Small Town

Yu Xiaogang's mind went blank. Disappointment and the fury of having his prize snatched away nearly overwhelmed his reason.

All his schemes, all his visions of becoming their master in the future, were like bubbles pricked at that moment. With a pop, they shattered once again without a trace.

Since Tang Hao had produced the pills, the gratitude would naturally be credited to Tang Hao.

Yu Xiaogang was still only a temporary teacher, a tool responsible for laying the foundation while Tang Hao was absent.

He felt like an actor who had prepared meticulously for a long time and was finally about to take the stage, only to be shoved off the moment the curtain rose. All he could do was watch someone else receive all the flowers and applause onstage.

And he could not even resist the person who had pushed him down. He did not dare show the slightest dissatisfaction.

He lowered his head, using the motion of adjusting his glasses to conceal the twisted expression on his face and the intense resentment surging in his eyes.

The office fell into dead silence, broken only by the faint crackling of the oil lamp.

Only after quite a while did Yu Xiaogang barely suppress the turmoil churning in his chest.

He raised his head and forced an ugly smile onto his face. In a dry voice, he said, "Since it is Your Excellency's arrangement, it is naturally for the best. With Your Excellency acting personally, nothing can possibly go wrong."

He picked up the jade box, and it felt as heavy as Qian Jun in his hand.

"I will determine the target Thousand-Year Soul Beast as soon as possible."

His plan had completely fallen through.

Several days later.

A dust-covered carriage rattled over the uneven dirt road and