Qin Qinghan suddenly spoke up, startling not only Luo Yihuaung but also the surrounding crowd, most of whom looked over curiously while others chuckled. After all, the two giants of Haihua City were blocking the way, and even Luo Yihuaung was at a loss, so what could she, a subordinate of the Luo Corporation, accomplish?
"Get out of the way, whoever dares to block the road, throw them out for me."
Following that, a scene that shocked and frightened everyone occurred. Jiang Hao waved his hand at the dozen or so burly underlings behind him and said, "Go on, clear these people out of the way."
In an instant, the over a dozen strongmen began dispersing the packed crowd, opening up a path.
Mad Dog stepped forward and stood right in front of Chen Yuanzhong and the others. His fierce aura seemed to radiate from his eyes, making Chen Yuanzhong's bodyguards cower in fear.
At this time, the brawny man next to Chen Yuanzhong also stepped forward, facing Mad Dog fearlessly.
This was Chen Yuanzhong's top fighter, Cheng Xiong. His prominent temples were especially conspicuous.
Cheng Xiong had once fought in underground boxing rings, going undefeated for ten years. As for Mad Dog, he had been a mercenary in the Golden Triangle, with many lives on his hands. There was an aura of naked blades between the two men's eyes.
But Chen Yuanzhong patted Cheng Xiong on the shoulder and said, "Since President Luo is in a hurry to attend the auction, we certainly can't keep blocking her way. That would offend her."
Chen Yuanzhong was still able to keep his cool. Fighting with Jiang Hao here would bring much trouble, not to mention he didn't want to offend Luo Yihuaung either.
Hearing this, Cheng Xiong retreated behind Chen Yuanzhong, but his icy gaze never left Mad Dog.
The two were the top fighters of Haihua City's two biggest bosses. Both wanted to test each other's strength, but today was clearly not the best time.
Because with a single sentence from Qin Qinghan, Jiang Hao had stepped aside without hesitation, shocking not just the onlookers, but even Luo Yihuaung.
She couldn't help but glance back at Qin Qinghan, quickly realizing what was going on.
Although she hadn't been able to uncover Night Wind's background, she knew long ago that Jiang Hao deeply respected him, to the point of absolute obedience. In that case, she could make use of Qin Qinghan to avoid much trouble.
But Luo Yihuaung didn't immediately discuss this with Qin Qinghan. She just said to her, "Let's go."
Qin Qinghan nodded, then followed Luo Yihuaung towards the auction house. As they passed Jiang Hao, she softly said, "Thank you."
Qin Qinghan's thanks made Jiang Hao feel immensely honored. He quickly waved his hands, about to say something polite, when he saw that Qin Qinghan had already expressionlessly left. This made the Dragon King of the East feel rather embarrassed.
But he still chuckled, because he knew this was his sister-in-law. Even if she wanted his life, he wouldn't dare complain.
Jiang Hao then turned to Mad Dog and said, "Tonight the Luo Corporation is holding a celebration banquet at the Fenghao Hotel. If I'm not mistaken, the focus of this celebration should be my sister-in-law. Go make arrangements immediately. The face must be kept. Also, replace all the security with our people. If Big Brother is displeased, we'll all suffer."
Hearing this, Mad Dog nodded solemnly.
On the other side, Chen Yuanzhong watched Luo Yihuaung and Qin Qinghan's distant figures, then swept his crafty gaze towards Jiang Hao. He suddenly said to Cheng Xiong beside him, "Haven't you always wanted to test what skills that Night Wind really had back then?"
Cheng Xiong was slightly startled, and his eyes immediately lit up with interest.
"Well...you'll have the chance soon," Chen Yuanzhong said with a faint smile, before heading towards the auction house.
If the ring today really was the legendary Bihai Zhi Xin, he would make a killing.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the auction finally officially began. The huge auction hall was packed, with many media stations setting up cameras.
Luo Yihuaung and Qin Qinghan sat in the front row, with Lin Yu and over a dozen bodyguards next to them.
The dozens of rows behind were also filled with the rich and elite, and even many foreign friends.
Luo Yihuaung and Qin Qinghan were still the focus of discussion in the auction hall, both possessing country-toppling beauty.
Luo Yihuaung was like an empress gracing them with her presence, while Qin Qinghan seemed a gentle and alluring fairy. It was as if even Bihai Zhi Xin would dim before them.
Suddenly, a blond foreigner in his thirties walked over. In accented Chinese he smiled at Luo Yihuaung and Qin Qinghan, "You two lovely ladies are the most beautiful women I've ever seen. I'm willing to bid on today's Bihai Zhi Xin, and use it as a medium to invite you two beauties out for dinner tonight."
Upon hearing this, Luo Yihuaung and Qin Qinghan exchanged looks, both completely indifferent.
It was obvious this foreigner was a very wealthy man. If he had said this to any other woman present besides Luo Yihuaung and Qin Qinghan, he would have easily succeeded, perhaps even gotten an eager response.
But Luo Yihuaung was aloof and noble like an empress. A Bihai Zhi Xin was nothing to her, let alone if he sent her a palace. She wouldn't care at all.
As for Qin Qinghan, although gentle in temperament, her heart was also aloof and proud. She also wouldn't go against herself for money.
Seeing Luo Yihuaung and Qin Qinghan's cold reactions, the foreigner thought they didn't understand English. Because he absolutely didn't believe any woman could reject his offer, especially when Bihai Zhi Xin was involved.
Just as the foreigner was about to say something more, Qin Qinghan suddenly responded in fluent English, "I'm sorry, I'm married."
Hearing this, the foreigner looked somewhat disappointed, but he didn't plan on giving up. In the face of money, nothing couldn't be overcome.
Just as he was about to increase his seduction, he suddenly felt his chest tighten. Then his feet left the ground.
The person clutching his collar and lifting him up was a Chinese man with a hideous scar on his face and extremely fierce eyes. Of course, this was none other than Jiang Hao. Behind Jiang Hao were a bunch of thuggish underlings. Not only was the foreigner scared pale by this scene, even the onlooking crowd shrank back instinctively.
"Where did this blind lamb come from? Should I throw you out myself, or have someone chop you into pieces and toss you in the river to feed the fish?" Jiang Hao snarled menacingly.
The foreigner was over six feet tall and not thin, weighing at least 180 lbs. But he was lifted up single-handedly by Jiang Hao. Seeing those vicious underlings behind Jiang Hao, the foreigner was scared enough to wet himself.
But he didn't understand Chinese. Although afraid, he didn't know what Jiang Hao had said.
At this time, Luo Yihuaung translated in fluent English, "He said if you don't get lost right now, he'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the fish."
Hearing this, the foreigner was utterly terrified. He hurriedly apologized to Jiang Hao over and over.
Only then did Jiang Hao release the foreigner. The frightened man quickly fled into the crowd. He didn't even dare participate in the rest of the auction.
After that, those who had wanted to approach Luo Yihuaung and Qin Qinghan also gave up the thought upon seeing that sinister Chinese man. They didn't want to be tossed into the river to feed the fish either.
Jiang Hao straightened his coat, then grinned and nodded at Qin Qinghan before leaving.
Luo Yihuaung looked at Qin Qinghan in amusement. "Qinghan, you've got quite the backer."
Hearing this, Qin Qinghan's expression turned bitter. She helplessly said, "Yihuaung, stop teasing me. I'm afraid they won't make it in time."
But Luo Yihuaung shook her head. "How could that be? Night Wind is willing to give you such a rare ring like Bihai Zhi Xin. It's enough to show how much he values you. As his friend, Jiang Hao naturally treats you as his sister-in-law."
Qin Qinghan's face was complicated, and she was somewhat surprised that Luo Yihuaung actually knew about her affairs, but then she shook her head and said, "I'm still not sure if this ring is the one he gave me."
Luo Yihuaung chuckled lightly without saying anything, because she knew Qin Qinghan had already realized that the ring auctioned was the one Ye Fengwu had given her, she was just very conflicted about it. She didn't know what misunderstanding there was between Qin Qinghan and Ye Fengwu.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit walked onto the auction stage. He was the chief auctioneer of the Luo Huang Group.
"Welcome friends from all over the country and even the world. I am the chief auctioneer of Luo Huang Auction. I believe you can't wait to appreciate today's auction items, so I won't say any more nonsense. The auction will now begin formally."
As the auctioneer's voice fell, a clear picture suddenly appeared on the big screen behind him. It was a rare cultural relic.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
