Beast Taming: the More the Better

Chapter 145: Chapter 119: Racial Degeneration? Cultivation of Forest Wolf and Elf Wolf!

Su Ping’s gaze shifted from the two people before him. With a bewildered expression, he looked at the suddenly appeared Dong Muyun.

”What are you doing here?”

Dong Muyun’s fox-like eyes held a smile Su Ping had never seen before. ”Listen to you! I have an exclusive room here, you know. I can come back whenever I want. We agreed on this from the beginning!”

They indeed had an agreement. Previously, during the handover, she had said that the topmost room would remain hers to use indefinitely. But you’re not some idle loafer! You’re Queen Dong of Tianyun Group! Don’t you have work to do?

However, these words, these questions, were clearly not for this moment. And just as clearly, some present didn’t want to see them continue their conversation.

”I said, what exactly is the situation with my son? How do you plan to take responsibility?”

Su Ping’s gaze returned to the woman, whose expression was also unpleasant. The fact that Su Ping still had the mood to ’banter and flirt’ at a time like this clearly made her extremely impatient.

The man beside her, however, had his gaze fixed on Dong Muyun ever since she appeared. Despite his seemingly respectable facade, an uncontrollable streak of greed seemed to flicker within him.

Before Su Ping could speak, Dong Muyun chuckled. ”Alright, what’s the point of wasting time showing off and humbling such insignificant people? Leave it to the staff. Don’t worry; Lao Guan was one of my subordinates, after all. He won’t be treated unfairly. I came to find you today because I genuinely have serious business to discuss.”

From start to finish, Dong Muyun’s gaze hadn’t lingered for even a moment on the couple, or indeed on anyone other than Su Ping.

Su Ping slowly exhaled, the rising anger within him gently subsiding.

The couple before him, however, looked slightly startled, as if they hadn’t quite processed the turn of events. They stared at Dong Muyun with uncertainty. Even the woman’s gaze was fixed on her; clearly, Dong Muyun’s casual dismissal of them as ’insignificant people’ had wounded her pride.

Dong Muyun, however, paid them no mind. As she herself had said, as a direct daughter of the Jianghai Dong Family, she understood the rules of this world and its cold, hard class divisions better than anyone. To her, getting angry, or even wasting an extra breath on such trivial matters and insignificant people, was a waste of time. People like her were long accustomed to standing on high, observing the world from their lofty perspective. This way of looking down on others wasn’t like how humans view ants; it was an absolute, clear-eyed understanding of her own position. This was the inherent quality cultivated in a direct heir of a ’Saint-level’ Family.

Su Ping couldn’t quite grasp this feeling, nor did he particularly want to. But Dong Muyun was right about one thing: this matter indeed didn’t require his personal attention. It wasn’t worth calling in favors for such a petty issue.

And indeed, it proved to be so.

A figure slowly stepped out from behind Dong Muyun. It was another woman, with blonde hair and black-rimmed glasses. She wasn’t strikingly beautiful but possessed an air of indescribable competence.

”Director, Young Master Su, please leave this to me.”

Su Ping was momentarily taken aback, but before he could react, a fragrant breeze enveloped him as Dong Muyun put her arm around his shoulder, saying cheerfully, ”Alright, alright, let’s go!”

Somewhat speechless, Su Ping could only follow her into the private elevator heading to the top floor. However, glancing back briefly before the doors closed, he saw that in that short instant, SMACK!

The man, who moments before had worn a composed and haughty expression as if disdaining everything, now had a distorted face. He slapped the woman beside him, then turned to Lao Guan with a subservient smile never seen on him before.

Neither Dong Muyun nor the blonde, bespectacled secretary showed any change in their utterly tranquil expressions, as if they had anticipated everything. Not the slightest flicker of attention or emotion betrayed them.

A strange, indescribable feeling suddenly arose in Su Ping’s heart. This feeling made him realize, as if only at that moment, that he was becoming somewhat different from ordinary people. Yet, Su Ping didn’t understand what this feeling meant. So, when he sat down on the sofa in Dong Muyun’s vast office, he was still pondering it.

Seeing Su Ping lost in thought, Dong Muyun smiled faintly. ”What’s wrong? Still dwelling on that trivial matter? How about this: I’ll have that couple brought up here. I’ll tell them, right to their faces, exactly who you, Su Ping, are.

”You’re the Breeder Association’s soon-to-be youngest Senior Breeder! You’re the favored junior of President Qin from the Beast Master Association! You’re also the business partner I, Dong Muyun, value most!

”You’re a Beast Tamer and Breeder with immeasurable prospects! Want me to call President Qin over?

”Then, we can have that shrewish woman wail and sob, and that clueless man kneel before you and Lao Guan to apologize.

”If that still doesn’t appease your anger, go ahead and kill their seriously injured son. Don’t worry. Forget President Qin; with me here, not a whisper of this will get out. Even the couple themselves wouldn’t dare make a fuss.”