“Lass, that President Zhou’s full name is Zhou Kun, and he is the president of Sun Zhou City’s Mystic Association. Sun Zhou City is one of the three main cities of the Boundless Heaven Continent, and its area is much larger than Carefree City’s. Moreover, it is the main city of the Sun family. The Zhou family is Sun Zhou City’s second-largest family, and the Zhou family has had a very close relationship with the Sun family for thousands of years. This Zhou Kun is the first son of the Zhou family and is extremely talented. His mother is also the eldest young lady of the Sun family, so Zhou Kun’s status in the Sun family is also very high.

“Zhou Kun is the beloved disciple of the vice president of the Mystic Association Headquarters, and my master is the president. However, my master has been in seclusion for many years, so basically the vice president decides everything in the Mystic Association Headquarters. He has always hoped that his beloved disciple could inherit the position of president of the Mystic Association Headquarters, so he has been suppressing me. He was the one who arranged for me to be sent to the Mystic Association in Windless City,” Lan Ming explained.

“Old Lan, you’re from the Lan family, right? Isn’t that vice president afraid of offending the Lan family by doing this?” Leng Ruoxue asked curiously.

“Alas! Lass, I’m from a branch family of the Lan family. Moreover, the Mystic Association has regulations that the direct descendants of the Three Great Families are not allowed to hold important positions in the Mystic Association. Moreover, even if I’m from a branch family, becoming a president of the Mystic Association is equivalent to leaving the family, so the family naturally won’t protect me,” Lan Ming said helplessly.

“It seems like the Mystic Association has a lot of rules,” Leng Ruoxue said in realization. This was probably a last resort to prevent the Mystic Association from being controlled by the Three Great Families! However, she didn’t think it was a good idea.

“Yes.” Lan Ming nodded in agreement.

“Doesn’t Zhou Kun also have a close relationship with the Sun family? If he becomes the president, what’s the difference between him and the Sun family being the president?” Leng Ruoxue asked in puzzlement. In her opinion, this was simply exchanging soup for medicine!

“Erm… He isn’t a true member of the Sun family after all. So if he becomes the president, he won’t violate the rules of the Mystic Association.” Two drops of cold sweat dripped down Lan Ming’s forehead. Alas! Must this girl be so sharp! Even though this is something everyone knows, no one has dared to ask so directly!

“If I’m not mistaken, you didn’t really break away from the Lan family, right?” Leng Ruoxue said calmly. Rules were dead, but people were alive. People could find loopholes in rules and use them at any time. This had long been an unchanging fact.

“Yes, I have to do my duty for the Lan family, but the Lan family doesn’t have any responsibilities to me,” Lan Ming said helplessly. This was probably the sorrow of the descendants of aristocratic families! They would always be pawns of their families, and they even had to sacrifice their lives if necessary for the sake of their families’ strength.

“Haven’t you thought about changing your destiny?” Leng Ruoxue asked calmly.

“That won’t be easy.” Lan Ming sighed.

“As long as you have the heart, there’s nothing you can’t do.” Leng Ruoxue didn’t agree at all with Lan Ming’s slightly negative thoughts because becoming stronger had always been her goal. She knew very well that only by becoming a powerhouse above everyone could she control her own destiny, so she had always been working in this direction.

“Lass, you really don’t understand the power of a family.” How could Lan Ming not want to break free from his family’s control! But he couldn’t do it at all at present.

“Hehe, this girl is our family head. Her words are like an imperial edict to us. What else does she need to know!” Old Zao interrupted.

“That’s true. Oh right, Lass, we might be going on the road with Zhou Kun and the others later,” Lan Ming reminded.

“Why?” Leng Ruoxue asked with some displeasure. She didn’t want to go with that Zhou-what’s-his-name.

“I was notified this morning that the headquarters has already sent people to fetch us, so I guess we have to set off together.” This was also the main reason why he told Leng Ruoxue about Zhou Kun. On the way, he had already understood Leng Ruoxue’s character of taking revenge for any enmity, so he was very afraid that she would have a conflict with Zhou Kun. After all, she was definitely not Zhou Kun’s match now.

“Oh, don’t worry. As long as he doesn’t provoke me, I won’t take the initiative to provoke him,” Leng Ruoxue said indifferently. But don’t blame me if that fellow foolishly provokes me!

“That’s good.” Lan Ming was relieved after hearing Leng Ruoxue’s promise because he knew that she wasn’t someone who liked to cause trouble.

“Old Lan, when will they send people?” Leng Ruoxue asked.

“They should be here in an hour. It’s enough for us to have breakfast in the dining hall.” Lan Ming looked at the time.

“Then let’s go!” Leng Ruoxue said.

Leng Ruoxue and the others arrived at the restaurant on the first floor and deliberately found a window seat. But an annoying voice sounded in their ears just as they sat down.

“Yo, isn’t this President Lan? I heard that people from your Windless City’s Mystic Association can finally participate in the competition this year?” a frivolous voice said provocatively.

But no one bothered with him…

“We haven’t seen each other for so long, but I didn’t hear anything about you becoming a mute, President Lan. What? Are these mystics you brought also mute?” Zhou Kun, who was standing by their table, endured his anger and continued provoking. Hmph! He didn’t believe that Lan Ming wouldn’t get angry!

“No one will think you’re a mute if you don’t speak,” Old Zao said indifferently with his head lowered.

“How dare you! How dare you offend your superiors! Do you know who I am?” Zhou Kun roared furiously. No one had dared to speak to him like this before! This old man was dead for sure.

Leng Ruoxue looked up with slight displeasure and glanced indifferently at the man standing in front of their table. This greasy-looking asshole must be Zhou Kun!

Zhou Kun was about 30 years old. He was considered handsome but a little too effeminate. There was a brutal aura between his eyebrows, and his strength should be on par with Lan Ming’s. But this bearing…! It was totally different from Lan Ming’s.