Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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"Mr. Luo is the real adult."

A group of petty officials fawned over Ronan as he left the prison.

Damn it, the top official of a province was taken down by Ronan in collusion with a few other bigwigs. Do they even deserve to call themselves "big shots" in front of Ronan?

Of course, their happy expressions weren't just due to flattery, but also because they felt that with Ronan's release from prison, their own time would come soon.

It's almost time, almost time to die.

Not only will a bunch of those officials die, but those currently at home continuing their music and dancing, and those in detention indulging in pleasure, will also die.

Lü Delin, Xu Tianci, and Wang Sizheng assured them that as long as they cooperated to take down Ren Jingjiang, the top leader, they would be fine.

You actually believe what officials say?

If Ren Jingjiang falls from power, and a few people aren't killed, a few demoted, and a bunch replaced, and the vacant positions are used for trade, then Ren Jingjiang's downfall would have been pointless.

Three days later, Ren Jingjiang was escorted to Beijing.

It wasn't really a matter of escorting people; they weren't in prison vans, but horse-drawn carriages, some so big you could have a hot pot inside.

Inside the carriage were three people: Governor Ren Jingjiang, his concubine Bai Hanlu, and his old friend and advisor Tu Zhongyu. Outside the carriage was a small mounted team of eighteen people, responsible for escorting Ren Jingjiang to the capital. Of course, this escort was just a formality; in reality, they were just a group of errand boys. Only three of the eighteen were extraordinary individuals, and these three were not even at the highest level. Even if they were tied together, they might not be able to defeat Tu Zhongyu, the advisor who was at the highest level, let alone Ren Jingjiang, who had some strength.

Winter wasn't over yet when Ren Jingjiang opened his folding fan and said, "Master, shouldn't we compose a poem for this occasion?"

Tu Zhongyu stroked his beard. "Since you are in such high spirits, then I may make a fool of myself."

Concubine Bai Hanlu picked up a piece of chicken and placed it in Ren Jingjiang's dipping sauce dish. "There must be a beauty, there must be snow, there must be hot pot, and there must be the river."

A beauty? An old man. Snow? Hometown. Hot pot? Chaos. River? Trend.

This imagery suggests that the concubine was confiding her husband's innermost thoughts, and he, the advisor, was responding with a poem.

“Exactly…” Tu Zhongyu, the clerk, had just started reciting the poem when he suddenly stopped. His skin swelled up as if his blood was boiling and bubbling, constantly pushing the flesh up. “Ahhhhhh!” The clerk felt as if he were in a pot of boiling oil. He screamed and scrambled out of the carriage.

"Let's go." Ren Jingjiang grabbed his concubine with one arm and jumped out of the carriage. He knew that this wasn't coming for the clerk, but for him.

However, the moment he got out of the car, the advisor exploded, turning into blood and flesh flying everywhere in the air. When Ren Jingjiang saw this, he was momentarily distracted. In that moment of distraction, a crescent-shaped black flash suddenly appeared from the shadow under his feet, splitting him vertically from his lower body to his abdomen.

Ren Jingjiang tried to run, but the second black flash arrived immediately, splitting him in two vertically from bottom to top.

In the blink of an eye, the person covered by the shadow disappeared.

The eighteen-member escort team then realized what was happening, seeing the scene before them and the woman who had collapsed to the ground, completely terrified.

A team member, trembling and with a shaking voice, asked, "Captain, what do we do?"

The captain's teeth chattered. "What the hell am I supposed to do? Hurry back and report!"

In the distance, on a deserted hillside, Isabel, Ashley, and Golan emerged from the opened space sphere.

“Ashley, you’ve become much kinder than before,” Grand said with a grin.

“He instructed that a witness be kept,” Ashley said. “Simply not killing innocent people doesn’t make one kind.”

“I’m saying you didn’t intend to hurt that woman, otherwise one stab would have been enough,” Ge Lan said. When she made the first stab, Ren Jingjiang was still holding his concubine with one hand. If that stab had been too violent, it would have definitely affected the woman.

Ashley said, "He's at least a third-tier cultivator. Even if he's already taken the hit from your move, I, a fifth-tier cultivator, don't have the strength to finish him off in one go. The process won't change at all."

That's right, Ren Jingjiang also fell victim to the same trick as his advisor. It was a unique technique created by Golan, combining concealment with his own magic, and was cast silently over a long distance. The water and fire elements worked together, directly merging into the opponent's food and soup to delay the effect. However, Ren Jingjiang's physical strength and magic resistance were much stronger than his advisor's, and he had also drunk less chicken soup, so it only caused his spiritual power to become disordered, and his defensive membrane was weakened for a while.

"Stop talking about such boring things, let's go." Isabel called out. She was too lazy to listen to these two arguing about unimportant matters. Her mission was accomplished, and she had important things to discuss with Ronan.

Killing this former governor was not a serious matter; it was merely a pretext to frame the naval admiral. The governor had just confessed that the naval admiral had spoken ill of him about the central government, inviting him to temporarily refuse the chaotic orders. Many people already knew this, but it hadn't been made public. He then died on his way back to the capital. It was truly a case of mud falling down one's pants.

Although this doesn't actually prove anything, politics never needs a fact, only a reason that others in the political arena can accept. The reason is that the governor was killed by Pei Jinghai's men. You, Commander Pei, don't believe the court can distinguish right from wrong at all, and instead you want to kill someone to silence them. You've gone too far. Our court will never target "loyal ministers" in the local area, but people like you who despise the court must be dealt with seriously. Do you all agree with this reasoning?

The entire operation was a coordinated effort between Ronan and the Seres court without any prior communication; everyone was simply trying to win.

Seris temporarily intimidated the restless ones, while Ronan temporarily eliminated two people from Guangfu who might cause him trouble.

After this incident, Ronan should undoubtedly be blacklisted by the Seres court.

However, the most important task for the Seris court at present is to select an emperor. It is said that a country cannot be without a ruler for a day. It has been almost three months since then. Because there is no emperor, officials in various places openly say that the orders issued by the court are not in accordance with procedures and are chaotic orders.

Everything else can wait, Ronan? He's not even in the top 100 priorities.

Chapter 874 Cooperation, Good People, Bad People, Loneliness and Emptiness

Guangwu Hall is the name of the large mansion where Lu Jianling's family lived. The plaque above the gate bears the three characters "Guangwu" in Lu Jianling's own handwriting.

As I said before, these days, people with education and status don't have a house or courtyard right outside their door.

At night, in the courtyard, in the room of the third brother Liu Chongyu, after a short, low growl, Liu Chongyu got off his wife Shan Xiaohong, ejaculated on her, and then lay down to one side.

Exhausted, Shan Xiaohong hurriedly crawled over and used her tongue to clean up the leftovers for her husband.

“After a while, I’ll go see Mr. Luo and have him bestow talent upon you. You can also learn demonic transformation. Your health will improve a lot, and you’ll age much more slowly,” Liu Chongyu said. “As for the child, there’s no rush. We’ll talk about it after you become a superhuman.”

The reason for seeking out Ronan is that the talent-granting technique he learned from the other "Ronan" is unstable, while Ronan's is very stable. However, Ronan's side does not have a magic array technique for granting talents in batches at once, while he does, and this is the basis for cooperation.

Given Shan Xiaohong's age and learning ability, even with talent, it will probably take her a long time to reach the top rank, or even longer.

For those with high cultivation levels, the Demonic Transformation mainly serves to dispel abnormal statuses, but for those with lower cultivation levels, it provides a significant boost.

It's difficult for the average person to learn demonic transformation on their own, but with the help of Liu Chongyu, a special being who is half-human and half-demon, it's not difficult at all.

Dan Xiaohong burst into tears immediately. Although she cried, she didn't relax her efforts at all and continued to clean diligently.

"Why are you crying?" Liu Chongyu said helplessly.

Dan Xiaohong sobbed, barely managing to stop crying, and raised her head, saying, "You've been so good to me, I..."

She was of average appearance and had no talent. She was also an older widow with a child in tow. She was incredibly lucky to become a concubine, but now she had become Liu Chongyu's wife.

Liu Chongyu smiled and reached out to comfort his wife, "Don't look down on yourself. Look at you, even when you came to our house, you were never shy, and you managed the household affairs very well, didn't you? Most women can't do that."

Ordinary people, when faced with a superhuman like his mother who holds a high position and great power, would either fawn over her and try their best to flatter her, or they would stay as far away as possible and not dare to speak to her. Dan Xiaohong, even if she can't maintain a normal mindset, can at least act like a daughter-in-law, which is something that many superhumans cannot do.

"Mmm," Shan Xiaohong replied.

In fact, she used to have a fiery temper. Not really fiery, but in a place where poor people gathered, she was a widow, so she had to be fiery. She was also capable. Her late husband was actually a small merchant with some wealth. She worked in a widow's business in the capital. If she hadn't been a woman, she would have been the manager of a shop.

"Oh, and our daughter too. Don't worry, when she's seven or eight, if she doesn't show any talent, we'll give her some too," Liu Chongyu added.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Luo is indeed a great hero and a great man. It's just that I didn't expect that the governor wasn't the bad guy. The real bad guy is the naval admiral." Shan Xiaohong immediately brought up the recent events. This series of upheavals in officialdom is the hottest topic on the streets right now.

Liu Chongyu simply smiled. His wife, though an outstanding figure among the lower classes, still couldn't escape some of their mindset. On one hand, she resented the upper classes, and on the other hand, she harbored some illusions about them. She even used terms like good and bad to describe them. Was Ronan a great hero and a good person? Governor Ren Jingjiang was dead, so he wasn't bad? The naval admiral was highly suspicious and stood against Ronan, so he was a bad person?

Seeing that her husband did not respond immediately, Shan Xiaohong asked in a low voice, "Did I say something wrong?"

“No, you’re right,” Liu Chongyu said.

He's now on Ronan's side. Ronan is obviously a good guy, while those who don't get along with Ronan are obviously bad guys.

Seeing that her husband agreed, Shan Xiaohong was very happy and nodded heavily with a "hmm".

"What do you think of my mother?" Liu Chongyu suddenly asked.

Dan Xiaohong was taken aback. How did the topic suddenly shift to this? She thought for a moment and said, "My mother-in-law is the best woman I've ever met. She's beautiful, generous, and very kind. Although she lost her husband, she still raised you three brothers very well."

Liu Chongyu smiled and said, "Actually, she is very lonely."

Shan Xiaohong was taken aback again. Loneliness? She didn't feel it.

Liu Chongyu saw right through his wife's thoughts. "Don't you think it's just because she's made a few new friends lately?" His mother, Lu Jianling's, new friends were none other than Ronan's mistresses.

Meanwhile, Lu Jianling, who had just finished taking a bath, was lying in bed.

Her mind was filled with these recent events, which, to be honest, were quite unexpected.

She had assumed that Ronan would use his experience fighting alongside those top superhumans to suppress Governor Ren Jingjiang with the help of higher-ups, and then use Wang Sizheng, the superintendent of education, to cause trouble for Ren Jingjiang. At the same time, he would try to befriend Pei Jinghai, the naval admiral who had connections with Liu Menglong and had received benefits from him, so that Governor Ren Jingjiang would back down.

Unexpectedly, Luo Nan beat up the second-in-command, the Provincial Governor, in the street, and then went to the Repentance Office. A confession forced the third-in-command, the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner, to get involved. In the end, he dragged dozens of officials in Guangzhou into the mess. Just when everyone thought he was only going to remove Governor Ren Jingjiang from office, he directly slashed the naval commander Pei Jinghai with a knife.

At this time, the local officials in Guangzhou had already sided with him and could not turn against him, while the central court was happy to use this opportunity to put a warning on Pei Jinghai, the powerful naval commander of Guangzhou.

That's how the case became airtight.

From beginning to end, Ronan didn't overturn the table; he used only bureaucratic tactics. While seemingly unrefined, a closer look revealed meticulousness. The powerful figures of Guangzhou didn't suffer any loss of face; they were all portrayed as "righteous men," and even after some positions were vacated, they received tangible benefits. The central government also benefited. As for the naval admiral, he dared not retaliate and could only accept his fate. Even his confidants couldn't be considered his personal allies; to retaliate, he needed a righteous cause and substantial personal gain. If he truly acted, his subordinates might use his head as a reward.

As she pondered, Lu Jianling couldn't help but take out her Mr. Horn. Over the years, she had changed many times, but it was still only a little over ten centimeters long, about the same size as her deceased husband.

She still didn't dare to do it for too long, always afraid that she would have the urge to find a man.

But the more you try not to think about something, the more likely you are to think about it.

In the past, my sons were still young, but now they are all married.

For some reason, Lu Jianling quickened his movements, but the faster and more intense those small, short movements made him feel increasingly empty.

The moment the memory of that night in Ronan's yard surfaced, Lu Jianling pinched her thigh hard, interrupting her reverie. She sat up, breathing rapidly, covered in cold sweat.

I washed my face with cold water again before lying back down in bed.

He rubbed his thighs together, tossed and turned, and didn't know how long it took before he finally fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly woke up from a nightmare.

Chapter 875 Stop, don't stop, it's overflowing!

Yingmutang is the new name of Ronan's residence. The three characters on the plaque were personally inscribed by Ning Zhongyu, the leader of the group of top-tier superhumans from Seris who went to kill the rebel leader, and then personally delivered it over.

Ronan and Dinah's heroic deeds were publicized, but not in the kind of open announcement that plasters the streets with notices. Instead, they were published in a limited manner in official publications that major academies and martial arts schools were required to subscribe to.

Simply put, it was announced at the upper levels.

While the article acknowledges that Ronan and Dinia overcame numerous hardships to play a crucial role in killing the rebel leader, it doesn't dwell on the sheer intensity of the battle. Instead, it emphasizes Dinia's tenacity and courage, and Ronan's selfless act of sacrificing family for the greater good, rather than focusing on their combat prowess.

As for the Seres themselves, there were only a few words, and it was said that they did not play a significant role.

However, this article gives the impression that the top superhumans of Seris actually played a significant role, and were merely being modest. Ronan and Dinia certainly deserve the most credit, although they certainly didn't get lucky, and although their strength was indeed far superior to that of a typical seventh-tier being, what truly deserves credit is their selfless spirit in the face of the greater good.

Ronan was certainly satisfied with the article, because although he didn't write it, he did set the tone.

This article, on the one hand, is entirely factual, yet it doesn't make the people of Seres feel ashamed. On the contrary, they feel that their own contributions are significant, and that they are merely being modest—a kind of humility that is very respectable. On the other hand, Ronan and Dinia have gained attention, but this attention is moral and spiritual. The Seres see this as a display of benevolence and righteousness from foreigners, and far from being repulsed, they find it worthy of praise.

With this article out, Ronan got the benefits and also got to show off. It was a win-win situation, winning twice, and he was completely smitten.

At this moment, in Isabel's room.

"Stop!" Isabel shouted.

She was in mid-air with her arms wrapped around Ronan's neck, her legs, clad in champagne-colored silk pantyhose, were spread apart by Ronan's hands, and she was being repeatedly penetrated from top to bottom while suspended in the air, her body swaying violently.

Isabelle tried to wrap her legs around Ronan's waist to steady herself, but she couldn't. Her whole body was tense, and her toes inside the stockings were almost tearing through the thickened toe area.

Ronan, whose strength had increased to another level, didn't have that thing get stronger, but his core strength had become even stronger. When he heard Isabel call to stop, he got even more excited, speeding up and increasing his force, as if he couldn't wait to break through the cervix and push into the uterus.

"I told you to stop!" Isabel's voice began to sound pleading and wistful.

Ronan continued working, "Ah, should I stop or not?"

“I said stop!” Isabel yelled.

Ronan didn't stop, but he let go of her hand and instead supported Isabel's buttocks. Isabel immediately clamped her legs tightly around Ronan's waist. Just when she thought she could catch her breath, Ronan thrust forward suddenly and opened her uterus.

Isabel instantly bit Ronan's shoulder, scratched ten bloody marks on his back with her hands, and squeezed his legs so hard that they would crush an ordinary steel pipe.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses. "I'll kill you, you lecherous monster!"

Ronan just smiled, picked her up and carried her to the bed, sealed her mouth with his own, and began to thrust rhythmically, just like he would with a lover.

Isabel's tense body gradually relaxed.

After a long while, their lips parted. Isabel glared fiercely at Ronan and punched him in the face. "You beast, do you have to make me scream before you'll act like a human being?"

"Sorry, it's all because I've been holding back for too long, and Isabel, you're so cute, I just lost my mind." Ronan said shamelessly. Actually, he just really, really liked teasing Isabel, who was serious and sometimes very serious, but not so easy to handle in bed.

"Ha, liar," Isabel scoffed, seemingly displeased.

"Isa, your erection has gone down again, give me a blowjob," Ronan pleaded.

"No," Isabel refused.

It was one thing at the beginning, but then it came back halfway through, covered in a sticky mess, which was really unpleasant.

Ronan pouted like a child whose parents wouldn't buy him candy, "Anli wouldn't refuse. Besides, it's not like it hasn't happened before."

“She is her, I am me, the past is the past, and I’m not in a good mood right now,” Isabel said.

Ronan reached out and grabbed her waist, as if to pick her up. Isabel was so frightened that she shrank back and kicked Ronan several times. "You dare!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, Isabel softened again. "I'm really scared of you. Let's make it clear first, I'll give you oral sex, but don't move." After saying that, Isabel leaned over, grasped the thing with both hands, and stretched out her mouth to suck and lick it in small sips.

After a while, Ronan gently patted her, "Sit on and move yourself."

Isabel grasped the stiff, massive member with one hand, aimed it at her lower body opening, and slowly sat down, not daring to insert it all at once. Then, she pressed her hands against Ronan's pectoral muscles and began to slowly rock him.