Li Yu lowered his head as he listened to Zhao Qian's curses, wishing he were somewhere else.
Zhao Qian clearly did not regard him as an outsider and held nothing back as he berated Zhao Qing. But Li Yu barely knew her at all. Having witnessed such an embarrassing side of her, he doubted their relationship would be particularly good in the future.
But on second thought, Li Yu figured that was probably what Zhao Qian intended.
After all, from a manager's perspective, it was best to have two subordinates at odds. That way, their superior could remain above the fray and control the balance.
Zhao Qian's original plan had been to support Zhao Qing and have her oppose Yuan Hao within the Branch. Unfortunately, Zhao Qing was far too useless. Even with a Golden Core cultivator backing her, she had failed to win a single colleague over to her side.
That was precisely why, even though Yuan Hao and his cronies had all been caught in one net this time, leaving no obstacles to Zhao Qing's promotion to deputy steward of the Branch, Zhao Qian had still painstakingly selected Li Yu as a disciple.
He knew that even if Zhao Qing became deputy steward, the people beneath her would still pull the wool over her eyes.
Previously, Zhao Qian had not cared much about this. After all, acquiring resources to improve their cultivation was what mattered most to people like them. Power and influence would naturally come flocking once their cultivation rose.
But this case had frightened Zhao Qian into a cold sweat. If not for the unexpected factor of Li Yu, once Ying Feiyun had killed the three members of the Mount Lao Sword Sect, Yuan Hao would only have needed to maneuver a little to ignite a