After the two figures disappeared from sight. The man frantically pulled out his phone. "Cap... Captain... We've got a situation here! Superman just killed Kim Jun-myeong!!!" The other end went silent. [Who!!? Who did you say!!? Who killed Kim Jun-myeong!?] "Superman! The Man of Steel!! Clark Kent!!!" [Are you high on something at work? Wait no, at your cultivation level, you'd have to eat that stuff by the pound to feel anything. How much did you actually take?] "He can fly, has heat vision, is insanely strong, and his cover identity is a White Eagle military officer stationed in Wei Gao. Fuck it, I know how crazy it sounds but it's true!!" "Just get your ass over here with backup, you'll see for yourself." The world had gone mad. Superman was real, and he wasn't even wearing a cape. On the road, Lu Ding sped down the highway. "HAHAHAHAHAHA........" Lu Ding's laughter filled the car. He couldn't help himself remembering that guy's expression. Flight, heat vision, super strength - if that wasn't Superman, what was? Originally his fake identity wasn't supposed to have this name. But he thought the original name lacked punch. For sheer amusement, Lu Ding had changed it to this. He wondered if Tianxing Group would start looking for kryptonite to use against him. Just thinking about it made it hard to keep a straight face. But An Wuyang didn't get it. Human joys are not interconnected. He asked curiously: "What are you laughing about?" Lu Ding explained about the name. Opened a brand new world for An Wuyang. Looking at the name on his own ID, he found it increasingly lacking in style. "Lu Ding, do you think I should change mine too?" "Why not? Look, you've got such high class. If I don't match up, wouldn't I just drag you down? Help me think of one, please, please, come up with something for me." Seeing his enthusiastic expression. Lu Ding was momentarily speechless. The acting leader of Tianli Sect, a Heavenly Perception operative, how could... he have zero gravitas? "Ugh... you're so annoying......" With no other choice, Lu Ding took out sunglasses from his pocket and handed them to An Wuyang. "Here, use these to browse dramas and pick a name yourself." An Wuyang accepted them with both hands, eyes shining brightly, his voice trembling with reverence: "For... for me to wear?" He couldn't believe Lu Ding would let him wear something so cool!!!! "Give them back if you don't want them." Seeing Lu Ding reach for them, he immediately put them on without hesitation. Thus An Wuyang experienced modern technology. The novelty hit him instantly. Pulling out his phone for a selfie: "So cool! So damn cool!!!!!" "I must write to my imperial mother!!!" *Click*, the photo was taken. An Wuyang then took out stationery and began sketching an incredibly lifelike portrait of his sunglass-wearing selfie. His smile never faded. Lu Ding steered with one hand: "Imperial mother???" An Wuyang looked guilty: "What imperial mother? You misheard. I said my mother." He dared not tell Lu Ding he was a Jing Dynasty prince. That would earn him endless mockery. Visions already flashed through his mind of Lu Ding's reaction. 'HAHAHA a prince, so you're a prince now? Oh my, Your Highness! Let me see that shiny bald head under your hat, and your queue......' Lu Ding looked suspicious: "Really......." An Wuyang laughed: "HAHAHA what else could it be? Who says 'imperial mother' these days? Might as well say I'm a prince, oh my~" His preemptive strike made Lu Ding think it sounded plausible. After all, even someone as eccentric as Zhang Wei wouldn't go that far. Little did he know, Zhang Wei's daily efforts at eccentricity paled compared to An Wuyang's casual remarks. Now that was true 'talent'. Seeing Lu Ding drop the subject. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NoveI[F]ire.net An Wuyang secretly sighed in relief. [Imperial mother, Lu Ding's score in my heart just rose again. He's truly kind to share such cool sunglasses with me...] Mid-writing, he glanced at Lu Ding. [His leather jacket is so stylish too, I heard it costs tens of millions in Wei Gao currency...] An Wuyang didn't understand currency conversion. But tens of millions sounded like an astronomical sum!!! Even during his princely days, he couldn't have afforded millions in silver for clothing. His mind was filled with nothing but admiration. Feeling the gaze, Lu Ding glanced over, then at his own jacket. An Wuyang first nodded, then shook his head, embarrassed: "Too expensive." "Perform well this mission and I'll give it to you afterward. We're about the same height, though you're slimmer. Should still fit though, probably look great!" "You'd really give it to me!!?" Lu Ding nodded: "Of course. Do I seem like the joking type?" An Wuyang was ecstatic! "No no no, you definitely aren't, I'll perform exceptionally well!!!" He couldn't even imagine how dashing he'd look wearing that jacket. Lu Ding waved him off: "Alright alright, keep writing." After penning a few more lines to share the jacket news with his imperial mother. An Wuyang suddenly asked: "So are we going after Kim Yeon-ju now?" Lu Ding answered casually. His mind recalling Kim Yeon-ju's profile. Kim Yeon-ju, female, 18 years and 1 month old, intelligent, meticulous, matured early, currently at Divine Palace realm - a genuine prodigy. Currently backed by Wei Gao's Diancang Sect. Her original sect where she learned all her skills. Her mother is a Si Ming realm expert from Diancang Sect. Additionally, Kim Yeon-ju's mother is the sister of the third candidate's mother, Kim Gyeong-joo's mother. Just goes to show how wild Wei Gao chaebols play. After turning eighteen, Tianxing Group approached Kim Yeon-ju with her true heritage. The entire Diancang Sect went into uproar. The whole sect unanimously agreed to dedicate all resources to backing Kim Yeon-ju's rise. Even if she couldn't secure one of Tianxing Group's three heir positions. She must still achieve outstanding results. From this, Lu Ding's selection criteria became clear. Three candidates: first Kim Jun-myeong, mediocre talent lacking upward momentum - unfortunately too arrogant.