I, disguised as a white dragon, was supported by the state.

The moment the thought of subverting her superiors crossed her mind, she ruthlessly extinguished it.

She knew that the mysterious white dragon was watching from the shadows, and any overstepping of boundaries would be suicidal.

……

A few hours later.

Inside the headquarters building of Sanyou Group.

Misaki Mitomo, who hadn't been here for some time, entered the building.

The security guards and receptionists all recognized her and greeted her respectfully.

They were all slightly surprised when they saw the strangely dressed man with a mask beside her.

They were unaware of what had happened in the Sanyou family, but many employees of the Sanyou Group knew about the fact that the young princess of the Sanyou family had fallen out of favor.

Some employees looked quite strange when they saw her appear in the elevator.

What intrigued them most was the person standing next to Misaki Mitsuyoshi.

The other person was acting mysteriously, wearing a mask. What was he doing following this young lady?

By the time Misaki Miyu entered the group building and took another elevator to the top floor of the high-level office area and conference room, news of her return had already spread throughout the Miyu Group headquarters.

Some well-informed employees had seen information circulating online not long ago.

The woman who confronted the "Demon King," knelt before him, and indirectly triggered the eruption of Mount Fuji appears to be this young lady.

Is this going to be a princess revenge story?

While the employees were buzzing with discussion, a routine board meeting was taking place in the top-floor conference room.

Sanyou Group Chairman and Sanyou Family Head, Sanyou Jianren, presided over the meeting.

After dealing with all the issues, including the temporary ones caused by the eruption of Mount Fuji, Kenji Miyu rubbed his head wearily and took a sip of tea from the cup on the table.

Instead of making his usual summary plans and arrangements, he looked at a man in the lower seat.

Upon meeting his gaze, the man quickly spoke up, "I have another urgent matter to attend to, concerning the addition of new board members..."

He quickly explained the reasons for the proposal and the candidate's strengths.

As he spoke, everyone couldn't help but look at a young man sitting at the end of the table.

The man's real name is Nakamura Iori. Three years ago, he returned from studying in the United States and joined the Sanyou Group.

Because of his rapid promotion, many people have paid attention to him, and some are quite envious, even going so far as to obstruct his promotion.

However, those people have either left the Sanyou Group or been reassigned to peripheral departments.

At first, some people suspected that the other party had gained the favor of Sanyou Jianren, and there were rumors that he would be taken in as a son-in-law or adopted son.

As Misaki Mitsuyoshi was marginalized within the group and her board seat was removed, things became increasingly complicated.

A week ago, Nakamura Iori changed her name to Miyu Iori, and everything suddenly became clear.

illegitimate child!

This story is no longer new, but it still fascinates many.

With a blank expression, Kenjiro Mitsumi looked around at everyone and asked, "Does anyone object to nominating Iori Mitsumi as a director?"

“I agree!” one of the independent directors immediately stated.

The others echoed this sentiment.

They all knew that there was no need for Sanyou Jianren to ask, since the Sanyou Group was the private property of the Sanyou family.

"In that case, then..."

Just as Kenjiro Mitsuyu was about to announce the approval of Iori Mitsuyu's appointment as a director, he suddenly heard a loud shout: "I object!"

Along with that sound came the loud crash of the conference room door being violently slammed open.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

After recognizing the speaker, the expressions of the senior executives of Sanyou Group were quite interesting.

Miyu Iori was pursing her lips, trying hard not to show her happiness, when she suddenly heard these words and looked at them in confusion.

When he saw that the person appearing in the conference room was the little princess of the Sanyou Group, his "older sister," he instinctively felt flustered.

When he saw Sanyu Kenji sitting in the main seat with a gloomy face, he calmed down and even felt a little schadenfreude.

He was hoping this older woman would cause even more trouble, so that his position would be more secure.

"Misaki, stop fooling around!" Kenji Mitomo glared at his daughter, pointing to the conference room door and saying, "Close the door and get out now!"

Miyu Misaki looked at her father with disdain: "Dear father, you're getting senile. I think we should replace you with someone more capable as chairman."

Sanyou Jianren slammed his fist on the table and shouted towards the door, "Security! Where is security?"

Everyone else wisely pretended to be stupid.

They knew this was a family matter for the Sanyou family.

Even though Misaki Miyu is out of favor now, what if she regains her father's affection in the future?

She is quite capable, and her work style is very similar to her father's; she is very vengeful.

Miyu Misaki glanced at everyone, her gaze lingering on a few hesitant individuals for a few more seconds.

The men nodded with forced smiles, swallowing the words that were about to come out.

“I’ve already taken care of the security guards.” Misaki Mito smiled at her father and said, “Would you like to know how I did it?”

Sanyou Kenjin suddenly remembered a piece of news about his daughter that he had heard a few hours earlier, and his face immediately turned ugly.

Miyu Misaki turned to Suhei by the door, her arrogance vanishing, and said in a flattering tone in Daxia language, "Master, please give them a little warning."

After these few hours, she learned a lot more about Suhei.

The other party must have awakened from ancient times, and the only two words they know are "Su Hei" and "Mr. Bai".

But he has a high aptitude for learning and has learned a lot of words in a very short time.

As for his strength, Misaki Mitsuyoshi learned about it when he grabbed her arm and carried her across hundreds of kilometers in a very short time.

She guessed that the other party was much stronger than Watanabe Ichijo!

Most of the people present did not understand the language of Daxia, but Misaki Miyu's attitude made them realize that something was wrong, and they all looked at this masked, strangely dressed guy.

Then they saw the other person raise their hands.

Before they knew what the other side was going to do, a series of loud bangs rang out.

Everyone was stunned when they discovered that the solid glass curtain wall had shattered with a crash, and a cold draft had rushed straight into the conference room.

Many people covered their mouths, but still gasped in surprise.

Sanyou Jianren even plopped down on the ground.

The chair he was sitting on had already turned into a pile of fragments in that loud crash!

He scrambled to his feet, his face pale and bloodless, almost indistinguishable from the color of Su Hei's exposed arms and arms!

Another person who was greatly alarmed was Miyu Iori.

His lower body was already soaked, and those nearby could even smell the stench emanating from him.

He noticed that Misaki Mitsumi was looking at him.

"Where...where did you find this bodyguard?" After getting up, Sanyou Jianren looked at his daughter and the strange man in disbelief.

He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly heard a "smack" and felt a burning pain on his cheek.

The slap stunned Sanyou Jianren, and the others were equally dumbfounded.

“Even though you are my father, you can’t just say whatever you want,” Misaki Mitomo said coldly, looking at her father. “He is my esteemed master!”

Owner?

Sanyou Jianren had just regained some consciousness when he became dizzy again.

Where did my daughter find such a wonderful owner? He wants one too!

"Master, please wait a moment. I'll come out as soon as I've finished dealing with things here." Miyu Misaki approached Suhei earnestly and led him to the reception room next door.

After settling in, she quickly returned to the conference room.

With her arrival, the previously noisy conference room instantly fell silent.

Sanyou Jianren stood awkwardly in front of the empty window, holding his phone.

Miyu Misaki glanced at her father, casually pulled over a chair, placed it in the main seat, and sat down with her legs crossed.

"I propose that I become the chairman of the Sanyou Group. Who agrees?" she said calmly.

The guy who had previously suggested nominating Miyu Iori as a director jumped up as if struck by lightning, raising his hand and shouting, "I agree! Miss Misaki is invincible!"

Sanyou Jianren glared angrily.

"I agree!" the independent director exclaimed. "There is no one more suitable for the position of chairman than Ms. Misaki!"

Others followed suit.

Even Miyu Iori silently raised his hand.

"Former Chairman, what's your opinion?" Misaki Miyu asked her father.

Sanyou Jianren knew that the situation was hopeless.

He seemed to age several years in an instant, his whole demeanor became dejected, and he nodded painfully.

However, when he saw Miyu Misaki pointing at Miyu Iori and calling for him to come over, his heart skipped a beat.

"Misaki, it has nothing to do with him!" He said, his face grim.

“If Father wants him to jump from here, then please plead for him!” Misaki Mitomo sneered.

Kenjiro Miyu's lips trembled, and Iori Miyu felt his legs go weak.

He swallowed hard and stood up, using the conference table for support.

"Kneel down! Crawl over here!" Misaki Mitsumi said indifferently.

For a moment, Miyu Iori struggled on her face, then obediently knelt on the ground, head down, and crawled step by step.

Seeing his pathetic state, Sanyou Jianren suddenly wanted to jump out of the window.

He suddenly realized that he had really chosen the wrong successor.

Miyu Misaki watched as her "little brother" crawled step by step to her feet, his head almost touching her toes, before saying expressionlessly, "Call me Master!"

“Master…Master.” Miyu Iori lowered his head in humiliation.

Seeing his expression, Misaki Mitsumi smiled brightly.

She felt a perverse sense of satisfaction.

……

Chapter 155 Dragon Tomb

After successfully taking control of the Sanyu Group, Misaki Sanyu's first order was not about the group's development, but to hire experts from Otsuka at high salaries to teach Suhei language and various common sense.

She would prefer to teach him herself, but she worried that if she didn't teach him well, it would displease Bai Long, and then she would truly be at a loss.

She was Suhei's servant, not his teacher.

As expected, news of what happened at the Sanyou Group spread, sparking much speculation.

Su Hei, wearing a mask, also attracted some attention.

In the eyes of those powerful and wealthy individuals, this matter was far more important than the eruption of Mount Fuji.

It was no secret that Misaki Mitsumi was kneeling next to Ichijo Watanabe.

The subsequent appearances of the two on Mount Fuji, and Watanabe Ichijo's jumping into the crater, also garnered attention.

When these events are connected, it's easy for someone with a keen eye to analyze the truth.

This event brought about a subtle change in the world.

Bai Lin had no time to concern himself with such trivial matters.