When Nangong Fengzhi shot a disapproving look towards Yun Ran who had followed them out of the car, Yun Ran immediately widened the distance between herself and Dragon Spirit and blurted out, "I’m not with him!"
Ginsengfruit also quickly stood by Yun Ran’s side, stating that he was not familiar with Dragon Spirit either.
Laughing out of frustration, Dragon Spirit realized for the first time that human shamelessness knew no bounds.
He snorted coldly and walked forward alone, thinking if they said they weren’t with him, he wouldn’t bother with Yun Ran anymore; he’d be a dog if he did!
After Dragon Spirit had walked a distance, Yun Ran met Nangong Fengzhi’s suspicious gaze: "You see, I told you, I’m not with him."
Perhaps Yun Ran’s ’wisdom’ allowed Nangong Fengzhi, who had just lost face, to recover some of her dignity, and the arrogance on her face finally dissipated a bit.
Her attitude towards Yun Ran did not improve much, however, as she turned around and left with others without giving Yun Ran any importance.
Once they had gone, Ginsengfruit looked at Yun Ran with some confusion, "Host, aren’t you afraid that by distancing yourself so quickly from Dragon Spirit, he might deliberately act against you later?"
"I am a contestant, and he’s just a bystander; naturally, we’re not together."
The irritated Nangong Fengzhi still carried anger, and the people behind hurriedly flattered her: "Lady Nangong, those who don’t follow rules, I’ll teach them a lesson later!"
One of the people following behind Nangong Fengzhi suddenly turned back to look at Yun Ran, obviously recognizing who she was, but he chose not to comment.
He had clearly seen that although Yun Ran seemed wise to the situation, her spine was straight throughout, easily dismissing Nangong Fengzhi.
Such a person, how could they be easily dealt with? He didn’t believe it!
He followed behind Nangong Fengzhi merely seeking shelter, hoping to achieve a good ranking, not to be a lackey or enforcer.
Thinking it over, the man intentionally slowed his steps, distancing himself from the others.
Yun Ran, holding her pass, went through the security check and then saw that there was an express lane, but realized it wasn’t available for everyone.
Discussions could be heard from around.
"That must be the passage only for descendants of the Mystical Sect aristocratic families. I’m so envious of them."
"Their families have invested a lot in building this island. It’s not surprising that they get some special treatment for their descendants."
"I’ve heard that every big competition, there are quite a few dark horses emerging from among us, the ones with less visible backing."
"Alas, we, with insufficient resources, even if skilled, get held back quite a bit.
Luckily, the big competition provides us an opportunity to climb up. It’d be best to get into the Special Administration Bureau, or if not, being noticed by other aristocratic families isn’t bad either."
Faced with these remarks, Yun Ran deeply understood, the people of Xuan Sect increasingly needed resources as they progressed.
Those with less orthodox backgrounds or insufficient backing resources really had it tough.
In the past, wasn’t she the one with pockets cleaner than her face? But now, relying on Xie Xuzhi, she was no longer in such a plight.
At this moment, Xie Xuzhi in the conference room, watching the people silenced by what he had just said, suddenly felt an itch in his nose thinking he might sneeze.
Looking around at everyone, he sneered internally: Was someone cursing him in their heart?
But he didn’t mind, if no one cursed him, that would be abnormal.
In the conference room were people from the Special Administration Bureau and various leaders from associations established by Xuanmen people.
After a while, someone finally spoke up, breaking the silence, "Director Xie, what you just said, is it true?"
The people present, all competent, thereby knew how shocking Director Xie’s words were just now.
"In Minister Li’s mind, am I someone who jokes at formal occasions?"
Xie Xuzhi’s counter-question immediately sank everyone’s hearts. They knew what kind of person Xie Xuzhi was.
A seemingly frail man, yet capable of strategizing far-reaching plans, more cunning than a sieve, wouldn’t make such a rookie mistake exposing himself to vulnerability.
Another person spoke with difficulty, "Director Xie, that Jiao Long, oh, I mean, Dragon Spirit daring to perform Body Seizing—are you sure it’s not akin to inviting a wolf into the house?"
Once one spoke up, the rest followed.
"Yeah, we can’t guarantee that he’ll stay in line if his seized body encounters any anomalies.
Or decades later, if that body is unusable, won’t he likely target someone else..."
"This is too dangerous; among us present, I fear none could stand against him, not knowing when someone close might be seized."
Xie Xuzhi, listening to these various opinions, did not respond, as if he truly were a democratic person who would consider others’ views.
Gu Yuan, holding a pen beside him, was seriously taking notes, but if someone were to look at his notebook, they would see.
He was not recording anything at all, instead doodling random things.
Glancing at the people below, Gu Yuan couldn’t help but inward criticize.
These people never learn; the boss merely avoids being targeted by other families for being autocratic.
Providing them a symbolic opportunity to express opinions, but every time, the result had already been set.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, Xie Xuzhi raised his hand to interrupt the ’free speech’;
"If we don’t keep him under close watch, are you sure you can guard against him? Or does anyone here have the ability to eliminate him?"
Suddenly, everyone fell silent then realized; if supervised closely, at least someone could watch him, but if neglected, that would be even more troublesome.
"Then, let’s have someone supervise him. Dragon Spirit is hard to control; what if he hurts someone..."
"I’ll arrange the personnel myself. Does anyone have any other objections?"
Hearing Xie Xuzhi taking over the matter and even using his people for supervision, the rest suddenly had no objections, though sometimes they felt Xie Xuzhi was too assertive, but he was indeed reliable.
Together, everyone voiced, "No objections."
"Good, meeting adjourned."
Gu Yuan looked at these old fellows who acted as if they had struck a great deal, again lamenting: Always led by the nose by the boss, what exactly do these frequently jumping people aim for?