My Core is the Boss

Huang Weiming froze for a moment. "B-bureau chief?"

A flash of astonishment crossed his eyes as he stared at the young man and woman not far away. As someone of status, he had attended quite a few gatherings, and seen many handsome men and beautiful women. Yet whether in appearance or temperament, none could compare to these two.

What surprised Huang Weiming the most was that the brick had now appeared in the young man's hand. He felt as if he had just gone through a dream. Everything that happened earlier felt like an illusion.

He answered instinctively, "I... am not a bureau chief."

Qi Yuan seemed dejected. "As expected, it's all lies. Where in the capital can you just throw a brick and hit a bureau chief?"

Canary beamed with lively eyes. "If you want, he can be a bureau chief."

"Cheating wouldn't be fun."

The strange conversation between the pair left Huang Weiming utterly bewildered. Brick? Hitting people? Bureau chief? So it wasn't an illusion?

Before he could say anything else, the couple had disappeared. He quickly looked around, but there was no trace of them anywhere. No matter which direction he looked, he still couldn't find them. Even though it should be impossible for humans to leave his sight so quickly...

Unless they are ghosts?

Huang Weiming then gave a bitter smile. His stress was likely too intense, to the point his mind weakened and caused hallucinations. A big brick falling from the sky, and a man asking about bureau chiefs... Just thinking about it felt absurd.

He pushed it aside, his face full of worry, and dragged his weary self back home. "Haa... Life is so difficult... I hope a meteor falls tomorrow."

Huang Weiming felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He had even thought about acting out in anger and spilling some blood, but it wasn't possible. First, he had family, ties, and responsibilities. Second, the Mu family was part of the Seven Martial Stars. They implanted protective nanorobots into their descendants. How could he possibly harm them?

He felt unwilling. "Do I really have no choice but to accept my fate?"

At that moment, his phone screen lit up. A message appeared before his eyes. At first glance, the dense formatting made him think it was spam, and he was about to delete it. But suddenly, he paused. "Voting? What is this?"

He was stunned. "Dear Mr. Huang Weiming, you are an adult and a lawful citizen of Qin Yuan. You are invited to vote on the following matters... The Mu family? The Seven Martial Stars families? Treason? Evidence listed... vote on judgment?"

These messages flooded his mind, leaving him dazed and confused. Is someone pulling a prank on me? Putting the Seven Martial Stars families on trial? Ridiculous!

Who could judge the true rulers of Qin Yuan?

Still, he quickly clicked the link provided in the message. When he saw the information displayed, he froze for a moment. "This is too elaborate for a joke..."

A single click was all it took for him to see a person's entire life. The records were extremely detailed, documenting everything they had done, good and bad alike. Each profile was accompanied by a legal assessment from robot lawyers detailing the punishment prescribed by Qin Yuan law.

Seeing a familiar name, he was completely shocked. "This is... Mu Kong?"

The one who had seized his assets was among those being judged.

Despite feeling a sense of absurdity, he continued reading. "Murder... rape... currently suspected of attempting to seize the assets of a businessman surnamed Huang..."

He was deeply shaken. Wasn't that referring to him? Huang Weiming was extremely excited, feeling both absurd and incredulous. He quickly opened social media to see what was going on.

Sure enough, across all major platforms, information about the "vote" had become a hot topic.

└Voting? What's going on?

└What is this Mu family?

└A public vote?

└Who started this?

└Wait, did the Mu family offend the other Seven Martial Stars families?

└Impossible. Even if the Mu family falls, the others wouldn't allow voting. Whatever is going on behind this?

└Could it be divine intervention?

***

The moonlight casted a hazy glow.

Qi Yuan held Canary in his arms, waving at the seventh prince not far away. "I'm busy. I don't feel like seeing these idle people. Tell them to go back. Don't disturb me or ruin my mood, or we'll have to vote."

The seventh prince's heart tightened. Although not all Seven Martial Stars families had extremely corrupt traditions, they truly couldn't withstand a vote.

He quickly replied, "Understood, Mr. Qi!"

Qi Yuan turned serious. "I’m too lazy to interfere with the rest. Leave it to your officials. After all, I'm just an ordinary person. I can only make suggestions... Now go, I need to sleep. Tomorrow, I'll head back to Longtai City. I still have to participate in the martial arts tournament in a few days!"

This was the most important matter. Compared to the tournament, the Seven Martial Stars weren't even worth mentioning.

The seventh prince broke out in cold sweat. Suggestion? That was more effective than an imperial decree. Who would dare provoke Qi Yuan in the kingdom? Even the Seven Martial Stars treated him like an ancestor.

After bowing, the seventh prince left the hotel. Outside in the lobby stood a group of elderly men. The youngest among them was over sixty. Yet they stood there respectfully, not even daring to sit.

Since they were here to meet Qi Yuan, they didn't dare exercise privilege as before. No roads were blocked and no one was restricted from entering. Thus, passersby occasionally stopped, staring curiously at them. Some even took photos. Not even in their wildest dreams did they expect these old men to be the most powerful figures in Qin Yuan.

They were the patriarchs of the Seven Martial Stars and the king of Qin Yuan. Seeing the seventh prince come out, the elders quickly approached.

The old patriarch of the Fang family asked, his voice faltering slightly, "What did Mr. Qi say?"

In all his life, he had never been so cautious.

The seventh prince answered truthfully, "Mr. Qi does not wish to meet you."

"What?"

"He doesn't want to see us..."

"Could it be...?"

The old men appeared as if their parents had died. They thought Qi Yuan was angry and intended to deal with them as well.

The seventh prince repeated Qi Yuan's exact words, "Mr. Qi said he is busy and too lazy to see you..."

The elders all let out a sigh of relief.

The Fang patriarch said, "We will keep Mr. Qi's words in mind and dare not disobey!"

The others echoed in agreement. They could not decide if not meeting Qi Yuan was good or bad. However, some even felt relieved. After all, what if Mr. Qi got upset and killed them? Not meeting him was safer in some sense.

The Fang patriarch added, "From now on, we will strictly abide by the law and be just. We will also strictly discipline our clansmen and ensure they never disturb Mr. Qi!"

The others followed suit like Young Troopers taking an oath. They were just short of wearing red scarves.

A young couple nearby stopped and took photos.

"This is hilarious. Are they filming a video?"

"So creative, hiring a group of old men to shoot a 'law-abiding' promo. It'll definitely go viral."

"That Mr. Qi must be a big influencer. This is the capital, not the countryside. Hiring these old men probably costs more than one egg."

"At least ten eggs."