"His breathing is steady, his steps are firm. This old man from the Zhang Family has something about him."
Ma Qun analyzed the situation.
"Listening to your words is like listening to your words."
Isn't this just nonsense?
Anyone who can sit in such a position,
is no ordinary person.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Zhang Hong walks like a normal person, but upon closer inspection, there's still something off, a slight lack of coordination."
Gao Liming only glanced for a moment before looking away.
He wasn't interested in the affairs of the Zhang Family.
Besides, he only knew how to scheme, not how to heal.
Trying to get any benefits from the Zhang Family would be extremely difficult, if not impossible.
But the Dragon King was a different story.
He was very interested in pretending to help the Dragon King scheme against his own sister, becoming a complete opportunist.
Just a matter of speaking a few words.
If there's a benefit to be had, why not take it?
Lin Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the table, lost in thought.
Finally, the main guest of tonight's banquet arrived!
The guests didn't hold back their applause.
Clap, clap, clap—
Instantly, the banquet hall erupted with thunderous applause.
Zhang Hong walked to the center of the banquet, took the microphone from a staff member, and began to speak in a deep, reassuring voice.
"Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend this banquet hosted by an old man like me."
A simple and modest opening statement.
It quickly won over the crowd.
The applause rang out once more.
When the applause died down, Zhang Hong continued, "I, Old Zhang, am a soldier. I don't like beating around the bush or dealing with overly complicated matters. Tonight's banquet in Magic City is not just about making new friends and reconnecting with old ones."
"The most important reason is for my granddaughter, Zhang Naixi. Naixi has reached the age for marriage, and I hope to see my great-grandchild born and hold that little one in my arms before I pass."
"There are many talented young men in Magic City. Those of you with potential, be bold! The doors of the Zhang Family are not as hard to enter as you might think."
Zhang Hong's words instantly set the room ablaze!!!!
Although Zhang Naixi is not the only daughter in the Zhang Family,
she is the eldest granddaughter!
And her influence is not insignificant~~~~~~
She has a say in many important matters.
Of course,
it's important to note that
this isn't just because she was born earlier than her peers,
but because these privileges, these treatments, and the respect from the elders
were all earned through her own hard work.
"Damn!!!! I thought today was just a networking banquet, but the main event turned out to be a matchmaking session!!!"
"Wow!!! Shocking, the doors of the Zhang Family are open to anyone? Welcome everyone to come and attend my wedding when the time comes."
"Hahaha------- That's hilarious, Old Wei, your son really doesn't think before he speaks. Although Old Zhang said that, anyone with half a brain knows there are basic requirements to enter the Zhang Family! Not to demean ourselves, but we're only a third-rate family in Magic City, neither here nor there. Old Wei, you're only fifty, you still have time. I suggest you and your wife start over and try for a better son."
"Cough cough----- Brother, stop teasing me. I'm about to be a grandfather, what do you mean start over? After the banquet, I'm going to teach that little brat a lesson! I can't let him keep embarrassing us like this."
"Dad, do you think our second-rate family has a chance? I have an immature idea—since the first time I saw Naixi, I've been deeply in love with her. I might never marry anyone else in this lifetime!!!"
"Marry my ass! You little brat, you're all talk and no action. Just yesterday you were out fooling around! I don't believe a word you say. Although we're a second-rate family, we're at the bottom of the list, just slightly better than your so-called third-rate friends."
"Ah------ Dad, you're really setting me up!!!! Old Zhang said the doors of the Zhang Family are easy to enter, why are you stopping me from being with Naixi?"
"Damn it!!! You little brat, get over here!!!"
The father was furious, glaring at his useless son.
The rich second-generation obediently complied, clearly terrified of his father.
The father then glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention.
Only then did he turn back to his son and whisper in a low voice,
"Is that really love?"
"You—you just want her body!"
"You're despicable!!!!!"
"You little brat!!!!!"
We've seen sons ruin their fathers,
but this is the first time we've seen a father ruin his son.
Wait, no, it's not the first time.
The spoiled rich kid was on the verge of tears.
His psychological trauma just grew another layer.
His father was right.
He really was just after her body.
There was no way to argue against that!!!!
Meanwhile,
in the crowd,
Xu Mo was slightly stunned, then a mischievous smile spread across his face, "Hahaha----- Not only am I being pressured to marry, but my cousin Naixi is also in the same boat. This is hilarious."
Beside him, Tao Xiaoyi's eyes were wide open.
He swallowed hard, more than once.
Like most of the unmarried young men in the room,
Tao Xiaoyi's heart was racing with excitement.
Yes, he was moved.
Even though he wasn't the "talented young man" Old Zhang was referring to,
he was still young!!!!!
If he could marry Zhang Naixi,
he would change all his bad habits.
He would become ambitious.
He would never go out fooling around again.
Not only that, but he would work hard every day, striving for progress.
Tao Xiaoyi's little thoughts
were no match for Xu Mo's sharp eyes.
Men,
you know how it is.
Xu Mo chuckled and said, "Xiaoyi, if you want to pursue my cousin, go for it!!! I've got your back."
He meant it.
After all, Zhang Naixi was the female lead.
She was destined to be the Dragon King's woman.
That was unavoidable.
And Xu Mo had no reason to pursue Zhang Naixi.
The plot didn't require it,
and he wasn't interested anyway.
As for helping Tao Xiaoyi,
it was mainly to annoy the Dragon King.
If Tao Xiaoyi succeeded, great.
But Xu Mo thought it was unlikely.
After all, Tao Xiaoyi was just his sidekick.
A minor character in the story.
Just like him.
Both were stepping stones for the protagonist.
Both were doomed!!!!!
Damn!!!!!!!!
The speaker may not have meant it, but the listener took it to heart.
Tao Xiaoyi٩(๑>◡<๑)۶
He excitedly grabbed Xu Mo's hand.
From the bottom of his heart, he expressed his gratitude.
"Brother Xu, from now on, you're my real brother!!! If you need me to go through fire or water, just say the word!"
"Xiaoyi will never make excuses!!!"
Xu Mo was the kind of person you could really count on!!!!
Worth opening your heart to.
In fact, in their past life, even without this little episode,
Tao Xiaoyi had already sacrificed everything for his friendship with Xu Mo.
He even bankrupted the Tao Family.
And it was when Xu Mo was at his lowest.
Unlike those fake rich second-generation friends,
who would bail at the first sign of trouble.
Xu Mo was touched,
but there was something about Tao Xiaoyi...
"Xiaoyi, did you put on cologne?"
"Ah----- cough cough, just a little."
Tao Xiaoyi smiled shyly, looking embarrassed.
Xu Mo's mouth twitched.
"My cousin doesn't like effeminate men."
"Brother, I'm not effeminate!!!"
"Wearing cologne is effeminate."
"But—it's men's cologne!"
"Wearing it is wearing it, whether it's men's or women's. My cousin doesn't like it."
"Ah------ fine, I'll stop wearing it from tomorrow."
Tao Xiaoyi gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
It might feel strange at first,
but he'd get used to it eventually.
And there's more~~~~~~~

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

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?"

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...