Assassination System

Though the Imperial Clan's influence spread far and wide throughout the Empire and the Academy. They started relatively unknown and chose an inconspicious name so that they could silently take root within the Academy.

Their plan succeeded and within the next several decades, the Imperial Clan's influence scattered enough that you could find a spy of the Imperial Clan inside a building or houses. Even the disciples of the Academy had at least five spies out of ten students.

Despite all of this, the Imperial Clan remained in hibernation and never dared to attack in rebellion against the Paradyne Academy. But of course, their forces were active and with a single command, the Imperial Clan could engulf the entire Academy into a harsh civil war.

Zieve and Juliet stood beside each other, clad in luxurious clothing that befitted nobles. The two stood stoic and indifferent. Deep inside, Zieve couldn't suppress his emotions. the Dreamy House's success benefited him the most and now, he had no problems in doing whatever he wanted.

Before them were at least a hundred outer disciples that Juliet hired to assist them in their work. Sweeping her gaze over her subjects, Juliet moved and acted like a higher authority.

"For the past months, each and everyone of us tried our hardest and finally triumphed over our rivals, the Duterte General Merchandises. I thank everyone for their efforts and rest assured that you will be rewarded." She announced in a solemn voice and the employees who heard her words bowed their heads in gratefulness and appreciation.

These disciples worked on the Academy's medicinal fields back at the Outer Disciples Region. Compared to what their earning and Juliet's treatment to them, the difference was the same as Heaven and Earth. Repeatedly expressing their gratitude, Juliet sweetly smiled and almost everyone melted under her cuteness.

Zieve nodded his head and his eyes gleamed with honest emotions towards the events that happened in these several weeks. From being criticized as a deceitful restaurant. Under Juliet's peerless management and Zieve's research efforts, the Dreamy House grew into such a scale that their products were present everywhere.

Their Garlic Pills and Soup became a staple for commoners and cultivators alike. The money generated from such an endeavor almost gave Zieve a heart attack when he first audited everything.

"Sigh..." Zieve sighed and suppressed his emotions. Calming himself, a commotion broke within the ranks of their employees and Juliet darted her gaze towards the disciple that arrived.

The disciple had sweat dotted on his forehead, his expression was pale and his breathing, ragged. Deeply bowing his head, he reported.

"Madaam! Something is going on with the suppliers! They're suddenly withdrawing and violating the contract! All incoming orders of fresh ingredients are being cancelled right now as we speak!"

Zieve and Juliet's expression changed into horror. Their products required vast amounts of resources to maintain, the retreat of their supplies would undoubtedly cause massive loss of income and time.

Glaring at the messenger, Juliet disregarded her image and approached him with a venomous expression.

"Just what did you say? They actually dared to renege on the contract that they signed to us?! Are they not afraid of the consequences?!" Juliet said in a harsh tone, Zieve approached her from behind and his expression looked dark.

Only Adevhine maintained her majestic countenance, staring at Juliet and Zieve. Her lips lifted into a smile and she contemplated for a moment before shaking her head in denial.

"What reason did they give for their resignment?" Zieve took a calmer approach and asked the terrified disciple with a stoic expression on his face. Juliet took a deep breath and took a step backward. Freed from Juliet's terrifying gaze, the disciple regained his calm as he announced.

"They didn't give me any concrete reason, Sir. However, they were pretty frantic on destroying the contract that they even offered triple the compensation so long as they're freed from its binding effect." The disciple took a heavy pouch from his Spatial Storage and handed it over to Juliet.

Staring at the pouch on the disciple's palm. Juliet's expression turned frosty and cold. Her eyes gleamed with the depths of the abyss and even Zieve who had a higher cultivation than her fetl a vague suppression in his mind.

Sweeping her palm at the side of the pouch, it flew towards the skies and crumbled into dust, scattering the Spirit Stones inside the pouch into the air as it fell to the ground in a hail of Spirit Stones.

Normally, these disciples would jump in joy and hurriedly move to collect these Spirit Stones that literally fell from heaven. But right now, none of them dared to move. For they could see that Juliet was truly angered this time.

"J-J-Juliet, can you calm down for a moment? You're scaring the disciple that brought the report..." Adevhine intervened with a small smile on her face that resembled that of a spring breeze.

The disciples who witnessed her bright smile stared dumbly at her in a trance while Zieve who was prepared beforehand lifted a twitching smile on his face.

The Academy where Adevhine came from a place called the Charming Lotus Academy. It was an Academy that only accepted females as disciples and everyone of them practiced the Charming Lotus Cultivation Method. Under their amorous gazes, none under the heavens could possibly resist.

At the strongest peak of their Cultivation Manual, one could charm, Dragons, Wyverns and Demons, and even the Heavenly Dao could be charmed and called upon as support for the cultivator.

Juliet who heard Adevhine's words, shivered for a moment. The Charming Lotus Cultivation Method didn't discriminate genders but just before she could influence Juliet's mind, a faint milky-white life from the beads on Juliet's wrist swept past her body and cleared her mind.

"Eh? A Heaven Grade Soul Defensive Artifact? Just how much did the headmaster invested into this young girl. I could see in her temperament that she could possibly become someone big, but not enough that she deserved the headmaster's attention and doting..." Adevhine mumbled under her breath and stared at Juliet's back, seemingly in deep thought.

Juliet calmed herself down and swept her gaze on her subjects. Taking a deep breath, she announced, "Members of the Production Team, keep up the speed of the production but decrease the amount of products that we're releasing everyday to our franchisees, this will make sure that we have a stockpile!"

"Internal Audit Team, calculate the amount of resources that we currently have and send the reports to me!" Juliet darted her gaze at the side where disciples who looked scholarly and smart stood together like birds with the same feather.

Receiving Juliet's command, they stood stoic and replied, "Yes Maam!" Before scurrying away in a hurry as sweat riddled down their forehead. Though Juliet's command merely required simple calculation, the amount of business establishment that they supplied with their products directly impacted the resources that they currently had.

Adevhine and Zieve were stunned, they didn't expect that Juliet could do such swift decisions within such a short amount of time. Little did the two knew that Juliet had tones of experience when it comes to resources shortages.

Back then when people tried to harass their little shop, her mother, Natalie taught her that one should make use of their wits to overcome any challenges. In this case, so long as they had a stockpile, they could survive until the next wave of Ingredients from the Empire arrived which would be in three days.

"This isn't enough!" Juliet stomped her foot angrily on the ground and turned to look at Zieve.

"Zieve, follow me, we'll go to our largest supplier of ingredients that dared to renege on our contract!" She said before dragging him towards the distance.

Both Juliet and Zieve knew that Juliet's actions of suppressing the supply to create a stockpile was merely a temporary expedient. It didn't tackle the main problem that they had. And that was, where they could access direct supply of ingredients from the Empire without the help of their largest supplier.

Arriving at the pavilion of their largest supplier of ingredients, the Waga Pavilion. Juliet and Zieve's appearance caused a commotion at the front door for they recognized both of them as core members of the Dreamy House that sparked the popularity of Garlic Soups and the Garlic Pill that enhanced carnal performance.

Instead of polite greetings, the people at the entrance turned to look at them with wary expressions. Their eyes reflected insecurity for their own safety. Zieve and Juliet felt like they were public enemy number one as the two of them barged deeper inside the pavilion without any care.

Arriving at a giant dual-entry door, Juliet and Zieve pushed it open together as the fierce shout of a middle-aged man reverberated behind the door.

"Who's there? Didn't I tell you that I'm in a middle of an important business meeting?! Who dared to interrupt this one's business?" The figures inside the large hall turned to look at Juliet and Zieve and their expressions turned weird. Particularly, the middle-aged man clad in luxurious clothing that shouted.

"Ohhh, aren't the two of you from the Dreamy House? Welcome! You should've informed me that the two of you are coming here for a visit! I would've prepared a fitting entrance for the two of you..."

The middle-aged man spoke in a voice that resembled the warmth of sunlight in spring. His tone familiar and close enough that you could sense how he cared for you, just from his voice.

"Will you stop the farce, already, Leonard Waga?" Juliet said in a disdaining voice and Leonard lifted his head to stare at Juliet, "Little girl, didn't your parents told you to respect your Elders? You're the one that forcefully barged into my territory so you should at least learn some decorum..." Leonard replied in a cold voice, his eyes gleamed with threat.

Zieve swept his gaze throughout the wide hall and found the presence of two other men whom he was familiar with. Those two were Vanadis and Rodger from the Imperial Clan. Within Rodger's hands was a rolled parchment and beside them were two pen quills freshly dripping with ink.

Just from the sight alone, one could deduce what had transpired within this huge hall. And that fact darkened Juliet's fair countenance even more as she erupted into a round of curses that contrasted her innocent appearance.

"Bastard! Didn't you sign the contract and told us that you won't ever renege on the contract?! What have you done!" Juliet pointed at Leonard, her figure slightly trembled from anger and her cheeks flushed red.

Leonard crossed his arms together and didn't bother about Julliet as he turned to look at Zieve and said, "Young man, what have you been teaching this little sister of yours? To think that for her age, she already has such a sharp tongue! What a bad upbringing!" Leonard repeatedly clicked his tongue and shook his head in a provoking gesture.

In his heart, he believed that Juliet was nothing. It was Zieve that controlled everything from behind the scenes. In his mind, Juliet was merely a placeholder for a position that meant nothing to the operations of the entire Dreamy House.

If he wanted, he could trample them under his foot.

Rodger and Vanadis who stared at the commotion with amusement finally spoke, "That's right, Juliet, Zieve, shouldn't the two of you apply for an appointment at the proper channels instead of barging in and demanding something selfish as what you just said? It was his free will to sign the contract and it is also his right to renege on it!" Rodger's expression shined with righteousness and he looked valiant.

But the two who knew his true face, felt disgusted about his pretentious actions.

Juliet lifted a cold smile on her face, clenching her fists, she replied...