"So, what we need to do now is act as arrogant and detestable as possible—make everyone, especially the young people from those great aristocratic families and corporate groups, think we're a pack of country bumpkins who struck it rich overnight. We finally managed to stand on the same stage as them, received their pity and charity, yet insist on stomping all over their heads."
At that moment, Huo Qing summarized the requirements of the task An Jing had received from Heavenly Monarch Xi Yi. He pondered for a while, then asked a soul-searching question: "But An Jing, you already are standing on their heads, and nobody thinks you're some country bumpkin who struck it rich—you're too strong. Those people won't think losing to you is anything worth getting angry over."
"That's exactly what troubles me most."
An Jing's expression remained blank. At that moment, he was circulating the Tai-bai Haoling Divine Prohibition to maintain his Taibai Battle Armor. "The people of the Tianyuan Realm aren't particularly hostile. The younger generation is one thing, but executives at major corporations are never emotional. They act with extreme rationality and don't care much about saving face. Given that I've already made something of a name for myself, making them take the first swing at me is nearly impossible."
"Even those so-called 'playboys' can't go against their families to become my enemies."
"Unless..."
He raised a hand and accepted the tea Nian Quan brought over. "I genuinely threaten their fundamental interests."
From Third Middle School's perspective, cooperating with An Jing promised immense profits—there might even be Golden Core backing behind him—while betraying him carried an enormous cost: retaliation from a Golden Core True Lord. Meanwhile, An Jing himself was no weakling, with a Purple Mansion Origin Fate Dharma Treasure and even the potential for