Chapter 301: Chapter 301

Little Squirrel was on the verge of tears. Why wasn’t even running allowed anymore?

The Great Demon King forcefully pushed it into its den and placed the notebook in front of it. "Lu Feng, go prepare a pen and a notebook for Little Squirrel. It must learn a hundred words every day, and I will personally check!"

"Understood, Ninth Master."

Lu Feng swooshed out immediately.

Little Squirrel was speechless. Covering its face with its little paws, it felt utterly miserable!

An Yan, trying to suppress her laughter after receiving Little Squirrel’s Nth plea for help, reached out and gently tugged at Li Tianyao’s sleeve. "Husband, isn’t a hundred words a day too much? After all, Little Squirrel is so small! How about fewer?"

Li Tianyao’s icy voice suddenly softened. "Then how many do you suggest?"

"Ten, please, husband. For my sake!"

Little Squirrel’s eyes darted back and forth, following their voices.

Until the Great Demon King nodded. "Okay, then ten!"

From a hundred words to ten, Little Squirrel found that acceptable. For origınal chapters go to Novᴇl_Fire(.)net

Thank you, Master! You truly are the cutest, kindest, and very best master in the world.

The grateful Little Squirrel obediently began to learn how to write on the tablet.

The character for ’one’ is a single horizontal line, ’two’ is two horizontal lines, and ’three’ is three horizontal lines!

Little Squirrel was thrilled. It had originally thought writing would be difficult, but Was this it? Was this all there was to it?

Feeling confident, Little Squirrel decided to show off and astound them all.

Without looking at the tablet anymore, it began to write directly: "One, two, three..."

The character for ’four’ is four horizontal lines, ’five’ is five horizontal lines...

After finishing ’ten,’ it happily brought the writing to the Great Demon King, wearing a triumphant expression, eagerly waiting to see his astonished reaction to its cleverness.

Instead, it received a thump on its head. "Too clever for your own good! For every incorrect character, you’ll write it out ten times as punishment!"

Little Squirrel was dumbfounded. This made no sense! Why should ’one’ be one horizontal line, ’two’ be two horizontal lines, and ’three’ be three horizontal lines, only for ’four’ to change its form completely? What on earth were humans thinking?

An Yan had to admit Little Squirrel made her laugh. That logic! Hahaha...

Little Squirrel shot her a resentful glance and, head drooping, returned to its diligent efforts.

An Yan tried to contain her laughter and continued with her meal.

It was a call from Mu Enyu. "Sister Yan, I wanted to ask if you need us for anything else? If not, my brother wants us to return to Luocheng with him!"

"Sure, you can go back. As for your things in Yuncheng, I’ll have Wang Yong ship them back to the school. Remember to collect them when you arrive."

"Okay, Sister Yan! When will you be returning to school?"

"Then we’ll wait for you at school!"

For the next two days, Li Tianyao was incredibly busy.

He didn’t go to Country R, but he had personnel stationed there, and news flew in like snowflakes. Additionally, he was preparing for quarantine, and matters of the Li Consortium also required his attention. In short, from the moment he opened his eyes, he was either in a meeting or preparing for one. Even meals were squeezed into little more than ten minutes.

While he was busy, An Yan was busy too. She was racing against time to develop the Antidote for the Golden Thread Worm poison.

Li Tianyao hadn’t just assigned three scientists to An Yan; he had entrusted his entire research team from Li Biotechnology to her. Lin Ling had already prepared all the materials An Yan previously requested. An Yan roughly estimated the materials alone cost over 1.4 billion. The remainder must have been covered by Li Tianyao personally.

She preferred not to deal with others directly, so she conveyed her ideas to Lin Ling, who then instructed the research staff to conduct the relevant studies.

An Yan’s reputation soared to new heights after more than three hundred children recovered and were discharged from the hospital. Her Weibo followers surged once again. The three short videos she had previously filmed had garnered billions of views. The great tree in her mind had visibly grown more robust.

An Duxuan participated in a new survival variety show, showcasing outstanding agility and a dazzling performance that amassed countless fans, making An Duxuan the hottest idol star in the entertainment industry overnight.

Su Siming, Liang Chen, and Mu Enyu also became celebrities in their school for their participation in treating the three hundred children. Several professors extended offers for them to join their research groups. However, they declined. An Yan had given them a sample of the Golden Thread Worm. Their ongoing task was to research the Antidote for the Golden Thread Worm Poison.

A week flew by in a blur.

That day, Lu Feng suddenly knocked on the laboratory door. "Miss An Yan, hurry! Something’s wrong with Ninth Master!"

An Yan’s fingers trembled. "What happened?"

"Ninth Master was just pressing his temples at first. Then, he suddenly froze and crushed the conference table into powder! He might be having an episode!"

"Having an episode?" An Yan echoed. Something felt amiss. Li Tianyao had said he still had several months. "Did anything specific happen to trigger him?"

"No, the meeting agenda was about Country R—the same topic we’ve been discussing these past few days."

What could be the reason then?

As An Yan ran, she pondered and quickly made a decision. "Contact Luolie. I don’t care what means he uses, but from this moment on, ensure Li Yanluo can never speak or cast an incantation again!"

He’s pressing his temples because of a headache! Besides the Golden Thread Worm Poison, the only other thing that could cause Li Tianyao such a headache is Li Yanluo’s incantations. She had considered this before but had refrained from acting because Yan An’s consciousness still resided in that body. She had hoped that without an additional supply of vitality, Li Yanluo would be no match for Yan An and would be eliminated by her. But now it seemed Yan An’s consciousness was simply too weak! She wanted to help but didn’t know how. Therefore, the only option was to physically prevent Li Yanluo from using any more of her abilities.

「In the main building’s conference room.」

Li Tianyao sat in the boss’s chair, his head drooping. His hands hung limply at his sides, like a large, soulless puppet. Stiff, yet filled with danger!

All the subordinates held their breath, faces red and necks bulging; no one dared to make a sound.

Upon seeing An Yan appear at the door, looks of relief instantly flashed across everyone’s faces. They weren’t going to die! Thank you, Miss An Yan.

An Yan slowed her pace, walking slowly towards Li Tianyao.

Though she made no sound, Li Tianyao still turned his head warily to face her direction. His handsome face was devoid of expression. The eyes behind his colored contact lenses showed no emotion, yet the murderous intent he exuded was palpable and unrestrained.

In that instant, An Yan felt as though she were enveloped by death. Her instincts screamed at her to get away from the danger. But this was her beloved. If she left, what would happen to him?

Lu Feng watched Li Tianyao nervously, his regret compounding. He shouldn’t have called Miss An Yan over. Ninth Master was clearly on the verge of an episode!

The moment this thought surfaced, Li Tianyao moved.

No one saw how he suddenly moved from the chair to appear before An Yan, covering the nearly three-meter distance in an instant.

His hand closed around Miss An Yan’s slender neck.