Why did you provoke me?

Seeing that Yu Meng was planning to give Hong Li special treatment, the other two women couldn't sit still any longer. "Palace Master, can we go with Hong Li? We've encountered the same problem with her."

Yu Meng nodded, "Who else wants to come along? Anyone is welcome."

The men all took a step back, and the big man shouted, "Lord, we want to go, but we don't have any lines."

"That's easy. If you want some, just plant one."

At this moment, the style of the painting completely changed.

"Just one? How do I plant one? Palace Master, I want to plant one." The big guy ran up to Yu Meng. "Can the lines I plant be as amazing as yours, Palace Master?"

Yu Meng rolled her eyes. "What are you thinking? You think you're as good as me? I'm just born with talent, yours is all hard work. How can you compare?"

The big guy scratched his head. "Can that knock someone out? Like me just now, I didn't even know what happened, I just collapsed."

Upon hearing this, the other eleven people perked up their ears; they had all witnessed it firsthand. If it really was that powerful, they could plant one too.

Yu Meng didn't answer whether he could or couldn't, but looked at him and asked, "Can you endure hardship?"

"What's so bitter about it?" the big man asked, becoming alert. "I don't take bitter medicine."

"After you plant the lines, you still need to practice hard. It's not like you'll become strong just by planting them."

"It's about enduring the hardships of practice, but as long as it makes me stronger, I can endure it," the big guy assured, patting his chest.

"Then you should go with them."

The others stepped forward at the same time, "Please, Lord Palace Master, plant one for us as well."

"Then let's all go." Yu Meng wasn't stingy; it was just a matter of dealing with an alien anyway.

After thinking for a moment, he sent a message to Secretary Wu, asking him to prepare a car to take these men to the front lines. After all, the people from the Twelve Halls would be going in to work later, so it would be good for them to get familiar with the place first.

I sent another message to Niannian, explaining the situation with the three women and asking her to take care of them while she was inside.

In this way, Yu Meng not only met with the leaders of the twelve halls in one morning, but also arranged things for them according to her own pace.

If these people become stronger in the future, at least they won't be so hostile towards her, the new temple master.

The cripple sat there, his expression no longer showing any emotion.

He never expected that the people he had trained would carry out his orders so thoroughly.

Yu Meng did nothing, yet these people submitted and were collectively sent to the alien battlefield by her. Is this a good thing? Or were they simply waiting for this day?

This is simply not scientific.

After Yu Meng saw the man off, she thanked the cripple, saying, "Senior, your methods of managing your subordinates are impressive. With just one sentence, they acknowledged me as their master without saying a word."

"What are you saying? Didn't I also give you a difficult problem?" Of course, the cripple couldn't voice his frustration.

"Sigh, what kind of difficult problem is that? These are all things I'm good at! I thought it would involve fighting and killing! In the end, it's because of your prestige, senior. I truly admire you."

The cripple sat there, picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Don't be too happy yet. They've only acknowledged you for now; they're far from pledging allegiance to you."

"Senior, all I want is to be recognized. After all, I don't ask for much; I just need someone to do my work. Uncle Wu's nagging these past few days has given me a headache."

The cripple put down his teacup with a complicated expression. "They're not loyal to you, so this power isn't truly under your control. You should know that, right?"

Instead of answering his question, Yu Meng asked a completely different one, "Are you leaving?"

The cripple was stunned. They were just talking about loyalty, so why was he being asked if he wanted to leave? Where was he going? He didn't want to leave at all.

"Yu Meng, this is outrageous! I've already given you the person, and now you want to kick me out?" The cripple deliberately misinterpreted Yu Meng's words.

Yu Meng was drinking tea when she was suddenly choked and started coughing violently.

What do you mean by "someone gave it to her"?

The cripple was stunned. He hadn't said anything, so why was he reacting so strongly? Did they really want to kick him out?

Yu Meng finally managed to calm herself down.

The cripple felt wronged. "Yu Meng, I've given you everything I have, you can't just kick me out!"

"When did I kick you out? I'm asking if you're leaving or not!"

"Then I'll answer you now, I won't leave, I'd rather die than leave." The cripple was practically raising his hand to swear an oath.

Yu Meng realized that he cared more about whether she would kick him out than about his family's wealth.

Yu Meng looked the cripple up and down suspiciously. "Is there something I don't know? You care so much about whether I keep you or not, so tell me, what's your explanation?"

The cripple was stunned. How did the topic jump so quickly? Could he reveal his purpose? He could only say that he could live peacefully by staying here, within the scope of Meng's approval.

Although he didn't know why this was happening, he had a feeling that he wouldn't have a good end if he left Yu Meng's territory.

This is why he wanted to return here as soon as he left the Jing family, and why he was willing to hand over his power to Yu Meng. At this moment, all he wanted was to live, to live peacefully.

Yu Meng, of course, had no idea what he was thinking. But she also knew that people like them were very calculating. From that charlatan who tricked her into entering the base, to the long-haired man who sent her the Alien Battlefield, to now the cripple giving her his own Yama Palace.

She always felt that they were playing a grand game, but she didn't know her own place on the board.

However, it seems that no one wants to hurt her.

No, Yu Meng suddenly realized, they hadn't hurt her, but now she was working for these people! And for free.

Yu Meng's face darkened. She stood up and left without a word, leaving the cripple sitting there completely bewildered.

This little devil, I didn't do anything to her, so why did she change her attitude?

Yu Meng wasn't angry; she was just annoyed that she hadn't realized it yet.

But what good is getting angry? She calmed down and realized she needed to think carefully about how to maximize her profits.

After thinking for a long time, her mind was still a complete mess.

Forget it, let's just leave these things to Uncle Wu.

Secretary Wu received a message from Yu Meng: "Now that we have someone, just arrange whatever you want to do."

Secretary Wu carefully typed on the intercom, "How much?"

"That should be enough for you, right? How many do you want?"

"Here's the thing, do you remember the other two locations we set up?"

Yu Meng asked hesitantly, "Xiao Wen and the others?"

"Yes, one is managed by Xiao Wen, and the other is managed by Captain Tian."

"What happened to them?"

"I received a message from them saying they were short-staffed and asked me to provide manpower."

"Wasn't it enough before?"

"Yes, it used to be enough, but they've expanded their business, and now it's not enough." Secretary Wu was helpless; both places were very profitable, and he had asked Secretary Wu to send people there multiple times.

"Okay, find our doorman and ask him for the list. Tell him what kind of people you need. If he agrees, send them out. I have something to do, so you can contact him for this in the future."

Secretary Wu could picture Yu Meng's furrowed brows as he read Yu Meng's message.

But he couldn't care less about that. If he didn't look for Yu Meng, he had no one else to turn to!