“What the hell? Whose brat is this? Why are they running so fast? Did they trip?”
“Oh my god! I heard the sound of bones cracking. Is the kid okay?”
“Dude, I know you want to laugh, so just go ahead and laugh. Your comment is so annoying, but I like it.”
The onlookers were all stunned.
Shock—A mentally challenged child was right beside them?
Look at this road, so wide and spacious.
And look at the ground, not a single stumbling block in sight.
Some people had witnessed Gao Liming’s bizarre stunt earlier.
Left foot stepping on the right foot.
The kid didn’t seem mentally challenged.
But he had done something utterly foolish.
So he didn’t deserve much sympathy.
Of course.
Only a small number of people thought that way.
Many kind-hearted individuals still stepped forward to ask if he was okay.
Gao Liming stood up, feeling deeply wronged.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
Partly from the pain, partly from fear.
He ignored the noisy crowd.
Turning his head, he glanced in the direction where An Youyi had been.
But An Youyi was nowhere to be seen.
She had disappeared.
Gao Liming looked around again.
Confirming that An Youyi was gone,
tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.
These were tears of relief and joy.
Holy crap!
He had narrowly escaped death’s door.
Gao Liming had been terrified at that moment!
The thought of being under the control of the world’s number one assassin filled him with dread.
All he wanted was to get out of this cursed place as fast as possible!
Pushing through the crowded onlookers,
Gao Liming endured the excruciating pain and made his way back to his private car.
Opening the door of the high-end black sedan,
he plopped down into the seat, his face finally betraying his agony.
Sssss...
It hurts like hell!
“Huh? Young master, what’s wrong?”
The driver, who had been dozing off, snapped back to attention.
“Take me to the nearest orthopedic hospital, quick!”
Gao Liming urged through gritted teeth.
The driver fastened his seatbelt and didn’t dare ask any more questions. The car started and sped off toward the nearest orthopedic hospital.
Ding-dong—
His phone chimed with a new message notification.
Gao Liming fished his phone out of his pocket with his left hand.
He glanced at the incoming message.
The sender’s name was “Angel of Slaughter.”
Uh... It was from An Youyi.
In the past, An Youyi never gave anyone a choice.
Life or death.
It was all at her whim.
But this time, An Youyi had actually given him a choice.
This made Gao Liming ecstatic.
Gao Liming read the message.
Angel of Slaughter: How did you break your arm?
Gao Liming’s lips twitched.
Damn it.
How dare she ask?
His face looked even more miserable than if he were crying.
Using voice input, he replied to the message.
“I accidentally broke it myself.”
The intense pain made his speech slurred.
The voice recognition software produced a garbled mess of text.
Gao Liming felt utterly humiliated.
He deleted the gibberish and typed out his reply manually.
A moment later,
another message came through.
Angel of Slaughter: Did you see me today?
“She’s pushing it too far, way too far!!!”
Gao Liming was so angry he wanted to jump up.
But as he moved,
his arm sent another wave of excruciating pain.
When had he ever suffered such indignity?
Sigh...
Angry as he was,
he still had to reply to her quickly.
Mole: No, I didn’t see you.
Only then did the messages stop.
Gao Liming finally let out a sigh of relief.
In truth, whether An Youyi had betrayed him or not,
it didn’t matter to him.
The Dragon King Hall was just a stepping stone for him.
A place to exchange resources and test weapons.
He couldn’t afford to spend his entire life there.
“Dragon King, I can’t complete my mission.”
“And I don’t want to complete it.”
“You’re on your own.”
Gao Liming muttered to himself.
There wasn’t a hint of guilt in his voice.
Was it worth risking his life just to earn some materials?
No, it wasn’t.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
At the filming set.
The extras and crew were distracted.
Because four stunning goddesses had arrived on set.
All their attention was now focused on them.
Liu Yong had prepared a whole speech.
But with two more big shots showing up,
he was completely thrown off.
The filming had to be paused.
He called “Cut!”
and told the crew to take a break.
He then summoned Xu Mo.
After all, this mess was Xu Mo’s doing.
He didn’t want to get involved.
It was too terrifying.
Seeing the four women visiting the set,
Xu Mo was utterly confused.
“Is there some kind of celebration today?”
[The Dragon King has already left, and there’s no more scenes for him. What are you all doing here?]
[Did you come to the wrong place?]
“There is!”
Zhou Qiaoqiao was the first to speak.
She looked at Xu Mo.
“Our wedding day is just around the corner. I wanted to discuss with you about which hotel would be suitable for the ceremony.”
“And also, do you prefer a Western-style wedding or a Chinese-style one? I don’t mind having both.”
Xu Mo and the other female leads were dumbfounded.
Especially Xu Mo.
What was going on?
Since when was there a wedding?
Cough, cough...
Yang Jingying wasn’t having it.
“Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you here to cause trouble?”
Zhou Qiaoqiao shrugged. “That’s your own interpretation.”
Yang Jingying narrowed her eyes.
The two women started bickering again.
The crew was completely stunned by this scene.
Everyone knew who Yang Jingying and Zhou Qiaoqiao were.
They were heirs to two of the four major families.
What was going on?
Were they really fighting over a man?
Were all the other men in the world dead or something?
Not that they were bad themselves.
But witnessing such a scene of jealousy between these high-society goddesses was a rare sight.
Even Liu Yong and Song Yixue couldn’t help but glance over curiously.
Xu Mo knew that asking Yang Jingying and Zhou Qiaoqiao for answers was just asking for trouble.
Offending either of them would be a disaster.
As the old saying goes: “Pick the softest persimmon to squeeze.”
So he turned to Xu Shi.
“What’s going on? Why are you all here?”
Xu Shi grinned, revealing her sharp little canine teeth, her tone tinged with resentment.
“It’s because someone hasn’t been coming home these days, staying out all the time.”
“And recently, the paparazzi caught wind of it. Some say someone’s filming a movie here.”
“Having so much fun, about to become a big star.”
Xu Mo felt a headache coming on.
“What nonsense is this?”
[What big star?]
[I’m just trying to make a movie to mess with Dragon King Lin Fan.]
[Little Shi, do you have to be so harsh on your big brother?]
Xu Mo’s expression turned complicated, and he suddenly looked at Liu Yong.
Was this “big star” thing Liu Yong’s doing?
Director Liu, are you trying to frame me?
By the way, the Cadillac project can start in a couple of days.
As for the Steam project, I’m racking my brain trying to figure out the next steps.
The initial excitement is gone, and now my head is about to explode.
Let me sort it out first.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
