I'm really not the god of time.

Chapter 43 Establishment of the Four-Leaf Clover Hermitage

These six people split into two factions.

It wasn't just a disagreement over magical philosophies, but also a conflict of interest in the society.

Their conflict is irreconcilable and will only intensify day by day.

If this continues, sooner or later it will turn from a war of words into a full-blown war.

Huang Ku didn't gain any advantage and returned to the office furious.

His face was gloomy, and he sat in the chair breathing heavily.

Lin Hao, standing to the side, hadn't noticed the difference in appearance and was still rambling on and on.

"Master, you should have dealt with that brat Zhang Lingyun!"

"And Lan Ruoxi, she's too arrogant, she doesn't respect you at all!"

"We can't let this go; we have to find a chance to get revenge!"

Huang Ku was already in a bad mood, and this idiot's nagging only made him more annoyed.

"Shut up! You don't know anything! Get out of here!"

Lin Hao trembled from the scolding and slunk away.

Huang Ku looked at Ding Shuangshuang and asked in an icy tone:

"Have you found those two people I asked you to investigate?"

Ding Shuangshuang lowered her head, her voice timid:

"Master, I'm investigating, but there are too few clues, making it difficult to follow up."

Huang Ku's anger flared up again, and he slammed his fist on the table.

"Useless! You can't even handle this simple matter! Stop the sale of [Angel Medicine] and have everyone investigate!"

Ding Shuangshuang frowned, hesitated, and then spoke:

"Master, should everyone go?"

Huang Ku glared at her, his tone impatient:

"What's the problem?"

Ding Shuangshuang bit her lip and whispered:

"If the sale of [Angel Drug] is stopped, we will lose our source of income."

"Whatever," Huang Ku said dismissively, completely unconcerned.

Ding Shuangshuang was getting a little anxious:

"But Master, my mother is still in the hospital and needs this money to stay alive."

Huang Ku glared with his dim yellow eyes, his gaze turning fierce in an instant.

But then he thought again that he had no one else around him and he still needed Ding Shuangshuang.

He took a deep breath, his tone softening and becoming somewhat persuasive:

"Ding Shuangshuang, think it over carefully. If we find those two people, will we still have to worry about money?"

Ding Shuangshuang still hesitated, and whispered her objection:

"But Master, even if we find them, they might not obey. And... if something happens to me, my mother will have no one to take care of her."

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Huang Ku's expression instantly turned ferocious, and his tone became as cold as ice:

"Ding Shuangshuang, don't forget who your benefactors are. If you don't find those two people right away, don't even think about getting any more contact with the [Angel Drug], and don't expect to get another penny!"

Ding Shuangshuang shuddered, quickly lowered her head, and said in a panicked voice:

"Master, I know I was wrong. I'll do it right away."

"Get out and get to work!" Huang Ku waved his hand impatiently, his tone full of disdain.

Ding Shuangshuang lowered her head and slowly retreated outside the door.

The moment she closed the door, she gritted her teeth.

Only now has she truly understood.

Her master never treated her as a disciple; he only saw her as a tool.

It's no wonder that Huang Ku is so old; his former apprentices have no feelings for him, and now no one is willing to help him.

At this moment, Ding Shuangshuang stood in the corridor, caught in a deep dilemma.

She didn't know what to do.

Should they simply betray Zhang Lingyun to curry favor with Huang Ku?

Or should they cooperate with Zhang Lingyun to break free from Huang Ku's control?

This concerned her mother's life, making her hesitant to make a decision.

Zhang Lingyun and Xia Youran's scheme

That evening, Zhang Lingyun cooked a big meal.

When Xia Youran finished her homework and walked into the restaurant, she was completely stunned.

She blinked and asked:

"Why is it so lavish today? It feels like a last meal before my execution."

Zhang Lingyun stretched out a finger and gently scraped the tip of her warm nose.

"You little brat, can't you say a single kind word?"

Xia Youran said defiantly:

"Isn't that what I learned from you! Even though you're not a witch, you still can't say nice things."

Zhang Ling was quite helpless:

"Go get two cans of drinks, let's eat."

At the dinner table, Xia Youran was drinking a pink can of Monster Energy drink, while Zhang Lingyun was drinking a black can.

After eating until she was half full, Xia Youran suppressed her cravings and then remembered to ask about the important matter:

"Seriously, why is it so lavish?"

Zhang Lingyun put down his chopsticks and said seriously:

"Tonight I'm going to use the [Spirit Messenger] to conduct our first transaction."

Xia Youran couldn't help but shudder when she thought of the woman with nine heads.

She asked nervously:

"Are you sure there's no problem? That messenger looked really scary."

Zhang Lingyun shrugged and said frankly:

"Actually, there are still many problems that haven't been solved."

Xia Youran was speechless:

"Then what are you so happy about? It's not good to open the champagne too early."

Zhang Lingyun explained:

"What I mean is, let's discuss this while we eat."

Xia Youran's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her face:

"You...you're planning to discuss this with me?"

She suddenly felt a warmth, and felt that she had finally been recognized.

But Zhang Lingyun poured cold water on her enthusiasm:

"Actually, if I could, I would prefer to discuss it with Bailu, because she is smarter."

Xia Youran puffed out her cheeks:

"You really don't know how to talk!"

Zhang Lingyun continued:

"But White Dew isn't always reliable, so I need to discuss it with you."

Xia Youran raised an eyebrow, her tone tinged with displeasure:

"So in your eyes, I'm just a substitute for Bailu?"

Zhang Lingyun nodded:

"That's quite apt."

Xia Youran reached through her black stockings and kicked him in the lower abdomen, the force as undulating as stepping on cotton.

"You really can't say a kind word."

Xia Youran suddenly realized that if she hadn't been with him, this guy would probably have been single for the rest of his life.

Zhang Lingyun pushed his foot away and said:

"Stop fooling around! Let's talk business!"

Xia Youran, while eating, said:

"Then just tell me, and I'll give you my opinion."

Zhang Lingyun nodded and said:

"First, I plan to increase our secrecy so that outsiders can't easily track us down."

"Hmm! That's a good idea. How exactly do we do it?"

"I plan to create a virtual organization and find customers online."

"fine."

"Then can you help me think of a name?"

Xia Youran thought for a moment and said:

"Let's call it the Four-Leaf Clover Hermitage!"

"good!"

Zhang Lingyun nodded vigorously, feeling that the name was really good, full of a sense of mystery.

But Xia Youran then added:

"Last time, you traded my [Hand of the Mage] for only a potion in return. I haven't completed the digestion ritual yet."

Zhang Lingyun smiled awkwardly and said:

"Okay, then I'll take you hiking this weekend, and we'll go find four-leaf clovers together."

Then, the two discussed the goods.

Xia Youran earnestly suggested:

"Let's just sell you the lowest level, the first level of the [Meditation Method]. That way you'll recover faster; I'm afraid you'll get too tired."

Zhang Lingyun nodded, finding it to be very reasonable.

"There's another problem: selling the contract directly would be too easy to expose the deception. So I plan to disguise it as a magic potion, making customers think they've drunk it, which will allow them to break through."

Xia Youran clapped softly:

"That's a truly brilliant idea."

"Then help me come up with another name."