The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 564

“Hey, Zhuge Liang.” Alex glanced at him lazily. “If that woman kills me, you’ll lose your position as Acting City Lord.”

He turned back to the bed, dragged the blanket over himself, and lay down as if the world outside no longer existed.

“Handle it yourself,” Alex added with a wide yawn. “I’m going to sleep. Tell her to stop screaming at the gate.”

“Sir,” Zhuge Liang said quickly, his voice tense, “she is an Immortal. We mortals should not provoke Immortals.”

Alex opened one eye. “So that means she can provoke mortals instead?” he replied flatly.

“Anyway, speaking of Immortals… we actually know one, don’t we? Li Qingxue. She gave me a communication talisman.”

He reached under his pillow, took out a talisman, and tossed it toward Zhuge Liang without even sitting up.

“Use it if you need to,” Alex said. Then he turned over and closed his eyes again.

—

Outside the Bai Family gate.

Murong Yue’s face was burning red.

Since joining the Wudang Sect, almost no one had ever dared to look down on her—except fellow disciples of Wudang. Everywhere else, she was treated with respect, even awe.

Yet today, she was humiliated.

Bai Xiaochun. The most pathetic mortal in all of Qingshui City.

That trash dared to reject her.

Worse—he did it in front of three of her friends, and in front of the senior she admired most.

She had wanted to prove her devotion to that senior. She had even been willing to abandon her fiancé—the City Lord himself—just to show how sincere her feelings were.

Instead, she was publicly dumped by Bai Xiaochun like worthless garbage.

Shame exploded into rage.

Murong Yue drew her sword, the blade flashing cold light, and stepped toward the gate. Her voice shook with fury.

“I will destroy this place,” she declared. “And kill everyone inside.”

“We’ll help you,” several of her friends said immediately, anger flaring on their faces as well.

They raised their weapons and moved forward—

Just as the massive gate suddenly swung open.

Zhuge Liang stepped out, calm and composed, followed by ten armored bodyguards who formed a tight formation behind him.

“I am Zhuge Liang, Vice City Lord of Qingshui,” he said, bowing deeply. “It is an honor to meet Immortal Murong Yue.”

He straightened and continued evenly, “The City Lord is currently ill and requires time to recuperate. He apologizes for being unable to come out in person.”

“Ill?” Murong Yue screamed. “I clearly heard him yelling just now! How is that sick?!”

Zhuge Liang did not argue. Instead, he calmly took out a document and held it forward.

“This is the engagement document signed by your father and the former City Lord,” he said calmly. “Please accept it. From this moment on, the engagement is annulled.”

“What?!”

Murong Yue froze, shock ripping through her anger as she stared at the document in disbelief.

“Didn’t you come here to annul the engagement?” Zhuge Liang said calmly. “This is the document. The engagement has already been canceled.”

“But—” Murong Yue felt something deeply wrong, a sharp discomfort twisting in her chest.

“Oh, please,” Zhuge Liang cut in smoothly, not raising his voice.

“No ‘but.’ Once an engagement is canceled, it’s canceled. It doesn’t matter whether you annul it or the City Lord annuls it. What matters is the result. The goal has been achieved.”

He bowed and gently but firmly placed the document into Murong Yue’s hand.

“You have accomplished your purpose in coming here,” he continued. “If you remain, it will only contradict that purpose. Isn’t that correct?”

Murong Yue froze.

Yes. She had come to annul the engagement. That much was true. Yet the way it ended felt unbearably wrong—like she had lost something important without even realizing it.

She turned away instinctively.

Then she saw her senior standing behind her.

In that instant, realization struck.

Her pride.

That was what she had lost.

“My pride,” Murong Yue said suddenly, spinning back toward Zhuge Liang, her eyes blazing.

Zhuge Liang bowed again, his posture respectful but unyielding. “You are an Immortal. As such, you should not interfere in mortal affairs. I understand what you want to say—that the City Lord should not treat an Immortal this way.”

He lifted his gaze slightly, his tone steady and professional.

“But if you treat the City Lord too harshly, your family will suffer. Your father, your mother, everyone in your family still lives in Qingshui City. They are mortals. The City Lord has the authority to make their lives difficult.”

“He wouldn’t dare touch my family!” Murong Yue snapped, fury surging again.

Zhuge Liang’s expression remained polite. “Miss Murong, I said he has the authority. I did not say he would use it recklessly.”

“You’re threatening me.”

“I am describing consequences.”

“My father is respected in this city!”

“Yes,” Zhuge Liang agreed. “Which is precisely why it would be unfortunate if sudden tax audits began.”

Murong Yue stiffened.

“You wouldn’t—”

“City infrastructure inspections,” Zhuge Liang continued calmly. “Land reassessments. Merchant licensing reviews. Mortals have so many fragile procedures.”

Murong Yue stared at him in disbelief. “You fight like this? With paperwork?”

Zhuge Liang gave a small smile. “Miss Murong… swords are loud.”

He gestured lightly toward the city behind him. “Records are quieter.”

“Miss Murong,” Zhuge Liang said evenly, “Immortals do not interfere with mortal lives. If you involve yourself in this matter further, you will be crossing a taboo.”

He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in.

“I believe the Wudang Sect would view this as a violation of disciple conduct. At best, you would be reprimanded. At worst, you could be expelled from the Wudang Sect.”

At once, the faces of all five Immortals present drained of color.

They had received strict orders: Immortals could aid mortals, uphold justice—but never harm mortals or create chaos among them.

Murong Yue’s face flushed crimson, humiliation and rage twisting together.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify