The Weight Of The World On His Shoulders

An unhappy secretary—that was what Ying Yue He was right now, but her feelings were invalid at this point. Or rather it had no kind of weight, or it didn't matter, and though she didn't exactly like the mother, she was ordered by her boss to do things and so she did them with nothing more than even a single complaint out of her lips.

It was quite brash of the mother to think that she would teach that little girl some words—she had been nothing but kind. It was actually the child that somewhat unnerved her. No child would be so completely caught up in talking to an imaginary friend. And though it was wrong to make any conclusions, she could only imagine that the child was neglected.

But Ying Yue He was not about to make any scene.

Even when this Luo Ju Di glanced at her before they were taken by a chaperone to be driven to a hotel and this woman had said, "You don't have anything to be so tensed up over, miss secretary."

First off—she had a name!

The second thing… it was a stupid thing to remark to someone you just met. "I have nothing to get tensed over? Who was she to tell me such a thing. Argh, was it even that obvious that I was into—Mister Li!" Her eyes widened to see the man still outside of his office.

"I was waiting for you, Miss He." he said.

Calm thyself oh stupid heart of hers! Ying Yue He inclined her head, "I've accomplished your task for me, Mister Li. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"I was hoping you could make me this tea." Li Yang had a canister in his hand, and even then a scroll in his hand. "It's an expensive one, and it needs to be prepared carefully. I trust your tea-preparing skills more than mine."

Was he really serious? But then there was some ancient-old looking scroll, so it must be some kind of fancy tea. Ying Yue He sighed inwardly. What would this man be doing without her? She managed a reluctant smile and nodded, "Not a problem, Mister Li. You can provide me with the instructions and I'll brew you a pot."

"Thank you."

This was all professional for Ying Yue He.

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His headache was worsening. Was it because he had done away with the respirator now and the talisman had lost its efficacy? He had not bothered with either, but he didn't think that he would feel this terrible. Or maybe it was just stress. He had sent a message to his brother, but there was no reply.

He had to take care of this matter discreetly.

This was another thing on his plate besides him running the company and facing the whims and fancies of the Heavens. He wasn't sure which of them provided him the most headache. If he didn't have Ying Yue He with him right now, he probably would have a lot more to juggle. He had entrusted her with the tea and for a moment, Li Yang rested his head on the surface of his table—laptop away along with the documents.

> Deal with his body's incompatibility with external qi and lack of the ability to change it into his own spiritual qi

> Finalize everything for the board meeting

> Check on with the Wang Company?

> Take care of the matter with Luo Ju Di

> Continue with the path of cultivation

> Hire a bodyguard from Shen Society? Train in martial arts for his own self defense?

> Facilitate the other payment options with the Yuan Shop

Those were the things he mustered at the top of his head. There might be others that were more urgent than others, but they all had a great deal of importance to him. He needed to tackle things one at a time, and actually consider which one was the more important—that being the tea, and then he'd segregate the rest of the afternoon with his work in the office.

Afterwards, he'd contact Shen Society… did they leave a business card? It was probably in the ID they gave him. Scheduling a DNA test, he forgot to hand over a sample—needed to provide a sample once that was done. Li Yang let out another sigh and pressed a hand to his forehead. If the woman was right, then it meant that there would be another burden on his shoulder.

What did his brother say about him not fucking up like their father?

Li Yang couldn't and wouldn't neglect a child, but did he even have time for it… her? Building a harem once this 'free period'—the one he received due to him finishing the secretary quest—was over would no doubt be time consuming. Even more time consuming than usual while trying to guard his back from other cultivators in this country. And he had to make sure that the child grew up with a father?

"Gee, where's that smile from earlier?" the Panda remarked with a scoff. It was lying on the sofa and staring up at the ceiling. "Did the sky drop on you or something? You look like you're carrying the burden of the world on your shoulders."

"I'd appreciate it if you shut up for a moment."

"M-Mister Li?" Ying Yue He stopped at the door with the pot of tea and a teacup prepared. She had a surprised look on her face.

He sighed, "I wasn't talking to you, Miss He."

"... are you by any chance talking to a floating panda then, Mister Li?" she asked with a nervous smile. The secretary remembered his first question when the System had first arrived and the Panda had knocked him down with a punch. She was quick to make a connection.

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Author Note: Hello there, I may or may not make a buffer chapter before I turn Premium so I hope you can forgive me when that happens and you expect to see a chapter but don't find it. Okay, let me try to see if I don't pass out yet. I uh... need to write for my two other books, and I've already shamelessly advertised 'Races: Online (VR Smartphone App)' before. Gah, making different genre books make it hard to convince people to check my other book.