My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

No, it’s murderous!
Feng San, who had been by Yu Xiheng's side for many years, was very sensitive to such auras.

He felt an extremely chilling killing intent rushing towards him almost instantly, but it stopped abruptly just before it touched him.

Feng San immediately looked at Yu Xiheng and saw that the man remained unmoved, still smiling and drinking tea, chatting and laughing with Ye Wanlan, his expression calm and composed, without the slightest change.

Could it be... that his perception has declined due to the peace and tranquility of the past few years?

Feng San began to fall into self-doubt.

"Hiss..." Xi Jiang suddenly gasped, and he couldn't help but wrap his clothes tighter.

Why did the temperature suddenly drop, and I feel like I've entered a world of ice and snow?
Xi Jiang nudged Feng San's arm and whispered, "Aren't you feeling cold?"

Feng San looked at him coldly: "Get lost, stay away from me!"

Not only are they lowering his IQ, they're also trying to prolong his reaction time.

He absolutely will not allow canyoning to affect his year-end bonus!

Ye Wanlan did indeed harbor murderous intent once again.

Although she knew perfectly well that even she couldn't change the people and things that Si Fuqing disliked.

Si Fuqing likes Yu Xiheng only because he is Yu Xiheng, not because of his status as the Crown Prince.

Yu Xiheng knew this too, but he still said this.

Ye Wanlan was naturally able to know what Yu Xiheng was thinking.

She slowly poured herself a cup of tea: "We emperors are indeed no good people."

Feng San: "..."

Creek descent: "..."

Miss Ye was about to scold Ninth Brother, but she ended up scolding herself as well?

Xi Jiang is a big mouth; she always speaks faster than she thinks: "Does Miss Ye not approve of Ninth Brother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng San showed a rare look of horror and covered his mouth.

Feng San was terrified that their heads would roll the next second.

After all, for both Ye Wanlan and Yu Xiheng, killing someone was just a matter of a head falling to the ground.

"Hmm, I agree," Ye Wanlan said calmly, "but that doesn't stop me from still having the urge to punch someone."

“I understand, I completely understand!” Xi Jiang nodded like a chick pecking at rice. “Miss Si was raised by Miss Ye. Who wouldn’t be angry if this cabbage was taken by her?”

Feng San: "..."

He stepped on the stream.

Who exactly is being insulted?

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Xi Jiang jumped three feet high, then immediately changed his tune, "What I meant was, Miss Si is just too outstanding!"

Ye Wan raised an eyebrow and said slowly, "What you say is absolutely right."

“Qingqing is indeed very outstanding,” Yu Xiheng said with a slight smile. “She is excellent in herself.”

Ye Wanlan said calmly, "What you say is absolutely right."

The atmosphere suddenly froze again.

This time, even Xi Jiang felt that the two immortals might fight again.

The two, supporting each other and trembling, fled the place of trouble.

Xi Jiang said tremblingly, "Feng San, you said serving a ruler is like serving a tiger, but what if you serve two rulers at the same time?"

Feng San remained expressionless, and instead of answering, asked, "When the emperor is angry, millions die. So what about the two emperors?"

“Of course it’s a million square meters!” Xi Jiang said.

Although the two spoke very softly, how could the other three not hear them?

Yan Tingfeng sipped his tea calmly.

It seems that, just as Xiaowan said, people like them always attract some lunatics.

However, if they really start fighting again later, then he and Xiaowan can fight two against one.

As Yan Tingfeng sipped his tea, he observed the undercurrents between his two colleagues. The minds of emperors are always hard to fathom.

Serving the king is like serving a tiger. This is true.

**
At this very moment, in the vast universe.

Si Fuqing had no idea that a great battle had begun and ended. She and Jun Muqian arrived at the last branch of the Time Management Bureau.

There is no communication between the various branches of the Time Management Bureau; all orders are issued from headquarters.

Furthermore, since these major branches are evenly distributed across nine locations in this universe and are far apart, the remaining branches will not receive any news of other branches being destroyed.

Even when the employees of Branch 9 saw Si Fuqing and Jun Muqian arrive alone, they were still laughing and watching as the two were arrested and tortured in the Time Prison.

It wasn't until the entire Division 9 was torn apart in the vast galaxy that they realized the visitors were up to no good.

"All done." Jun Muqian clapped her hands. "It seems that headquarters has also given up on the branch office. This tactic of using someone and then discarding them is a common method they use."

Si Fuqing narrowed her eyes: "So, we still need to take down their stronghold."

"It was bound to happen sooner or later." Jun Muqian snapped her fingers, a meaningful smile suddenly appearing on her lips. "However, an old acquaintance I've never met before has arrived."

We've never met, but he's an old acquaintance?
Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow, realizing why Jun Muqian had said that.

In front of the two of them was another screen.

The screen emitted a crackling sound, and a ghostly image appeared.

"Jun Muqian!" The voice was filled with anger. "You have your own primordial world, and you don't care about its affairs, so why do you come here and act so presumptuously!"

The universe is so vast, containing countless worlds.

While worlds may split, merge, or even parallel worlds may emerge, universes are inherently independent of each other.

This is an unchanging law.

At this point, the voice grew even angrier: "Do you perhaps intend to unleash an immeasurable calamity and destroy two universes?!"

The immeasurable eons are the greatest calamities born from chaos.

It is far more terrifying than the cataclysmic events that every world must experience.

Once the immeasurable calamity descends, only the peak powerhouses at the level of Chaos Controllers and Time Creators will be able to survive.

Everything else will be annihilated in an instant.

Therefore, the rulers of each universe deliberately maintain a balance to prevent the arrival of immeasurable eons.

"I come and go as I please, and do as I please," Jun Muqian sneered. "Do you think you can stop me?"

His voice was hoarse and he was speechless.

If only Jun Muqian had been present today, there might have been ways to make her suffer.

But Si Fuqing is still here.

This current goddess of the Nine Heavens has a temper that is no better than that of the Primordial Lord.

"You cowardly rat hiding your head and tail." Jun Muqian was still laughing. "Come out if you dare!"

"Jun Muqian!" The voice shrieked sharply, "And you, Si Fuqing! You will both die here, you will—"

"Oh!"

Si Fuqing smashed the large screen in front of her.

"Zi la la-"

The screen shattered into pieces, and the sound disappeared.

Branch Office No. 9 was completely reduced to ruins.

Si Fuqing dusted off her hands: "Too much nonsense."

A wise person acts, not speaks.

"Qingqing, let's go." Jun Muqian waved her hand. "It's time to go home."

Si Fuqing looked up at the location of Earth 9 and said softly, "Yes, it's time to go home."

(End of this chapter)