Living With My Lady Boss

"Sanctuary level, huh? Well, that doesn't matter to me. Anyone who stands in my way of revenge is going down all the same," said Wilbur.

Maniac was clearly a lot less confident now, even appearing a little cowardly as he frowned. "Sir, are you sure you can win over Mister Taft?" "What, are you scared?" Wilbur chuckled.

Maniac sighed. "I'd be lying if | said | wasn't, Sir. A Sanctuary level cultivator is powerful enough to crush a mere Aura level liketo death." "Well, Maniac, I'll give you one last choice. You can either keep working foror turn to Mister Taft. You're bearing the consequences of that though," said Wilbur.

Maniac fell silent as he thought about it. A while later, he bowed to Wilbur. "Sir, I've got nowhere else to go. | chose to work for you from the start and am going to stick with it. No more doubts." "The choices you make determine the life you lead. You'll do well if you make the right choices, and fail if you make the wrong ones. You've made your choice, so we'll see where it leads you," said Wilbur. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Maniac nodded. "I understand. I'll pick you up at half past seven, and we'll head there together. Mister Taft won't listen toif | go on my own." "Got it. We'll go with your plan then." "I'll be on my way now, Sir." Maniac turned to leave.

Wilbur smiled. "I guess Joel William is capable enough to get the help of a Sanctuary level cultivator. This is going to be interesting." That night, at eight o'clock.

Maniac drove Wilbur to the entrance of Pureheart Villa.

There were over twenty luxury cars parked around the villa, the gates of the villa wide open with no guards.

Maniac and Wilbur looked around before walking right in.

The battle between them and Joel was actually not the point of tonight's gathering. Instead, it was the news of Mister Taft becoming a Sanctuary level cultivator and reentering the underground circle.

Everyone knew that Anya City was going to be run by Mister Taft once again, and they were all going to do their best to speak their mind.

Otherwise, all their power and hard work would go to waste.

There were already over twenty people in the main hall, all of them people of power in Anya City.

However, everyone was silent as they sat waiting.

There was an empty chair in the middle of the hall.

On either side of the chair were Zachary and Joel.

Zachary was silent like everyone else, while Joel was all smiles.

Everyone knew that Joel was Mister Taft's new godson, despite Mister Taft himself not having said anything about it yet.

His pupil, Zachary, had not denied it. And judging from where Joel was sitting, it seemed like the news was set in stone.

Joel now had the support of Mister Taft. Maniac had a big storm coming his way.

Just as everyone was guessing amongst themselves, Maniac and Wilbur walked in. The crowd looked at them, not saying a word.

Maniac was not to be messed with. At the very least, everyone else here could not afford to mess with him.

However, Maniac seemed to have grown cocky these days, challenging Joel to the point where he had to ask Mister Taft for help.

From the way things looked, it seemed like there was no way things were going to end well for Maniac.