"I understand."

Wang Ye nodded, Yuan Shuo had made it so simple and understandable that if he still didn't get it, he would have to admit there was a problem with his intelligence.

"Now that you understand, get the hell out of here and stop lingering around!"

The moment Yuan Shuo waved him off, he saw Wang Ye open his mouth, as if to say something else, but Yuan Shuo promptly pushed him out, clearly unwilling to stay with Wang Ye any longer. He seemed to fear that something Wang Ye might say would infuriate him beyond endurance.

…

Wang Ye didn't take the common stairs down; instead, he left through Yuan Shuo's private passage, thereby avoiding an encounter with Wan Qing.

If he had run into Wan Qing, the short amount of time Wang Ye had spent upstairs would have raised her suspicions.

As Wang Ye rode in the elevator, which was transparent and allowed a view of the outside from within, yet was opaque from the outside in, he contemplated his surroundings.

What force should he seek to comprehend next?

According to Yuan Shuo, a Martial Warrior could comprehend different forces, and even when faced with the same thing, the force they understood could be unique.

And that depended on the perceptiveness of the Martial Warrior.

"Immortal Emperor Scripture".

The name popped into Wang Ye's head, conjuring memories of that Cultivation Technique he had absorbed during his last trip up the mountain. Although no one had ever told Wang Ye about the amazing aspects of the "Immortal Emperor Scripture", he just had to think about it for a moment to grasp its formidable essence.

Immortal Emperor...

Could it be that he needed to understand the force of an Immortal Emperor?

If so, he would be in harmony with the Cultivation Technique he was practicing.

However, the thought made Wang Ye chuckle to himself.

To grasp the force of an Immortal Emperor? There was no such force in the world, and his aspiration to comprehend it was confined to his imagination. What he truly needed to do was to consider something else he could comprehend.

After getting off the elevator, Wang Ye just took a slight turn and found himself outside.

He hailed a taxi and headed towards the direction of Zhao Corporation.

Having come to Taiyuan City Prefecture, it was time to meet with Zhao Han and discuss some matters.

Once in the car, the driver recognized Wang Ye at a glance and spoke to him with the utmost respect, "Master Wang, I never imagined I would encounter you here, to think I would have the honor of driving Master Wang."

"Master Wang, could you take a photo with me later? I would love to show it off and make everyone jealous."

"Master Wang..."

All the way, the ride was filled with the driver's excited and respectful voice, leaving Wang Ye feeling a sense of helplessness.

If it weren't for Tan Long's arrival here, he would have gone straight to deal with other matters, Wang Ye had no desire to let Tan Long just leave; it would have been better to keep him around.

With Tan Long to accompany him, he surely wouldn't have had so many troubles...

Zhao Corporation.

When Wang Ye arrived at Zhao Corporation, he didn't use the main entrance but entered through a secret passage Zhao Han had previously told him about.

For a moment, Wang Ye felt like a detective, always taking secret passages directly no matter where he had to go...

Inside Zhao Han's office.

Wang Ye pushed open the door to Zhao Han's office. He had already informed Zhao Han of his visit in advance, so at this time, Zhao Han was the only person in his office.

Zhao Han's gaze settled on Wang Ye, and he asked,

"Did you go to the Xijiang Province Martial Arts Association and meet Yuan Shuo?"

As a towering figure in Xijiang Province, it wasn't strange for Zhao Han to have some connections with people like Yuan Shuo.

"I met him," Wang Ye nodded and joked, "He's a frivolous fellow."

Listening to Wang Ye's words, Zhao Han's smile held a deeper meaning, "Frivolous... how do you know that the frivolity he shows isn't just a facade? What if this side of him is only pretend?"

"In truth... who can really know what kind of person he is."

Wang Ye chuckled. He could grasp the meaning behind Zhao Han's words.

Or rather, Zhao Han's statement was no longer a hint but an obvious indication.

"I know he seems frivolous on the outside, but in reality, he's quite reliable. I just asked him about how to get promoted to Third Grade Martial Warrior, and I'm going to be promoted soon."

"Sss!"

Zhao Han had been pouring tea for Wang Ye, but upon hearing what Wang Ye had just said, he was so shocked that his hand shook and he spilled the hot water on himself. His look at Wang Ye was full of astonishment.

He couldn't help but gasp, not because of the scalding.

He was deeply shocked by the words that had just come out of Wang Ye's mouth.

As a result, even though he had been scalded, he didn't feel the pain for a moment.

Instead, he stared at Wang Ye in shock.

A look of disbelief.

After watching Wang Ye for a while, Zhao Han continued to ask, "What did you just... What did you just say?"

Zhao Han felt sure he must have heard wrong.

Otherwise, there must be something wrong with his memory.

"I said, I'm about to advance to Third Grade Martial Warrior soon."

As Wang Ye spoke, he observed the expression on Zhao Han's face, knowing that Zhao Han's expression was about to become fascinating once again.

Indeed.

Just as Wang Ye expected, Zhao Han fell into deep shock again upon hearing Wang Ye's words.

After all, the statement from Wang Ye... was truly shocking!

For a brief moment.

Zhao Han inhaled deeply, his brain seeming a bit scrambled. He massaged his crown and continued to ask Wang Ye, "Didn't you just get promoted to Fourth Grade Martial Warrior a little over a month ago?"

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