The Guard Captain's trial?
Hearing this, Duolisa, whose eyes were already filled with longing, propped herself up with her arms on the table, her delicate face flushing again, so red it looked like it could bleed.
"You... you don't like it?"
Duolisa's body dared not move rashly. She asked in a trembling voice.
"I've never seen such a special trial before," Ye Ming leaned forward slightly, bringing his mouth close to her hot ear, his breath warming her skin. "I hope we can have more of these in the future!"
More of these!
These few words, simple on the surface, carried a certain venom in this moment, causing Duolisa, who had been holding on to her composure, to instantly lose strength in her legs. She was about to fall to her knees.
Fortunately, a pair of strong arms behind her caught her at the crucial moment. However, this forceful action indirectly shattered her last shred of sanity.
Control of her body, too, changed hands.
Thus, the prosecutor, who had lost the ability to resist, became the one being judged, and everything about her was now at the mercy of the person behind her.
She could only passively endure his overwhelming trial until he sent her to the heavens.
By the time the trial concluded, half an hour had passed.
The location of the trial had also shifted from the sweat-drenched desk to the soft bedding.
"Welcome back!"
After the storm had passed, Duolisa lay on Ye Ming's chest like a docile kitten, her eyes sparkling, emanating boundless affection from within.
"I'm back!"
Ye Ming gently picked up two strands of golden hair in his hand, brought them to his nose, and replied softly, "You've all worked hard!"
Having witnessed the grand spectacle of the Qianxue Group, Ye Ming felt a heartfelt emotion for the women who had worked tirelessly behind the scenes.
And every emotion signified the dedication of each person who loved him.
"With you fighting on the front lines, we will naturally guard our home from the rear," Duolisa lay quietly in his arms and smiled, "This is what we should do."
Ever since these women learned of the mission Ye Ming bore, they had been prepared for anything.
Even though the storm they faced had arrived earlier than expected.
They! Had no regrets!
"It's so good to have you all."
Ye Ming buried his head deep in her golden waterfall, his heart finding peace.
"Alright! You haven't met Sister Junxue yet. She's the one who has worked the hardest!" Duolisa gently stroked his head, wanting him to get up.
"No rush!"
Ye Ming swam down along the golden cascade, a wicked smile playing on his lips, "Didn't I say before? We need to have more of these trials."
Hearing this, before Duolisa could even react, her body stiffened abruptly, and she once again became the weak guard captain, powerless to resist.
A new round of trial had begun.
However, just as the two of them were lost in this trial, a discordant sound suddenly broke through.
Knock, knock!
"Guard Captain Duolisa, those people are here again. Please issue instructions!"
As Duolisa heard this, she had just turned the tables and become the one in control. Before she could counterattack, her horn was interrupted.
"Make them wait!"
Duolisa said angrily.
As for Ye Ming, although he was somewhat concerned about what the person outside the door had reported, he was more interested in appreciating Duolisa's "caught between a rock and a hard place" expression at the moment.
"But... but Guard Captain! Those people didn't see Director Fang before and have been kept outside the company by you. This time, they seem to be fully prepared and have brought a formidable expert. Even Elder Xu was defeated. They claim they must see Director Fang, no matter what. I... I'm afraid..."
"We... we can't stop them!"
The person outside reported cautiously.
But Duolisa's mind was elsewhere, and she had no desire to deal with other matters.
She gritted her teeth and reprimanded again, "Ten minutes! If you can't hold them off for even ten minutes, then don't bother coming to work tomorrow!"
Upon hearing this, cold sweat instantly broke out on the person outside.
He knew that their Guard Captain was truly enraged.
Although he didn't know the root of her anger, he was certain that if he failed to stop those people, the consequences would be dire.
"Yes! Yes! Your subordinate will do their utmost to stop them!"
Without daring to say another word, the person outside rushed out with all the guards.
As that person left, Duolisa regrouped and began a rapid offensive.
Fortunately, Ye Ming had also overheard the report from outside. To prevent the situation from escalating further, he decided to help Duolisa.
"Ah!"
With a flip, their positions were swapped, startling Duolisa with a scream.
"Guard Captain, the situation is urgent. Let me take the lead!"
Ye Ming didn't give her a chance to refuse, directly using his actions to silence her desire to resist.
This round of engagement, with both sides rushing at full speed, concluded in five minutes and twenty seconds.
...
Meanwhile, outside Qianxue Group's Tower 5.
Tower 8 was where the previous interview had taken place.
Despite the nearly five hundred meters separating the two towers, a strange rumbling sound had attracted the attention of many.
"Elder Xu! Are you alright?"
At this moment, several guards arrived beside an elder who was pale and spitting blood.
Opposite them stood five figures. Among them, an old monk in a kasaya was the leader.
"Amitabha! This old monk merely came to mediate and had no intention of harming the benefactor. Sinful, sinful!" The old monk clasped his hands together and said calmly.
The old monk appeared to be over sixty, with two long eyebrows, looking benevolent and resembling a wise monk portrayed on television.
He held a string of prayer beads in his palm, continuously sliding them with his fingers, exuding an air of composure.
"Mediate! Is this your attitude of mediation?"
Upon hearing the monk's words, a guard from Qianxue Group couldn't help but curse, "You bald donkey! You injured our people and then claim you were mediating. Have you read too many Buddhist scriptures, you scoundrel?"
The other guards also glared at him furiously.
They knew that the Elder Xu, who had just been injured, was usually gentle and had guided other guards. Although he possessed a cultivation level equivalent to that of a Martial God, he had no arrogance of a Martial God.
Therefore, he was highly respected by the guards. How could they tolerate being injured by the other party under the guise of a nonsensical "mediation"?
"Hmph! Just a few guard dogs, how dare you speak to Master Taiwu like this."
At this moment, a young man walked out from behind the old monk, looking at the guards with disdain and scoffing, "Master Taiwu showed great mercy by not killing him. Not only are you ungrateful, but you also dare to insult him with harsh words. Truly ignorant of your own limitations."
Hearing the youth's words, the guards' faces turned even uglier. They rolled up their sleeves, ready to attack as one.
Seeing this, the youth sneered, "A bunch of good-for-nothings. I advise you to obediently call out Fang Junxue, otherwise... Ah!"
Boom!
But before he could finish speaking, his chest suddenly caved in, and he flew out in a perfect parabolic arc.
"Do you even have the right to utter the name Fang Junxue?"
As the voice faded, a golden silhouette descended from the sky.