“You’re still suspicious?”
In the waiting room, Nuowa rested with her eyes closed.
Aiwa stood beside her, gazing at the night scenery outside the window, and asked.
“Their stories are full of holes, and everything Yifulin and Yifuna described matches perfectly with that Yan Lin.” Nuowa slowly opened her eyes.
Most importantly, Yan Lin’s hand had been replaced.
Aiwa had noticed it the first time she saw Yan Lin.
And there were many doubts about that Su Ling as well.
Although she was in the academy, she was still from the Company. They might not have much else, but they had money.
Soon, they had investigated Su Ling’s background thoroughly.
Azure Star, Lower City, Fuliji… Of course, that wasn’t the main point. What caught Nuowa’s attention most was the fact that Su Ling had used [Heaven’s Fall] a few days ago.
Clearly it was Luo Qianxue’s signature move, so how did Su Ling suddenly learn it?
And judging from the records, Su Ling was just an ordinary witch before. How did she become a Transcendent Peak overnight?
Coincidentally, Su Ling had connections with both Luo Qianxue and Long Ying.
Jian Yan from the Student Council, upon learning that Nuowa was investigating Su Ling, gave her a list as a favor.
Nuowa looked at the list. Even she was somewhat surprised.
One or two of the names on it… were quite influential.
This instead made her very cautious.
How could a little Fuliji girl be connected to such big figures?
Could it be…
For a moment, countless conjectures filled Nuowa’s mind.
“Then why don’t you just let me grab those two little girls?”
Aiwa asked softly.
“This is the Witch Academy. Those eyes have never left us. Besides, you’ve seen that list too.”
A trace of wariness flickered across Nuowa’s face.
Aiwa chuckled.
“You’re just too suspicious. Maybe they just passed by there to grab a bite? That classmate Su Ling isn’t bad-looking. It’s only natural for them to be tempted.”
Well, honestly, even she didn’t believe that.
With the status of those figures, what witch couldn’t they obtain?
Are you saying they traveled thousands of miles to a remote planet’s lower city just to bed a Fuli Ji?
That was absurdly strange.
Aiwa fell silent too.
She was a Great Witch, with intuition beyond ordinary people.
She always felt that the waters around Su Ling ran deep.
Neither spoke again.
Soon, Ling arrived.
Ling wore a tight black suit, with shiny black stockings covering her legs, draped in a trench coat, the image of a strong urban woman.
“Miss Nuowa, a pleasure to meet you.”
Although the other party was from the board of an interstellar company, Ling showed no fear.
After all, she was from the academy. Even the Company had to think twice before messing with its students.
In this universe, countless figures had emerged from the Witch Academy, like stars scattered across all industries. Even the Company had many graduates from the Witch Academy.
“A pleasure.”
“Your secretary must have conveyed my request to you, correct?”
A standard smile appeared on Nuowa’s face.
“Yes, but I have one question.”
Ling sat on the sofa opposite. Across from her, behind Nuowa, was a huge floor-to-ceiling window through which they could see the crowd below.
This was the building she and Dalian used to frequent. Not long ago, she had bought it as the headquarters of the Star Chamber of Commerce.
Ling crossed her legs. Her tempting, plush thighs wrapped in black stockings even drew Nuowa’s gaze for a moment.
“How did you know about the problem I’ve been worrying about lately?”
Back then, after parting ways with Dalian, she had thrown herself into her own career.
She heard that Dalian had indeed established a sanctuary in the Lower City of Azure Star called Shao Nian You.
Just as she had initially said, it provided a home for homeless witches in the Lower City.
But later, she heard that Shao Nian You’s nature had changed. It was no longer a simple sanctuary but a local underworld criminal enterprise integrating gambling, prostitution, and smuggling.
Before she could react, she received news of Dalian’s death.
Everything happened too suddenly, so fast that even now she felt dazed.
After Dalian’s death, the accounts he left behind were about to be reclaimed by the bank.
Citibank, the capital giant of the academy. Even the Star Chamber of Commerce seemed a bit inadequate in comparison.
According to bank and academy regulations, after a witch dies, her bank account remains open for a period. As long as you know the deceased’s personal information and password, you can temporarily access the account. After that, the account is closed, and the assets revert to Citibank.
She couldn’t just sit by and watch Dalian’s legacy be taken away by Citibank.
Moreover, she had caught wind that many witches were already eyeing this unexpected fortune.
Many hackers had started attacking Dalian’s account, but Citibank’s security system was top-notch. Consequently, many private investigators began digging into Dalian’s information.
Every witch was showing their prowess, all targeting Dalian’s legacy.
But very few people knew the story between her and Dalian. How did Nuowa find out? How did she know that this was what she was troubled by lately?
Dalian never told her the password. After all, neither of them expected that one day they would be separated by life and death.
She had tried guesses: Dalian’s birthday, his mother’s birthday, her own birthday. None worked.
“Miss Ling, stop testing me. I know this is the Witch Academy. I know the rules.”
“I’m from the Company. We may not have much, but we have money.”
Money makes the world go round.
Among witches, this wasn’t just a proverb; it was fact.
Even the Soul Reapers of the Third Universe could be bribed and corrupted by money. Getting the story of Ling and Dalian was a breeze.
Ling showed no expression. She simply nodded slightly.
“I can give you what you want. But tell me, how do you plan to crack the password?”
For her, Dalian’s legacy wasn’t significant.
She just didn’t want to see it taken by others.
She never got to see Dalian one last time. She didn’t want to lose the last trace of him left in the academy.
“I already answered that.”
Nuowa smiled.
Money.
Of course, the target was Citibank.
Ling fell silent.
“I find it hard to believe. Those people have no less assets than I do. How could they just give in so easily?”
“You’ve been trapped in the Witch Academy all this time, never seeing the boundless universe outside.” Nuowa shook her head.
“Simple. I offered them one Stellar System Level Star Destroyer Fleet.”
At that, Ling’s pupils contracted.
A Stellar System Level Star Destroyer Fleet?!
“We are both businesswomen. You should know this exchange is completely unequal.”
“It depends on what we want. You want a memento of a friend; I want the truth about my daughter. To us, both are priceless.”
Ling and Nuowa locked eyes. Ling could see the craziness hidden in Nuowa’s gaze.
Finally, she let out a light sigh.
“Fine. Then let’s cooperate…”
“Chairman, it’s bad! The account status just showed that someone cracked the password and is transferring the assets right now!”
Upon hearing this, both Ling and Nuowa stood up abruptly, faces filled with shock.