Kneel to Me [MTL]

Chapter 121-125

Chapter 121

Song Juyao's reputation among the upper class naturally extended to the government.

Yet, the situation remained perplexing, with some believing her and others remaining skeptical.

Several prominent families concealed the news about Song Juyao, attempting to delay the government's discovery of her rebellious nature. They were aware that if the government unearthed Song Juyao's existence, they would either eliminate or detain her, seeking control. Such a scenario would be detrimental to them, and they might even be subjected to surveillance.

Those who despised Song Juyao did so out of their own vulnerability and fear of losing control over their destinies. The story was different for those who were confident and strong; they believed that wealth could remedy even the worst misfortune.

Who wouldn't want to possess something magical? Who wouldn't desire to transcend the boundaries of human existence, to live eternally, to witness the end of the universe? It was akin to a gamble, and families of their stature were well-acquainted with the concept of pursuing wealth amid risks. Their current prosperity had been built on the daring ventures of their founders.

Their influence ran deep, infiltrating nearly every department. The card matter was veiled as much as possible, with Song Juyao referred to as a master of metaphysics. In China, such masters had always existed, some appearing enigmatic, though entirely distinct from Song Juyao.

"I heard there's been a remarkably potent expert lately. Many are clamoring to buy pills and talisman papers from her." His Excellency, the President, shared this tidbit with the individual opposite, proffering a cup of tea.

"Hmph, Your Excellency knows well that I've never placed faith in such matters." The military marshal emanated a sense of menace, disdain evident in his expression upon hearing these words. He was never one to believe in ghosts and gods, thus he naturally dismissed the notion of any master capable of non-human feats. "Every few years, swindlers like this surface."

"It is indeed difficult to believe." The President concurred, "Regardless, Archie has been dispatched to investigate. We shall know in due course."

"Mr. Jiang is indeed quite dependable." The marshal assented. His presence had preserved their society's stability over the past decade, quelling latent threats and averting disasters. Presumably, should the high-profile figure renowned among the upper class prove perilous, she would vanish swiftly.

...

The vehicles of the prominent families fortuitously converged in the villa area, an unsurprising development. While the families that received the letter could have diverted other recipients, old foes remained unaffected.

Exiting their cars outside Song Juyao's villa, they exchanged handshakes with feigned warmth, maintaining a facade of courtesy.

"You all arrived swiftly."

"You weren't slow either."

"Young Master Yan, does the portal you opened earlier lead anywhere?"

"What about the trumpet you procured earlier?"

"..."

A simmering tension infused the atmosphere, as it marked their initial gathering. The question hung—whom would Song Juyao admit first?

"Welcome, esteemed guests." The grand iron doors swung open, Lin Weiqi emerging with a smile.

"Butler Lin."

These distinguished guests, though previously insignificant in their eyes, approached Lin Weiqi with politeness and respect. This demeanor persisted even as they became followers of Song Juyao.