After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

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The driver shook his head.

“That’s different. How can those things that are hyped up with money and media compare to a real god like Congressman Zhou?”

Some women become mistresses of wealthy and high-ranking officials, and their net worth increases a hundredfold. But is this eight hundredfold increase in net worth truly theirs?

No, they belong to the wealthy and high-ranking officials.

Fortunately, Zhou Yan wasn't the kind of mistress who benefited from someone else's fame; he was a wealthy and high-ranking official himself.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhou Yan patted the driver on the shoulder and remarked with emotion.

“My father used to proudly tell me that at home, he and my mother had a very clear division of labor: my mother made the big decisions, and he made the small ones.”

"My mother decides which high school I go to, who I get tutoring from, how much money I give at weddings and funerals."

The driver in military uniform felt a surge of joy.

"So, did your father decide what to have for dinner and how to decorate the garden?"

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"No, my father decides who to vote for in the presidential election, whether to sign the nuclear energy advocacy letter, and whether to approve or disapprove of the national tax opinion letter."

Military driver: "Σ(?д?)?"

For normal people, neither a country nor their own city is a concept so abstract that it can be completely disregarded.

Therefore, any major national event, or even a major state-level event, is a minor matter for ordinary people, because it doesn't matter whether you care or not.

At least in Zhou Yan's family, the inside story of the neighbor's couple's infidelity was far more important than the new president's inaugural speech.

Therefore, the common people around him like him now, but in the near future they will not care about this newly appeared true god.

After all, the difference in their levels is too great.

The military-uniformed driver drove to the Daxing Hotel.

Even today, the luxurious and high-end Daxing Hotel still exudes an extraordinary class. Zhou Yan could see a large number of dignitaries just by looking from the hotel entrance. Some people sensed Zhou Yan's gaze, turned their heads to meet his eyes, and then waved happily.

Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze, the uniformed driver drove into the underground parking lot, Zhou Yan got out of the car and walked into the elevator.

The elevator stopped at the number 12, and with a "ding," the elevator doors opened.

Zhou Yan walked out of the elevator and then walked to room 1203.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath. The calm and serene feeling he had just experienced from leaving the airport to arriving at the hotel was gone. Now, Zhou Yan was a little excited, to the point that he was breathing rapidly.

Zhou Yan raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then knocked on the door.

After knocking, Zhou Yan stopped and focused his gaze on the doorplate, a sense of impending crisis beginning to stir within him.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

Footsteps came from behind door 1203, the steps were light and slow, and when they hit the ground, they made a soft, warm sound.

Zhou Yan could picture in his mind a pair of perfect little feet stepping on the ground, walking gracefully, exuding charm.

Footsteps reached the door, and a soft voice came from the gap in the door frame.

"Open the door."

The suites at Daxing Hotel are all controlled by an AI butler. With a simple "open door" command, the door lock clicks open under the AI butler's control.

The door opened. (The last part, "杷," appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)

A hand grasped the doorknob behind the door, letting a soft click escape through the crack as the door opened.

Zhou Yan began to smell a faint, comforting fragrance. (Qi)

The door was a third open, and Zhou Yan saw the hem of a kimono and white-stockinged feet beneath it.

The door was two-thirds open. (Tumor)

Zhou Yan saw Shinano. (Three)

That white silk fox ear, a super mature fox spirit with a cleavage showing.

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This incredibly mature and alluring woman looked at Zhou Yan with her watery eyes, her fluffy tail wagging happily behind her.

"Brother..."

Seemingly knowing what Zhou Yan liked, the fox ears on the head of the "Shinano" behind the door twitched a few times.

"My ears are a little itchy."

Shinano's breath was as fragrant as orchids.

Zhou Yan looked righteous.

"You must not have cleaned your ears in a long time. They're very dirty. Let me clean them for you. Once they're clean, they won't itch anymore."

"Mmm, brother, help me get it out."

Zhou Yan entered the room and closed the door behind him.

……

Summer-themed hotel, room 305.

Lin Anru knocked on the door of room 305.

A moment later, the door opened, and Lin Anru saw Leng Qing wearing a mask and with a gloomy expression.

Lin'an spoke in a low voice.

"You're here?"

Leng Qing turned around and gestured for him to enter.

Lin Anru inhaled, and the cold wind blew past her teeth, giving her a sensation similar to chewing ice.

After the four-school competition, a demigod as strong as Leng Qing was naturally given a state by the federal government to quell the rebellion. Because Leng Qing was a subordinate of Zhuque, she easily took Lin Anru away and, with Zhuque's assistance, easily recaptured the state government of Junzi State.

Now, a year later, Leng Qing has won over at least 30 million people. In one-third of the entire state, regardless of whether the order is good or bad, at least there is order in operation.

For this, Leng Qing was invited by the federal government to receive an award, and the federal government wanted to mold Leng Qing into a heroine who was no less capable than any man.

However, two days before the award ceremony, instead of the federal government officials visiting Zhuque, someone unexpected came to Leng Qing's door.

As a hero's residence and a place where he might be interviewed in the future, Leng Qing's room is the hotel's top suite, which not only has a balcony, study, living room, but also a small kitchen where guests can choose whether to have the chef cook for them or cook for themselves.

After entering the room, Lin Anru glanced at the kitchen with the refrigerator, then turned her head back to look at Jiu Feng Chu Daoyun, who was sitting in the living room with a calm expression and seemed to be in a good mood.

Lin Anru's expression darkened, but she still took a few steps forward and sat down on the sofa in front of Chu Daoyun.

Leng Qing, who had closed the door, also came over. After all, she was facing a true god. Leng Qing walked to Lin Anru's side and sat down, facing two people at once.

Even so, Lin Anru and Leng Qing felt somewhat uneasy, experiencing an inexplicable sense of defeat when facing Chu Daoyun.

Even though Leng Qing has now raised the proficiency of the "Illusory Heart Sutra" to 85%, this level of proficiency is enough to trigger the contradictions between Jiu Feng's different personalities.

"An Ru..."

Chu Daoyun tried her best to put on a kind smile.

"You should have seen what I posted about you before, right?"

If Lin'an remained silent, Leng Qing's brows furrowed slightly.

A few days ago, when Leng Qing had just arrived in Zhongzhou City, Lin'an Ru received a message from Chu Daoyun—an apology message.

Chu Daoyun began by apologizing, then explained that the curse that nearly killed Lin Anru was cast by her, and expressed her intention to compensate Lin Anru.

Now, we'd like to invite the Buddha of Lin'an to discuss compensation matters.

Why did you curse me?

Lin'an felt as if a mist was slowly dissipating from her body.

"We should have no grudges against each other."

Chu Daoyun shook her head.

"I don't want to talk about these irrelevant things, Anru. I wronged you back then, so I'm prepared to sincerely apologize, and to show you my sincerity..."

Chu Daoyun placed something wrapped in a tote bag next to her on the coffee table in the center of the sofa.

Lin Anru glanced at the gift, and Chu Daoyun gently took a wooden box out of her handbag, positioned the opening facing Lin Anru, and flicked the clasp with her fingers. The clasp opened, and Chu Daoyun lifted the upper part of the wooden box.

A thick layer of moisture emanated from inside the wooden box, and a faint halo appeared on the faces of Lin'an Ru and Leng Qing.

The contents of this wooden box are very wet and shiny.

Chu Daoyun explained.

"How about this, a crystallization of the Dadu River's water transport, three hundred years old?"

The Great River is a major river. Normally, there would be a water god or river god in the Great River. If there is no god, the Great River will condense its own water transport. The snake demon travels through the Great River by taking advantage of the water transport of the Great River to transform into a dragon.

The water-transport crystal in this wooden box is the essence of three hundred years of water transport from a great river. If Lin'an were a demigod of the water system, having such a water-transport essence would allow her to awaken at an unimaginably fast pace.

This was the precious sincerity that Chu Daoyun had obtained after spending several months and requesting a large amount of resources and connections from Baihu, something even Zhuque couldn't offer.

Lin'an remained silent.

Chu Daoyun clasped her hands together, closed the wooden box, and the moisture and light disappeared.

"I hope you can accept my apology, Anru."

Chu Daoyun placed the wooden box containing the Dadu water transport container on the coffee table, pressed down on the top of the box with one hand, and pushed it.

"Creak" sound.

The wooden box was pushed in front of Lin'an Ru.

Lin Anru looked at the wooden box, then at Chu Daoyun, and a playful feeling turned into a smile.

"Miss Chu, we..."

Suddenly, Leng Qing grabbed Lin Anru's hand, which was resting on the sofa, causing her mask to flutter.

Anru is very satisfied with this gift.

Chu Daoyun stared at Leng Qing, who said coldly.

"It's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. From now on, Miss Chu, you go your way and we'll go ours. Let's not meet again."

Chu Daoyun quite liked these words. She was a homebody who could stay home for a year without leaving the house while glued to her computer, so she would avoid people like Leng Qing and Lin Anru as much as possible.

but……

Chu Daoyun said gently.

"I understand, fine, I won't see you then, but..."

Chu Daoyun's tone turned cold.

"You are not allowed to see Xiao Yan again!"

Lin'an said angrily.

"You bastard..."

Leng Qing interrupted.

"I understand, we can do it."

Chu Daoyun nodded in satisfaction.

"It's wonderful that you understand the greater good. Please accept this gift. You will have a bright future."

Chu Daoyun stood up.