Full-Time Magister: You're selling soul beasts in Shanghai?

"Xu Beichen is not a man without weaknesses. As far as I know, he has countless confidantes. This is an opportunity."

The Black leader said quite naturally.

The councilors below looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

A head of state actually intends to use a honey trap?

However, this is indeed a very useful strategy, after all, Britain had already placed its bets long ago.

Even the Grand Duke delivered himself right to their doorstep.

"Your Majesty, I have a temple mage under my command named Oruna, who is exceptional in both talent and appearance," an elderly councilor said.

"I've met this Oluna. Her looks are certainly stunning, and most importantly, she's still very young," another councilor chimed in.

"Heh, she alone isn't enough," the Black leader said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the state-level elders and bigwigs below were all stunned.

"Your Excellency, are you perhaps planning to send a few more?"

The Black leader shook his head, then nodded.

Everyone was dumbfounded. What did this mean?

An elderly state official glanced tentatively at the Black head of state a few times, swallowed hard, and continued, "Your Excellency, you wouldn't actually consider your two daughters, Xu Beichen, to be suitable?"

The Black leader's face immediately turned black, though he could not discern any difference.

That's a slap in the face to him!

Even if it wasn't a lie, saying it to his face still made him very unhappy.

"Ahem, actually, appearance is one aspect, but I heard that Xu Beichen doesn't like dark skin, so Your Excellency..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, another senior official from the state took the initiative to break the ice.

Although the words were not finished, the meaning was already self-evident.

When the Black leader heard this, he almost spat blood onto these people.

Those old geezers definitely did it on purpose!

Compared to other state-level magic associations, the head of the Temple of Liberty has the least real power.

"I have already contacted the Victorian family."

It took the Black leader a long time to suppress his anger and speak to the crowd as calmly as possible.

Upon hearing this, everyone else was stunned. What did this have to do with the Victorian aristocracy?

"What does this have to do with what we're talking about now?" the bald elder asked, looking puzzled.

At this moment, the elderly man sitting at the head of the right row spoke up:

"Among the candidates for the next head of state, there seems to be a businessman running for office. His daughter is quite beautiful and might be able to compete with the British Grand Duke."

Upon hearing this, the Black leader's gaze immediately turned hostile.

He hasn't even stepped down yet, and you're already planning to support the next head of state?

To the surprise of the Black leader, the old man immediately gained the support of many people as soon as he opened his mouth.

To avoid incurring public outrage, the Black leader could only evade the question by saying, "I've heard about it, but it seems she's already married."

"Isn't this better?" the old man said dismissively.

At this point, the jaws of those who had initially supported the old man nearly dropped to the floor.

Holy crap, are you guys just showing off your lack of common sense?

"I've already made contact with Mrs. Loo, and I've heard that she's been trying to save her husband," the black leader said abruptly.

"Mrs. Loo?"

The people below were stunned; this matter was indeed not a big secret.

But what does that have to do with them?

"I heard that Xu Beichen's teacher is a dragon in human form, and perhaps he has a way to save Lady Luo's husband."

"Really?"

"It's not impossible. After all, it's rumored that his culinary skills came from his teacher, and Mrs. Loo won't give up as long as there's even the slightest possibility."

"But that's not right. The Victoria family has a close relationship with Xu Beichen, and they even had business dealings a long time ago. Mrs. Luo could have just said it to his face."

"Hehe, in fact, Xu Beichen only has business dealings with Duke Weller, and is not familiar with this Lady Loo at all."

Asian Magic Association

"Xu Beichen! You actually have such a powerful teacher!"

Su Lu's face was grim, her eyes flashing with a look of madness, envy, jealousy and hatred.

He has been recuperating ever since he was severely injured on Tyrant Mountain.

After the Holy City was destroyed, Su Lu was always worried that the Asian Magic Association would become the second target of retribution.

But Xu Beichen seemed to have forgotten about him and showed no intention of causing him any trouble.

Could it be that this guy has forgotten about him?

"Lord Su Lu, the temple has been able to deal with so many emperors, and its power has long surpassed that of the Holy City. It would be best if we did not make enemies with them, but instead yield for the time being and then deal with them slowly."

Just as everyone was arguing, a middle-aged man with silver-gray hair looked at Su Lu and said something.

This middle-aged man is Xi Zhe, the second-in-command of the Asian Magic Association, a powerful individual capable of casting forbidden spells on his own!

"That's right. Now is not the time to confront them. We need to wait for an opportunity."

Su Lu smiled, his expression suggesting that everything was under his control.

"An opportunity?" Xi Zhe looked puzzled. Could it be that Lord Su Lu was planning something again?

Hopefully, it won't be a futile effort.

"Teacher, why are there always so many?"

Inside the room, Shaka looked up at Xu Beichen with a hint of resentment in her eyes.

Xu Beichen ran a hand through her purple hair, feeling completely refreshed and satisfied, both physically and mentally.

Her long, flowing purple hair cascaded down to her waist, the ends slightly curled.

The hair shimmered with a mysterious and captivating luster under the light, as if it had been sculpted from amethyst, and each strand seemed to have a life of its own.

Her face was fair and delicate, with a faint pink hue, and her two willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a touch of innate playfulness and charm.

Her eyes were like violet gemstones, deep and bright, with a lively and cunning light flashing in their movement.

The occasional languid expression it reveals is just like that of a noble and leisurely Persian cat, making it impossible not to be captivated by it.

Her lips were full and luscious, with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, carrying a faint smile that conveyed both aloofness and a mysterious charm that drew people in.

She was tall and graceful, wearing a floor-length purple robe made of soft, lustrous fabric embroidered with intricate gold patterns.

A thin purple belt was tied around her waist, highlighting her slender waist, so delicate that it seemed as if it would break with the slightest touch.

"You did a great job today. I'll treat you to a big meal later," Xu Beichen said.

"real?"

Saga suddenly stood up and jumped onto Xu Beichen.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs tightly around his waist, her whole body clinging to Xu Beichen like a happy koala.

Shaka's delicate face pressed against Xu Beichen's, her breath sweet as orchids, her voice filled with barely suppressed joy and excitement. (End of Chapter)