"Thank you. In that case, he looked forward to working together in the future. At the same time, I hope that the young miss of the Worship Yard can support our operation.”
"No problem."
Xia Yan smiled and nodded, ending the call with the old man on the screen.
The master of the Worship Yard, who yearned to restore his country, naturally would not reject the power of the Funeral Society, a new terrorist organization. The previous incident of stealing the void and the battle with Roppongi had greatly increased Funeral Society's reputation.
It was not a big deal for the Worship Yard to sponsor an organization of such scale as Funeral Society. He was more optimistic about the future of this organization.
Ordinary merchants would never do such a thing without any benefits, but it was normal for a chauvinist like the head of the Worship Yard.
After the call ended, the master of the Worship Yard didn't even glance at Arisa, who was being held hostage by Xi Qi.
"It seems that your grandfather doesn't care about you much. Guild Leader."
Xia Yan's eyes narrowed slightly as he teased her. This made Arisa, who had been wearing a serious expression, look a little gloomy.
All this while, she had been trained by her grandfather to be a young miss. Be it etiquette, manners, or words, she had to follow the requirements. Every time he met his grandfather, he would only say a few words, and he did not say anything about his family.
He had always thought that it was only his grandfather who was stricter with him.
However, what happened just now was hard for Arisa to accept.
He had been pointed at the head by this pink-haired girl. Other than the first casual glance at him, his grandfather had not looked at him after hearing the name of Funeral Society.
His own granddaughter's life was in the hands of someone else, yet his grandfather did not show any strange expression. Instead, he smiled happily. A contract signed with Funeral Society?？
Arisa's expression made Xia Yansheng have a different thought.
Worship House, Arisa…He seemed to be the sole heir of the Worship Yard consortium. Even if it was just a decoration on the surface, she was undoubtedly legitimate in terms of law and name.
As expected…If the old man from the Worship Yard died, it would be Arisa who would take control of the consortium. If I control Arisa, won't this consortium become mine?
This thought instantly made Xia Yan's eyes light up.
He didn't do it for money or power. This was just a game world for the Empire. He would leave in a few months, so there was no need for him to establish any forces or climb up the ranks of power. What he valued was the power that this wealth and power could bring.
In the Sin Crown's world, the current timeline was 2039. Technology was naturally far more advanced than the real world, and there was also the alien virus 'Apocalypse' that brought about the black technology genetic weapon-Void.
Even Endrave, which had caused Xia Yan a lot of trouble before, was invented by Void's black technology.
If he controlled the Worship Yard, he could easily get the information about the Final Roar and other high-tech weapons by relying on his wealth and power. This would be beneficial to Xia Yan's future in the empire.
If Arisa obeyed him and took control of the Worship Yard…Xia Yan thought about how to carry out his plan, but he quickly smiled bitterly.
There was only one prerequisite for all of this, and that was to make this girl obey him.
Xia Yan had no idea how to make Yalisha listen to him. He was not a master of psychological warfare, the reincarnation of a love saint, who could easily make a girl listen to him.
Sighing, Yan Xia suppressed this thought to the bottom of his heart.
"Guild leader, please take care of me in the future.”
Arisa was in charge of the student council, and it could be said that she had the most power in the top university in Tianwang State. After all, Tianzhou High School was funded by the Worship Hall consortium. With Arisa's help, Xia Yan could skip classes at any time.
Arisa nodded helplessly. No matter how unwilling she was, she couldn't resist the man in front of her. Her family had already agreed to cooperate with Funeral Society, and it was no longer something that she, the successor of the puppet, could resist.
This sense of powerlessness made Arisa realize the necessity of having power for the first time.
"Oh, right."
Xia Yan, who was about to go out with Xi Qi, suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Arisa.
"Arisa, is there anything unusual in school recently?”
Hearing Xia Yan call her name frivolously, Arisa frowned slightly. She felt a little strange, but she could only answer Xia Yan's question obediently.
"There have been a lot of personnel transfers recently…"
"Oh?"
Xia Yan quickly walked up to her and pinched Arisa's white chin lightly. Xia Yan's leg was also pressed against Arisa's abdomen, making the girl unable to move.
This action made Arisa's heart tighten. She subconsciously wanted to slap this rude person. However, her rationality prevented her from asking for trouble. Arisa, who felt more and more humiliated, quietly handed the information on the personnel transfer to Xia Yan.
Xia Yan quickly scanned through the information of these people. He skipped over a few familiar people in the Holy Dragon Union and saw a woman who had just become a teacher in the health room.
Rose Cross…
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