Chapter 317: Chapter 317: The Greatest Help
[Your Majesty, when did you decide to get into real estate?] On the way back, 007 asked.
Because there was no one else in the car, Bi Xia didn’t use spiritual communication, and instead spoke directly, "I didn’t. I just thought of it yesterday when I was planning to buy a house."
[Yesterday?] 007 was both amused and exasperated, [Your execution ability is really something else. You say you’ll do it, and you do it right away!]
Bi Xia shrugged, "Once you have an idea, you have to act on it; otherwise, it’s just empty thoughts that will rot in your head. What’s the point?"
[You’re right,] 007 nodded, [But how did you find out about the collaboration between the Meng Family and the Chu Family?]
Hearing 007’s question, Bi Xia smiled, "Do you remember before the art festival, there was a time when Meng Chi was extremely off emotionally?"
thought back, [Yes, I remember. You even told him to wait until after the art festival to talk to you.]
"Exactly," Bi Xia sighed lightly, "Meng Chi told me that Meng Liangxian plans to make his youngest son the heir of the Meng Family, and that the Meng Family has been suppressing the Chu Family."
"And Uncle Chu didn’t tell Chu Kuang about this. He just went to Meng Chi to find out why the Meng Family was suddenly developing rapidly, so Meng Chi found out that the Meng Family was attacking the Chu Family."
[Ah! I remember now. You had me look into recent projects of the Chu Family and the Meng Family, including their strengths.] 007 suddenly realized.
Bi Xia smirked, "I discovered that the Meng Family is actually relying on Yuan Gang and Yuan Hai, and Yuan Gang..." Bi Xia sneered, "I remember when they kidnapped Meng Chi, you told me that Yuan Gang was mainly backed by the police chief. So if we take down the police chief, Yuan Gang won’t have anything to rely on. Isn’t that right?"
[But, after all, he is the police chief. What do you plan to do? What if we fail to take him down and end up getting ourselves into trouble?] 007 asked worriedly.
Bi Xia chuckled softly at the words, "Idiot, you play online games all day, don’t you know the power of the internet?" His starry eyes darkened slightly, "The power of the internet, when it surges, is not to be underestimated..."
"By the way, 007," Bi Xia said, "help me investigate Yuan Gang. I need details, including his adversaries."
[Got it, don’t worry!] 007 agreed, but his voice suddenly became low and sorrowful, [Your Majesty, I suddenly feel like I haven’t been much help to you...]
"Hmm? Why do you say that?" Bi Xia was puzzled.
Sitting at the conference table, 007 looked at the blue crystal screen displaying the focused expression of the boy driving, and pursed his lips, [Since you’ve returned, I feel like I’ve only been assigning tasks to you, constantly thinking about leveling up quickly, so I can enhance my spiritual power and evolve physically. But I forgot that you not only need to be strong yourself, but also need influence and connections to truly be strong.]
[And all of this, you’ve been preparing silently by yourself. Every time, you’ve already got everything ready without me knowing. Clearly, at night, I still push you to enter the learning space to study, but you never complain about being tired...]
At this point, 007 felt incredibly incompetent. Clearly, he promised to help Bi Xia become strong and create a world of his own, but he seemed to have been a bit self-centered...
Listening to 007’s words, Bi Xia chuckled softly, a low whisper spilling out: "Silly little thing..."
"You’ve already helped me a lot..."
"You did everything to bring me back, thinking of ways to teach me more skills, constantly caring about my spiritual sea, fearing that I might lose control and hurt myself. Every time I need to know something, you’re the one I ask for help with investigations. And..."
His starry eyes carried a smile, "If you really prepared everything for me, told me what to do in each case, reminded me every minute of the next task I need to prepare for, that wouldn’t be helping me at all."
"That would only make me more dependent on you, without my own ideas and thoughts. How could I become strong that way?" His red lips curved up slowly, "Do you know? In my view, when I am confused, helpless, or weak, you telling me ’Don’t be afraid, we’re all here,’ that’s the greatest help you can give me..."