The man in the black robes gritted his teeth. "Cut the bullshit. Let's get to it." Wilbur flipped his right hand over, and the thunder cleaver appeared in his grasp as he said loudly, "Since you're looking for death, I'm more than happy to send you on your way." "How are you so sure who's going to die, you bastard? To

Wilbur was not sure how Kyra knew so much, but he was thankful enough that she was not an enemy of his yet. Kyra seemed to care about Tina deeply. What could she be trying to do by revealing all this information to him? Wilbur and Tina returned to the attic, where they turned off the lights and spent the rest of the night skin-to-skin. It was almost dawn when Tina lay on Wilbur's chest and whispered, "Don't leave me again, Wilbur. Once Greensource Corp's crimes have been exposed, I'll go back to live in Dasha with you." Wilbur's gaze flashed at once, and he finally understood Kyra's intentions. Since Cametra was under the control of the Green Leaf Faction and the Scarlet Leaf Faction, Greensource Corp's actions must have drawn the attention of the Scarlet Leaf Faction. Kyra had not joined Greensource Corp, but she was probably a member of the Scarlet Leaf Faction. The Scarlet Leaf Faction had all the important information on Greensource Corp, and they might team up with foreign f

"Indeed," Greg nodded. "But this guy refuses to budge, and I think it might be difficult to get the gloves from him if we don't go about it differently." "How do you think we should go about it, then?" "From what I know, Wilbur Penn is currently staying in Aidementon at a house that belongs to a lady named Tina. She's dating him. Maybe we could kidnap her and force Wilbur to hand the gloves over." Walton frowned, before saying, "We'll go with that. Remember, don't spare Wilbur or Tina before we get the gloves." "Got it. But Wilbur's a cultivator, and I don't think I'm skilled enough to defeat him." "What? Aren't you at mid Ambience level? Are you saying you can't beat Wilbur with your skills?" "That's exactly what I'm saying. From the way I see it, we should lead Wilbur to the underground maze and have the Holy One kill him. That way, we'll have a shot at taking the both of them out if they go at each other too hard." "I guess Greensource Corp hasn't replied to us, then?"

Wilbur rushed back to Aidementon, where Tina flew into Wilbur's arms in a teary embrace before telling him everything that happened. Wilbur nodded. "I see. It seems like the Jonans have not given up looking for those gloves yet. Get ready, there will be more elites coming." The power of destruction and the power of light were two forces that were not known by many, and even most cultivators did not know about them. The gloves forged out of meteorite contained the power of the light, and these people must know about it with how hard they were looking for the gloves. The Holy One was capable of controlling both the power of light and the power of destruction, which must have meant that he was a powerful opponent as well. Half an hour later, a powerful wave of spiritual energy appeared. Wilbur stood on the balcony, watching the door. It was not long before a bald man in black robes and fiery red eyebrows emerged, walking towards the balcony. "You must be Wilbur Penn." Wilbur