While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

"oh."

Fang Jing didn't know what to say.

She's still a member of the Zhou family, and they could kill her husband at any time, so it's best for her to keep her mouth shut.

Zhou Ruoxi, on the other hand, underwent a significant psychological change after Yang Ding succeeded in his plan.

In the past, she would never have taken the initiative to talk to Fang Jing.

Subconsciously, she was worried that she would be ostracized by the eldest and second eldest sons after marrying into the Yang family.

Men are terrifying; they can get a woman's heart just by getting her body.

"Regarding your husband and me, I'm not a mistress, and he didn't cheat on me. It was truly out of necessity. I hope you and Ye Rou won't misunderstand."

When Fang Jing saw that Governor Zhou was explaining to her in such a humble tone, she lowered her guard.

"My husband told us everything."

"In detail?"

"Mm." Fang Jing nodded.

"He dares to say something like this, even though it wasn't a proper marriage."

Zhou Ruoxi was a little surprised. Had she even told everyone the whole process?

It's all over; the governor's authority has been completely destroyed.

Fang Jing smiled gently, "Our husband is very good at managing his wife. He's very honest, so no matter what he does, Rou and I support him and trust him."

"I can't tell."

Zhou Ruoxi didn't know much about Yang Ding, only that he had a lot of tricks up his sleeve, some of which were very outrageous, and she thought he was a pervert.

"Has the Governor been cured of his poison?" Fang Jing asked tentatively.

"Thank you for your concern. I think I've... solved half of it. Now I can easily suppress it with my mental power."

"oh!"

Fang Jing nodded slyly, meaning that her husband needed to do it a few more times to make sure it was safe.

Taking Zhou Ruoxi away will make the road ahead much easier; her reputation as the daughter of a Grandmaster and City Lord alone is enough to intimidate many people.

"Which room is the governor staying in? We'll be family from now on. You can come over for dinner tonight."

Zhou Ruoxi pursed her lips, hesitated for a few seconds, and then replied, "Number 75."

"oh!"

The principal was reading in his office. He had originally planned to slowly read through his book collection after retiring at the end of the year.

But now he has to speed things up; it seems like he doesn't have much time left.

It was through reading a large number of books that he gradually realized that Ye Rou's mother's theory was correct.

Internal strife leads nowhere. The cultivation resources consumed by a Grandmaster, if converted into currency, would amount to at least hundreds of billions, or even trillions.

The struggle for power and profit among grandmasters leads to mutual destruction and is a pure waste of resources.

If Yang Ding grows up and can deter all of this, he is willing to do something.

He was somewhat surprised to see Zhou Ruoxi enter, and quickly stood up to greet her.

"Governor, hello, what brings you here at this hour?"

This time, Zhou Ruoxi didn't put on airs; she took off her sunglasses and put them in her pocket.

"Uncle Sun, I've come to talk to you about some personal matters today. Please don't call me Governor, just call me Ruoxi, or niece."

"Please sit wherever you like."

When the principal saw Fang Jing come in, he knew she was no ordinary person.

He quickly locked the door, drew the curtains, and gently stroked the leaves of the pothos plant with his right hand, which was covered with age spots. The small pothos plant began to grow wildly, and in less than ten seconds, it covered the walls, ceiling and floor of the entire room.

Fang Jing looked at the green leaves beside her ear; each one was lush and vibrant with life.

Is this the power of an SSSSS master?

The principal poured water for the two of them, then sat down with his own thermos and took a sip of goji berry tea.

"Take your time. This is my territory. Even if your father came in person, he couldn't eavesdrop."

"I was slept with by Yang Ding."

"Cough cough..."

The kind and amiable old principal touched his neck, rolled his eyes, and coughed, finally coughing up the goji berries stuck in his throat.

He was in tears and almost passed away.

"What did he do to you?"

"That's the one."

Which one?

Sun Changqing got angry.

"Oh dear, Uncle Sun, you've married five wives. I wonder which one they are?"

"This...this is ridiculous! You just got engaged to Zhao Zekai, why are you provoking Yang Ding?"

"I never wanted to marry Zhao Zekai, and the Queen wouldn't agree either. It was my father and Uncle Zhao who made the decision."

"That's an engagement! You've offended two grandmasters at once! Someone's going to die!"

"I am also a victim. Why do you always blame me and protect Yang Ding? He is your own grandson."

"He's dangerous, but your dad won't do anything to you."

Zhou Ruoxi had no choice but to give a brief account of the situation.

The old principal was also very annoyed after hearing this.

"I told your father a long time ago that those illegitimate children are all mentally unstable. The problem is, why did you choose Yang Ding? He can't die in Jiangling City."

Fang Jing, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.

"Principal, Governor Zhou should be one of my husband's destined wives."

"Who told you that?" the old headmaster asked, puzzled.

"Ye Ke would regularly send back rumors from the front lines. She doesn't have the time or the ability, so who else could be behind it?"

The old principal understood Ye Ke's personality and immediately realized what was going on.

"No wonder the Queen rejected your marriage proposals seven times, despite pressure from the Zhou and Zhao families, starting when you were eighteen. It turns out she was saving them for Yang Ding."

Zhou Ruoxi could only sigh helplessly.

When she was eighteen, a graceful young woman, Yang Ding was only eleven and still playing in the mud in the orphanage of the maternal and child health center.

At the end of last year, her father got impatient and told her to resign from her position as governor and marry Zhao Zekai first. Zhou Ruoxi herself was unwilling and has been dragging it out until now.

Then, Yang Ding suddenly appeared in the new semester.

My virginity, which I had held onto so tightly, vanished inexplicably.

Even now, it still feels like a dream; Zhou Ruoxi can't remember what that feeling was like.

"Uncle Sun, could you talk to my dad?"

Sun Changqing waved his hand in disappointment.

"Your father is a grandmaster, a city lord, yet instead of thinking about how to improve the cultivation of the human race, he locks himself in his bunker every day, wasting enormous amounts of black gold mines, hoarding hundreds of billions of cultivation resources and refusing to share them with the younger generation, all just to prolong his life by a hundred years. Do you think there's any point in communicating with him?"

"The Queen visited Jiangling University ten years ago to have a final conversation with your father, but it was all in vain. He was afraid of getting hurt, damaging his cultivation, and having his territory taken away."

"What should we do then?"

Zhou Ruoxi was also at a loss, torn between the interests of her family and the future of humanity.

Sun Changqing took a second sip of goji berry tea, looked at Fang Jing and said, "Tell Yang Ding to prepare for evacuation and go to stay with your parents. Donghai City used to be the most prosperous city in the Dragon Kingdom. You girls will like it."

"Besides the two Grandmasters, there are also a million Eastern Navy soldiers stationed here. There's nothing Old Zhou can do about it."

"Ruoxi also left. I heard that many giant aquatic beasts have recently appeared in the East Sea. Perhaps you can go there to improve your cultivation."

Zhou Ruoxi had served as governor for five years and was not a stubborn person. She could distinguish between advantages and disadvantages and figured it out this morning. If all else failed, she would have to leave with Yang Ding.

Otherwise, if she gets pregnant and doesn't have a husband, she'll be subjected to insults and abuse.

"What if my dad tries to stop me?"

Sun Changqing rubbed his withered hands, adjusted his reading glasses, looked at the two girls, and replied calmly and resolutely, "I offer my blood to Xuanyuan."