The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker

Chapter 473 - 439 Twelfth Floor

Qiao Yuxian took a nap at the hotel.When she woke up, it was already dark.

She lay diagonally at the foot of the bed, staring at the pitch-black room.

She stared blankly for a moment before remembering where she was, before figuring out the layout of this room.

She rolled over to the head of the bed, turned on the bedside lamp, lay with her eyes closed for a while, and then sat up.

Then she picked up her phone and took a look.

A lot of messages on the phone.

Messages from Gu Yanjing.

Messages from Yan Ting.

And messages from Qiao Yu...

Aside from Yan Ting’s messages, Qiao Yuxian replied to each one.

Then she opened the ongoing group chat and looked at the chat history.

Sister Ni Ji: [Big news! Big news! There’s a new owner of the Twelfth Floor!]

Ah Ah Ah Ah Xuan: [!!!!!]

Yaoyao: [What? What? Is it the Twelfth Floor I know of?]

Master Heng: [What other place in the world could be called the Twelfth Floor?]

Cute Yangyang: [There are plenty of restaurants called Twelfth Floor domestically.]

Master Heng: [Shut up. Kid, stay out of this.]

Quan’er: [Who took over?]

Sister Ni Ji: [I don’t know. It just happened this afternoon. I just received the news.]

Yaoyao: [Has the sky changed over M Continent? Will it affect us?]

Master Heng: [We must be prepared for that.]

Cute Yangyang: [Is there going to be a fight? Is there going to be a fight? Is there going to be a fight?]

Sister Ni Ji: [We need to discuss this with the boss.]

Cute Yangyang: [My sister might be resting. She fought earlier this morning and might be a bit tired.]

Ah Ah Ah Ah Xuan: [Who did she fight with?]

Cute Yangyang: [I’m not telling you.]

Ah Ah Ah Ah Xuan: [You little rascal, wait till you come back, I’ll deal with you.]

Master Heng: [On a serious note, whose hands will the Twelfth Floor be under? Aron has held onto the Twelfth Floor for so many years, how could he be replaced just like that?]

Yaoyao: [Don’t know. Who has such great capability? To have handled the matter quietly without even a whisper heard.]

Sister Ni Ji: [It was very sudden. By the time I got the news, the owner had already changed.]

Quan’er: [It must be them. No one else is qualified to seize power.]

Yaoyao: [Could it be the boss? She fought earlier this morning.]

Cute Yangyang: [You’re overthinking. I’ve been with my sister the whole time. We arrived at M Continent just this afternoon.]

Master Heng: [Then who could it be? Besides the boss, I can’t think of anyone else.]

Qiao Yuxian browsed through their chat records.

A bit curious who became the new owner of the Twelfth Floor.

The origin of the name "Twelfth Floor" is quite simple.

Because there are twelve buildings situated at the center of M Continent.

Symbolizing wealth, power.

There are many forces in M Continent, from various countries, big and small.

Like Yujing Manor and Nine Emperor Hall.

Already well-known, feared existences.

But these have risen up in recent years.

While the Twelfth Floor has been around for decades.

It’s an existence that no force can defend against.

It gathers figures from various countries.

As long as you are capable enough, outstanding, possess an extraordinary skill.

The Twelfth Floor will open its doors to you.

Upon entering the Twelfth Floor, there are tiered evaluations.

Promotion system.

Elimination system.

What the Twelfth Floor seeks are elite talents.

Some people even if they get in, they will be eliminated.

And some people progress step by step.

Step by step to positions qualified to inherit.

May even reach the position of the owner of the Twelfth Floor.

Qiao Yuxian is among them, although she has her own power in M Continent, she also belongs to the Twelfth Floor.

She also gained the qualification to be an heir through layered assessments.

Regarding other heirs, she has only seen one or two from the same group.

She hasn’t met the rest.

The head of the Twelfth Floor for the past ten years has always been Aron.

Some have challenged him.

But ultimately failed.

Now, the head has changed.

Who it changed to, is unknown.

Whether there’s a threat to them, is unknown.

After all, in such a major force, every decision affects influences in all directions.

Qiao Yuxian’s fingers gently tapped on her leg, watching the messages still popping up on her phone, then she sent a voice message: "It’s not me. But... I can give it a try."

The group chat went quiet for two seconds.

Then Sister Ni Ji initiated a group call.

All nine people in the group answered.

But only a few were speaking.

Sister Ni Ji: "Boss, how are you planning? Taking over the Twelfth Floor as your birthday gift?"

Qiao Yuxian said: "That’s a nice thought. But... I plan to go after my birthday."

Master Heng: "Now is indeed a good time. The new owner just took over, it’s a period of turbulence. Going now to vie for inheritance rights is the best time."

Yaoyao: "The boss’s consideration is right. Now that the news breaks, there’ll definitely be many challengers amid the turmoil. We should observe. When they’re done, whoever is in that position, then the boss can go find them."

Cute Yangyang: "Sounds good, sounds good."

Quan’er: "Then won’t the Twelfth Floor be ours in the future? We’ll rule over M Continent."

Yaoyao: "This is the first time hearing Liu Zhou’s voice so excited."

Sister Ni Ji: "There are pros and cons. There’ll be lots of people challenging our boss by then. The boss won’t have a peaceful time, and would have to visit M Continent at least once a week."

Qiao Yuxian said: "So I plan to use your reputation, let them challenge you."

Sister Ni Ji: "Boss, aren’t you afraid of it being snatched once you get it?"

Qiao Yuxian said: "Then I’ll snatch it back."

Cute Yangyang: "Snatch it over, snatch it away. Snatch it over, snatch it away. Let the Twelfth Floor do nothing, changing owners every week."

Qiao Yuxian said: "That sounds quite fun."

Sister Ni Ji: "Boss, aren’t you on M Continent? Let’s meet up."

Yaoyao: "Yes, yes, yes, yes. Haven’t seen you for a while."

Master Heng: "Send the location. I’ll buy some food. Let’s have a gathering."

Qiao Yuxian said: "Alright."

...

In the evening, Qiao Yuxian and some people on M Continent gathered at the hotel.

At first, they chatted casually.

The conversation was pretty normal.

Later on when time passed, after drinking some little alcohol, the few started to get carried away.

The talk grew bolder.

Soon, all of M Continent was almost theirs.

But only they talked boastfully.

Qiao Yuxian put her words into action.

Everyone knows she’s not so good at drinking.

So they didn’t let her drink.

But once everyone drank a bit too much, no one watched her anymore.

She took a sip.

Then listened to them talking big, boasting, her head slightly exhilarated.

The few who drank too much, drifted off to sleep.

But Qiao Yuxian got up, walked toward the bedroom. Locked the door, changed clothes, and left.

She walked steadily, showing no sign of intoxication.

Even knowing she couldn’t drive, she called for a car outside.

The car drove toward the direction of the Twelfth Floor...