Gao Liyuan blinked her eyes, hesitating to speak, her face filled with difficulty.
"Who is it, sis? Just say it already! Hurry up!"
This drove Gao Liming crazy with impatience.
Finally, the crazy woman had come to her senses.
She had found herself a cheap brother-in-law!
Gao Liming couldn’t just stand by and watch this opportunity slip away.
Gao Liyuan didn’t speak, instead letting out a soft sigh.
The tension was palpable.
Gao Liming was internally screaming, "Sis, that guy might come from a good family, but we’re not bad either! So what if his family is well-off?"
"As long as you two love each other, nothing else matters."
"Please, just tell me already."
Gao Liyuan glanced at him, her tone melancholic, "What’s the point of saying it?"
"It’s just my one-sided crush, nothing but trouble for myself."
Gao Liming’s eyelid twitched.
She didn’t want to say it.
Then why did she bring it up in the first place?
Playing with my emotions?
What kind of game is this?!
Gao Liming knew all too well that this was his older sister setting him up.
But it also indirectly proved one thing.
This future brother-in-law of his...
was no ordinary person.
So what?
Gao Liming had plenty of experimental drugs in his lab.
He could set a trap for that guy!
Turn raw rice into cooked rice.
Once it’s done, he’d hold onto that fact and never let go!
Either they get married.
Or he gets castrated.
Gao Liming had a hundred ways to deal with these weak, spoiled rich kids.
What’s so great about having money?
Does having money mean you can do whatever you want?
I’ll make you socially ruined on the spot, believe it or not!
Gao Liming put on a stern face, "Sis, why are you so nervous? Do you really like my future brother-in-law?"
"Sis... brother-in-law? Isn’t it too early for that?"
Gao Liyuan fidgeted, acting like a lovesick little girl.
Great.
She’s hopeless.
Gao Liming forced a smile onto his face.
"It’s not too early, not too early. If my sis has her eyes on him, he’s a lucky man."
Lucky indeed.
Gao Liyuan smiled, pleased with his words.
"So, you’re really willing to help me kidnap him?"
Gao Liming felt like he was about to be scammed and decided to play it safe.
"First, tell me who my brother-in-law is."
"Hahaha-------- Where’s all your bravado from before?"
"Uh----- Uh--- Fine, just say it."
"Hehe, good boy! You’re my little brother after all. Don’t worry, sis won’t treat you badly. I’ll help you find a little wife in the future. Your brother-in-law’s family might be rich, but he’s a kind person. You’ll like him when you meet him."
Gao Liyuan continued to shower him with compliments.
Gao Liming was growing impatient.
"Alright, alright, sis, just tell me who it is already! I’ll help you, I promise. Please."
A woman in love has the IQ of a fool.
The ancients weren’t lying.
Right now, his sister’s IQ had plummeted to negative levels.
Gao Liming was also curious.
What kind of man could make his usually arrogant sister so smitten?
Who could it be?
Gao Liyuan grinned, a look of triumph on her face.
She gave a thumbs-up and cheerfully said,
"Xu Mo from the Xu Family in Magic City."
"Pfft, I thought it was someone special! So it’s just Xu Mo!"
Gao Liming smirked, his face full of disdain.
But then he realized something was wrong.
His face twitched.
"Oh crap... Holy mother of------"
He was completely shattered!!!!
Gao Liyuan didn’t understand why her little brother was reacting so strongly.
But it didn’t matter.
She couldn’t give this little brat a chance to back out!
"You just agreed to help me kidnap him. Want to take it back? I’ve got it on recording!"
Gao Liming was utterly shocked.
Wow!
Other people’s sisters are brother-obsessed.
But you’re a brother-scammer!
Sis!!!
Are you really trying to kill me?!
Gao Liming cried, he really cried.
The unfixable mess.
In his case, it was his unfixable sister.
Chasing a husband might be fun, but chasing one leads to disaster!
I don’t mind having Xu Mo as my brother-in-law.
But don’t go provoking the Angel of Death!!!!
Later, I’ll write more. I’ve got things to do in the afternoon.
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.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
