The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

Five Squad watched him staring at his phone without speaking and asked with concern, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Four Squad waved his hand, feeling somewhat restless.

Could it be that Two Squad found out?

But he quickly dismissed the idea.

Probably not.

Two Squad was the weakest among the top three commanders. Even last time during the Chixia Sect mission, he only succeeded by picking up scraps. If it weren't for the protection from the leader, he wouldn't even qualify for the position of Two Squad, let alone meet the standard for a commander.

This was also why he felt indignant. If Two Squad didn't exist, he would have the chance to become one of the top three commanders and compete for the leader's position.

So this time, he specifically targeted this weakling.

What should have been a sure thing ended up collapsing because none of the major organizations accepted the job.

Four Squad couldn't figure out what went wrong.

If he couldn't get rid of Two Squad, he'd have to rely on One Squad and Two Squad tearing into each other. Then he would find a way to push the indifferent Three Squad out of the picture...

The leader's position would be his!

Four Squad indulged in his fantasies, exchanged a few more words with Five Squad, and then they parted ways.

——

One Squad Commander's room.

Xiao Qimo had only been away from Jinjing for a few hours but already wanted to go back. Judging the time, Lu Mian should have arrived in Wucheng by now.

He took out his phone, just about to make a call to Lu Mian, when a private message from Three Squad Commander popped up first.

Xiao Qimo impatiently clicked on it.

Three Squad: [One Squad, have you arrived? Should we meet up first?]

Clearly, Xiao Qimo had no such intention and replied: [NO.]

The epitome of curt and cold.

Three Squad: [Alright then, I guess I'll see you at the ceremony tomorrow. Don't worry, at the four o'clock vote, I promise to choose you!]

Xiao Qimo opened the dialing keypad and had just pressed a few numbers when yet another private message jumped in.

It seemed deliberately disruptive, interrupting his attempt to contact Lu Mian for the second time.

This time, the message was from Two Squad.

Xiao Qimo glanced at it, his expression darkening.

Two Squad had sent a formal challenge: an invitation to duel at tomorrow's nine o'clock leadership transition ceremony—fair combat, the loser to submit.

Hah.

After a brief sneer, the man inwardly mocked the childishness of it all.

A duel with him?

Two Squad was certainly confident.

The leader's position was already firmly within his grasp; he had no need to take on such a challenge.

Before Xiao Qimo could toss an insult back, another message from Two Squad appeared.

This time it contained several screenshots. When Xiao Qimo opened them, his expression immediately turned dark green.

The screenshots revealed that Four Squad had placed a ten-billion-dollar order to assassinate Two Squad, along with an IP address trace showing the network IP, contact information, and payment card details—all pointing to Four Squad Commander.

The last screenshot came from a group chat.

It was Four Squad fawning over him in a set of rainbow-colored praise messages.

This was a deliberate implication that Four Squad was aligned with him.

Two Squad: [Assassinate me? Dare to make it a fair fight?]

Leaning casually against the table with his phone, the man's lips curved slightly, the smile masking a bottomless cruelty.

He was completely unaware of Four Squad's assassination attempt on Two Squad. What motives Four Squad had, he didn't know. If these screenshots were shown to everyone, it might mislead them into thinking Four Squad was his supporter, executing the assassination for him.

But in reality, he didn't need any of this.

Two Squad clearly wielded the evidence to bait him into accepting the duel challenge.

Ironically, he wasn't the least bit afraid of this kind of threat.

In fact, he suspected that this was a self-directed ploy by Two Squad to falsely incriminate him.

He replied coldly: [No real skills, just a master of framing. That's all a crony is capable of.]

His words left no room for courtesy to Two Squad.

Their relationship had long since crumbled, and exchanging cutting remarks was entirely normal.

The person on the other side paused for half a minute before replying.

Two Squad: [Accept the duel, or face disgrace.]

Hah.

Xiao Qimo chuckled and replied mercilessly: [A duel with me? Do you even deserve it?]

The innate arrogance and dominating aura radiated unmistakably.

He knew well that this was not the answer his opponent wanted, but he couldn't care less. Disgrace?

Sorry, he didn't need a good reputation to begin with.

As long as that little rascal didn't misunderstand him, he wouldn't care if the whole world vilified him.

After sending the reply, Xiao Qimo noticed that the other side had gone silent, likely giving up in the face of his obstinacy.

Finally, Xiao Qimo dialed Lu Mian's number. When he heard her gentle, calm voice, the irritation and anger in his heart instantly dissipated.

He decided that he needed to reduce these business trips in the future.

Every time he was just a little farther from her, he couldn't control his overwhelming longing.

The call lasted nearly half an hour before they reluctantly hung up.

Just before shutting off his phone, Xiao Qimo noticed one unread message.

Three Squad: [Deserve or not, you'll know once you try.]

Xiao Qimo replied impatiently with three simple words: [You're crazy.]

——

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the voting channels in the rooms of seven commanders opened punctually.

Since One Squad and Two Squad were candidates, they couldn't participate in the vote, leaving the decision to the remaining seven commanders.

Lu Mian could roughly guess how many votes she'd receive—it was bound to be brutal.

But that wasn't the point. The point was that One Squad's people tried to assassinate her, yet he stood detached and dismissive of her.

Lu Mian smiled faintly; she would make sure he understood the meaning of regret.

Meanwhile, in the monitoring room, Yun Zhijuan suddenly woke with a jolt.

He touched his neck, checked his pulse—still alive.

But his clothes were soaked through with cold sweat.

Rubbing his temple, beating with unease, he could only hope tomorrow wouldn't be too bloody...

——

The next day.

On the sprawling lawn of the headquarters building, the site for the inauguration ceremony had already been set up.

This leadership transition wasn't just a big event for IEG—it was a significant affair for every nation and allied force connected to them.

Though the ceremony hadn't started, people had already begun arriving at the venue.

Despite their low profile and minimal entourage, these attendees were all heads of major organizations or leaders of various countries.

Inside the organization, staff bustled back and forth, stepping up the monitoring level and securing the venue with impenetrable protection.

As time ticked by, the expansive venue gradually filled with people—all exceptional members of the International Elite Group, nearly a thousand of them. Only those with an invitation were eligible to witness the event.

Finally, all seven commanders made their appearance and took their seats.

At this moment, only ten minutes remained until nine o'clock.