People in the Alliance, Time Management Master

Unfortunately, she won't let anyone touch her except for her thighs and the top of her head for the time being.

"Pervert..." The girl bit her lower lip lightly, playfully hitting the other person's chest with one small hand, "You've been going too far lately..."

"Hey, magic potions have gone up in price lately, so you'll have to pay a little more to get the corresponding return," Mu Bai said with a smile.

"Eh...is that so?" Upon hearing this, Syndra nodded shyly. "Alright then...you can be even more outrageous in the future..."

"..." It was just a joke, how could you actually believe it? Isn't that a bit too naive?

Looking at the girl's shy appearance, Mu Bai suddenly felt a little guilty—it felt like he was deceiving an innocent girl into doing something bad, which wasn't right.

"Alright, that's fine." He gently patted the girl's head. "You need to have some opinions of your own, don't just listen to everything I say."

“But… I think you’re right,” Syndra whispered. “I believe whatever you say…”

Mu Bai smiled helplessly, sat up, and hugged the other person.

She slowly closed her eyes, enjoying the warm and powerful feeling.

It feels so good to have someone to rely on and someone to love you...

Chapter Sixteen: Irelia's Invitation

The Noxian soldiers on the island were still fighting for power, and in just a few days they turned the entire port of Philol into a living hell.

Several warships were damaged to varying degrees, and the people on board couldn't even tell whether the culprits were the Ionian resistance or their own people.

Some of them may have realized the seriousness of the situation, but given how things have developed, no one has any way out and can only grit their teeth and continue making trouble.

This farce will never end until the Empire appoints a new general.

With a bag full of fresh fruits and vegetables in one hand and a portrait of his deceased wife in the other, Oken stood on a hillside several hundred meters from the dock, a satisfied yet bitter smile on his face.

Although I didn't manage to kill Mallory, I've still gotten my revenge...

"You died fighting for justice, you gave your life for justice, all Ionia people will forever remember you, my beloved..."

After reminiscing for a while, Oken composed himself, turned and left.

The torrent of war allows people to rest briefly, but it must never stop. Only when all the Noxian bastards are driven out of the country can people stop and properly commemorate the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for their country.

He pulled his hat down low, controlled his pace, and disguised himself as a notorious coward in the surrounding area. He encountered no obstacles on his way back to the hotel.

At that time, a group of gray-robed swordsmen, dressed in their new attire, were drinking tea and chatting in the inn's lobby, each with a smile on their face.

"What delicious food are we having today?" one of them greeted Oken warmly as soon as he saw him.

The success of this mission was due to Mu Bai's contribution of 50%, Syndra's contribution of 30%, and the contributions of everyone else combined of 10%.

The remaining ten percent naturally belonged to Oken, who had brought Mubai into the group.

"Hehe, you'll find out soon enough... Anyway, plenty of food and drink!"

Oken put down the bag and peeked into the stairwell.

"Where is Mr. Mu Bai? All these groceries were bought for him today."

"Probably still sleeping?" A middle-aged swordsman forced a lewd smile, which made everyone burst into laughter.

"I'm afraid his kidneys aren't doing so well anymore, tsk tsk tsk..." Another person chimed in with a lewd joke.

With such a beautiful wife, isn't it normal for him to stay up late at night and catch up on sleep during the day?

Oken paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Before he could finish laughing, everyone else suddenly and tacitly shut their mouths, leaving only his lonely laughter echoing in the hall.

"Hey? What's wrong with you guys?"

"Um...no, it's nothing..." The middle-aged swordsman who started first turned to the other side, "Ahem...speaking of which, I forgot to hang up the clothes last night, haha..."

"Huh?" Oken wanted to ask more, until a hand as strong as an iron clamp landed on his shoulder.

Then came Mu Bai's sinister laughter, "You're laughing quite happily, aren't you? Did you think of something good? Share it with us?"

"I...that...they started it first—no, no, no, that's wrong, that's wrong!"

Oken's screams lasted for a long time.

It wasn't until a table full of hot dishes was served that Mu Bai stopped caring about his joke about his "kidney deficiency".

Creating something out of nothing is a major taboo; in ancient times, it would have been punishable by being drowned in a pig cage!

Syndra sat obediently to the side, maintaining a cold and arrogant expression throughout, only revealing a captivating smile when she spoke to Mu Bai.

"Mr. Mu Bai, is this meal quite plentiful?" Oken asked, rubbing his hands with a fawning expression.

"Get to the point." But Mu Bai felt a little disgusted... It was really hard to believe that a grown man would give you that kind of look.

Oken nodded repeatedly, then winked at a gray-robed swordsman.

Bolton is the most influential person in the squad since the captain's death.

He coughed twice and said to Mu Bai in a carefully chosen tone, "Respected Mr. Mu Bai, we have a request to make..."

"Okay, go ahead," Mu Bai replied while serving food to Syndra. This girl was ridiculously aloof to outsiders, even unwilling to have lunch with anyone.

"It's like this..."

Bolton carefully considered every word he uttered, feeling even more nervous than when he was about to go into battle.

"Our leader, Irelia the Blade Dancer, would like to invite you to visit Navoli Province and experience its culture and customs."

"Hmm..." Mu Bai paused slightly in his chopsticks, then continued, "I've heard that Navoli Province suffered severe war damage. I think it's best for an outsider like me not to go there at this time."

Although Irelia and Karma are there, it's not worth getting involved in the war between Ionia and Noxus for the sake of two Chosen Ones.

Time travel time is limited, so we can't put all our eggs in one basket. It's better to find other chosen ones first and then try our luck.

Bolton understood the implication in the other person's words and quickly explained, "I'm really just going to visit. As for other things... we can talk about them later!"

The other resistance members echoed their sentiments, fearing that Mu Bai would refuse them.

After all, Irelia had emphasized in her letter that she had to win over Mu Bai no matter what.

We can negotiate any price, no matter how high.

"You guys..." Mu Bai rubbed his temples in annoyance, finding it hard to refuse for a moment.

"Mr. Mu Bai, we're just visiting..." Bolton's posture was extremely humble, almost to the point of kneeling down and kowtowing. "You've helped us so much, please allow us to show you some hospitality!"

Just as Mu Bai was struggling with his decision, Oken suddenly jumped out and offered an offer that was impossible to refuse. But this offer wasn't directed at Mu Bai; it was for Syndra.

“Miss Xingdora, there are many excellent tailors in Navori Province. The clothes they make will definitely enhance your beauty. Then... Mr. Mu Bai will definitely like you even more.”

"?!" Syndra suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes filled with expectant little stars.

She stared at Mu Bai with a pitiful look in her eyes. She didn't need to say anything; just staring was enough.

"..." Mu Bai couldn't resist the girl's attacking gaze, but he could transfer the damage to Oken:

"I'll go with you whenever you settle the bill for the thirty gold coins we agreed on."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of resistance fighters immediately buried their heads in their food, and happy smiles returned to their faces.

Only the world where Oken was injured was complete.

PS:

Let me tell you something...

As is widely known, the illustrations in this book are frequently blocked, even those that have been censored...

Today, it's finally time for all the chapters to be sealed.

Chapter 14 has been blocked, but it has been revised and is currently under second review. It's unclear when it will be released.

Seriously, please, all you insiders, have mercy and stop targeting me with your reports... I'm really fed up with people reporting me for the previous bounty chapters (thankfully I wasn't banned, that would be outrageous)...

Earning money isn't easy, why do you have to hurt me like this?

My last book was reported and shut down, and this one isn't doing well either. Why can't they just leave me alone...?

Chapter Seventeen: How did you get the leader to use a honey trap?

In the end, Mu Bai agreed to go with the gray-robed swordsmen to Navoli Province as a guest.

The reason is simple—Syndra wants the tailor there to make her a new outfit, and it would be even better if he could make her a new pair of stockings.

This time she wants to try white.

Okun, on the other hand, stayed behind as the leader of the resistance on Feral Island. He would never leave the land that had given him birth until he had successfully reclaimed the island from the Noxians.

Fortunately, Mu Bai didn't really argue with him about the thirty gold coins, otherwise his little inn would have been ruined.

That was the place where he met and fell in love with his deceased wife. Even if Mu Bai was short of money, he wouldn't force him to sell the house to pay off the debt.

That would be a bit too cold-blooded.

After the carriage had been rocking for two whole days, it finally came to a stop, and Mu Bai finally arrived in Presidium, Navoli Province.

This is one of the most sacred places in Ionia. Many travel great distances to study at prestigious universities or meditate in its lush, enchanted gardens. Undoubtedly, this is why it has become a coveted target for Noxus's invasion.

"Please, my lady."

Mu Bai leaped down from the carriage and then gentlemanly extended his right hand to Syndra, helping her step onto this magical plain imbued with a strong magical aura.

To be fair, without bias or exaggeration, and as an objective observer, I must say that the air in Presidium is indeed much sweeter than that of Philolal Island.

But Syndra doesn't see it that way—the more a place is characteristic of Ionia, the more uncomfortable she feels.

She would never have come here if it weren't for those white silks that could seduce Mu Bai.

"This way, please." As soon as the carriages came to a stop, Bolton immediately ran over to lead the way for the two.

Their arrival did not attract much attention. Only a few people in high positions who knew the inside story cast curious glances, wanting to see how many arms and heads the legendary swordsman had.

But not all of these looks were friendly.

"It seems there's some disharmony within your resistance force as well?" Mu Bai glanced at the crowd indifferently, then lowered his hat brim and asked in a low voice.

"Oh... I'm sorry to have made you laugh..."

Bolton scratched his head sheepishly and explained in the same soft, heavy voice: