The Steward Demonic Emperor - Chapter 531: Special Background
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Chapter 531: Special Background

Chapter 531: Special Background

Bang!

Zhang Fuguis corpse hit the ground with blood leaking from every hole, his eyes wide open and oblivious.

The other disciples stepped back, s.h.i.+vering in fear.

Kui Lang bowed at Executive Sun again, Executive sir, I have dealt with the perpetrator. What are sirs commands?

Executive Sun was an old weasel as well, knowing when not to question and just warned, Kui Lang, Yue Ling, I dont care about what personal game youre playing, but stay out of the sects affairs, or else

Executive Sun left the threat hanging with savage killing intent, making the two bob their heads in fear.

Also Executive Sun continued, In my decade alongside Sect Leader, I hardly ever saw him raging like this. But even rarer was a rage that he bottled up. That Zhuo Fan may be a laborer, but you better watch it next time.

The twos hearts sank, grimacing.

[Who the h.e.l.l is he for not even Sect Leader would touch him? This is a small matter but from the Sect Leaders att.i.tude]

The two felt even worse.

Executive Sun flicked his sleeve, Since the culprit is punished, Ill be reporting my progress. You better behave!

Executive Sun took to the skies.

The two bowed again, Take care, Executive Sun!

They only straightened when the man was gone from their sights. Their eyes filled with shock.

Elder Yuan came over giggling, He-he-he, I told you so. Zhuo Fan isnt normal

Shove off!

The two snapped.

Elder Yuan s.h.i.+rked and faltered.

The two dealt with the corpse and the other disciples disbanded, waiting around the Labor Office for Zhuo Fan to arrive.

They waited and waited, well into the evening. That was when Zhuo Fan strutted over with the broom on his shoulder.

Yue Ling gnashed her teeth, enraged, Zhuo Fan, now you show up? Where have you been? Dont you know you must return after your task?

Nope, no one told me. Zhuo Fan said simply.

Yue Ling felt awkward, her and Kui Lang lost for words. They had put him on Sect Leaders home with the obvious intention to not see him again. Wasting words on a dead guy wasnt anyones hobby.

Yet this schmuck didnt just return, but even talked back. [Hes got such backing that not even the Sect Leader wants to mess with him.]

The two watched Zhuo Fan with fear and suspicion.

They were dying to put him in his place but the fear of his backers overwrote that desire. So the two were at an impa.s.se, staring at the stuck up Zhuo Fan showing off his swag.

Bottling the rage, Kui Lang said, Since its your first strike and did not know, Ill overlook it. But next time you will be punished!

The fact that he didnt take Zhuo Fans head on the spot showed clearly that he didnt want to mess with Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan grinned. [They mustve got the news already to crush their own pride.]

But Zhuo Fan cared not one bit, Sure, Ill be waiting then.

He pa.s.sed the two with a roll of his eyes, not even looking at them.

Hey, is this how you act? Youre under us, a laborer, yet youre ordering us? Kui Lang was this close to exploding.

Yue Ling glared at his back, but reigned all the hatred in, Kui Lang, he has a special background. Before we are clear what that is exactly, we best not tackle him. We will figure it all out once we look into him.

Kui Lang nodded, flaring his nostrils

While the next tasks were handed out, only Zhuo Fan was left idle since no one pushed any work on him when it came to elders.

[This young master must have one h.e.l.l of a background to act all c.o.c.ky.] What was worse, anything the two tried would backfire.

The earlier case showed it. They got him to sweep Sect Leaders home yet he played around until Sect Leader vented on the Labor Office.

If they were any more late in reacting, theyd have ended up as patsies.

Yue Ling lost all intent to mess with Zhuo Fan, even hoping for the latter to not come looking for trouble. It went so far that every time tasks were handed out, they singled Zhuo Fan out in cleaning the most desolate places.

Like the ancestral cemetery, the plaza at the entrance manned by two pupils welcoming guests; stuff like that.

Those were the only places he couldnt cause trouble at, or any mess he made could be covered.

Zhuo Fan spent the next two months carefree and easygoing, totally ignoring Xie Wuyues advice.

As for getting some credit to partic.i.p.ate in the Double Dragon thingie, thanks but no thanks.

He had all the peace and quiet needed to cultivate here, in the Labor Office. Strutting like a man with a supposedly high background, others gave him a wide berth, only the old man with a broad mentality dropped by to debate on the Dao. All in all, life was good, lavis.h.i.+ng in the tranquility he had yearned for so long.

As for the Labor Office being dirt poor in regards to resources, [Humph, make way, moneybags coming through!]

Zhuo Fan couldnt be happier these few months, just around the time the Demon Scheming Sects inner sect promotion began. Not that he ever gave a d.a.m.n

Ahe-hem, it falls to us, Labor Office, to build the outer disciple promotion stage. Work hard people, if three days later something is out of place and the compet.i.tion cant be held, its your a.s.s on the line!

Kui Lang, Yue Ling and Elder Yuan spoke to the laborers. Kui Lang was using his big voice to intimidate them.

What he got instead was mockery, They are just fighting, whats the point of making a show out of it? Are outer disciples so useless that they cant fight without a stage? Our Asura Circle is far more fitting.

Pff!

The others covered their mouths.

Everyone knew who it was without even looking. The only one to contradict their two bosses in the Labor Office like a true wastrel, was Zhuo Fan with his special background.

So special that even these two prodigal children filled with hot air could only gnash their teeth.

This had been going on over the past few months, quipping at them whenever the chance presented itself.

Zhuo Fan, stop complaining. Do you want to live or not? Kui Lang fumed.

Zhuo Fan shrugged, Want.

Kui Lang looked like he was about to cry. He was the boss in the Labor Office, but ever since this p.r.i.c.k showed up, his name had plunged and plunged at the hands of this obnoxious tyrant.

He was a d.a.m.n spoiled brat!

Yue Ling held her head, lamenting her fate.

She never nitpicked with the kid but the brat had other plans, bothering the h.e.l.l out of them every time and p.i.s.sing them off.

[Just why do all elders and Venerables prodigal sons end up in the Labor Office? At least take some of them to the outer sect!]

But they all knew this prodigal son would one day get b.u.mped up at some point and leave. [But when, in a few years?]

Anything would be better than being stuck in the same place with him

Squinting, they glared at the unphased Zhuo Fan, then sighed at their misfortune.

Elder Yuan laughed it up.

Dad!

Sister!

The two sudden voices caught everyone by surprise. They watched two young people rus.h.i.+ng over.

One was a lovely girl Zhuo Fan knew, Yueer, and the other was a youth in his twenties wearing fancy clothes and bearing a striking resemblance with Kui Lang. His son probably.

Yueer and Kui Lang smiled on seeing each other, but Zhuo Fan eyed the limp hand of Yueer with a sharp look.

[Still damaged?]