"Why are you tying up my son? Let him go!" the middle-aged woman shouted, pushing toward Ye Shuang, who stood nearby.
But Ye Shuang remained motionless, his towering height making him seem like an unshakable fortress as he glanced down at her indifferently. "Keep talking, and I’ll tie you up too."
"What right do you have to arrest my son?" The woman crossed her arms defiantly, ready to start a shouting match.
"What right?" Ye Shuang kicked the tool bag beside him. "He was trying to break into my home. You think I don’t have the right to stop a criminal?"
"That’s not my son’s!"
At this, the bound young man saw his chance and cried out, "It’s not mine! I was just passing by, and he beat me up for no reason before tying me up!"
Bai Yuyou stood behind Ye Shuang, her expression blank and uncertain, as if unsure what to do.
"Did you hear that, neighbors? This man is framing my son! My son gets good grades at school and is well-behaved—how could he possibly do something like this?"
"He’s just trying to pin this on my son to extort money! Open your eyes, everyone!"
The onlooking neighbors exchanged glances, unsure who to believe. After all, by the time they had come out, Ye Shuang already had the young man pinned to the ground.
One neighbor who lived on the same floor as the woman spoke up, "That boy really is obedient and filial. I don’t think he’d do something like this—maybe it’s a misunderstanding?"
Another woman, seeing the boy—who was about the same age as her younger brother—bound like this, added sympathetically, "He’s still so young and in school. He can’t be a bad person, right? Maybe just let it go since nothing actually happened."
Amid the murmurs of the crowd, Ye Shuang leisurely lit a cigarette before turning to the woman who had just spoken. "If you’re so compassionate, why don’t you let this guy tie you up with these tools and take some pictures for us to enjoy?"
"Wait, never mind—with a figure like yours, there’s probably nothing worth seeing. Maybe you’re the one hoping for a home visit?"
"How dare you speak like that?" The woman’s face darkened in anger.
"Oh? You’re fine with attempted home invasion and assault, so I figured you must love having your door pried open." Ye Shuang smirked.
At this, the middle-aged woman couldn’t take it anymore and swung a slap at him.
"You bastard, let my son go!"
Ye Shuang didn’t dodge, letting the slap land squarely on his face.
"Mutual assault, then." Ignoring the stinging pain, he flicked his cigarette onto the bound young man, who yelped as the ember burned him.
In the next instant, Ye Shuang swung his arm with full force—slapping the woman back so hard she shrieked and crumpled to the ground, wailing. After kicking her once for good measure, he turned to the neighbor who had spoken earlier.
"Anything else to add?"
Perhaps shocked by his ruthlessness, the woman paled and quickly retreated into her apartment.
The other neighbors watched in silence, realizing this household wasn’t to be trifled with. Those who had been about to criticize Ye Shuang for hitting a woman promptly shut their mouths.
A few minutes later, the police arrived—a stern-faced man and woman.
"Officers, this man assaulted me and my son! You have to bring him to justice!" the woman wailed. "He’s also falsely accusing my son of burglary to extort money!"
Ignoring her outburst, the officers turned to Ye Shuang.
"You’re the one who called, right? What happened?"
Ye Shuang recounted the events, especially emphasizing the moment the young man had been caught prying open his door. The mother and son immediately protested, shouting about false accusations.
A few neighbors who knew them well chimed in:
"Officers, you should investigate carefully. We’ve watched this boy grow up—he’d never do something like this."
"Exactly! This man is clearly framing him. That boy is so well-behaved—how could he be a criminal?"
"Right, he’s just a kid, and he’s about to take exams. Why would he do this?"
"Besides, this guy hit the mother so brutally—he’s clearly the bad one here."
Bai Yuyou, standing beside Ye Shuang, shrank under the crowd’s scrutiny, trembling slightly.
Ye Shuang shielded her with his body, unfazed by the accusations. He looked at the officers and said, "I have proof."
With that, he played the video he had recorded on his phone—clear footage of the young man tampering with his lock, dropping his tools when caught, and trying to flee.
Though the phone was cheap, the video was unmistakable.
This wasn’t a case of an innocent passerby being framed.
The moment the video played, the loudmouthed woman fell silent, her already swollen face flushing even redder. The neighbors who had vouched for the boy looked as if they’d swallowed flies, their faces burning with humiliation.
Especially after their earlier confident declarations.
Talk about playing the fool in front of everyone.
"That—that video is fake!" the woman blurted out, sensing the shift in the room.
"Fake? Let’s find out at the station." Ye Shuang raised a brow before nodding at the officers. "Go ahead, arrest him."
Without another word, the officers untied the young man’s makeshift restraints—data cables—and hauled him away.
"You and his family will need to come to the station for statements."
"Got it." Ye Shuang nodded.
Once everything was settled, he turned to Bai Yuyou, only to find her staring at him intently.
Thinking she was still shaken, he reassured her, "Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon. Go rest at home."
But Bai Yuyou continued gazing at him. Then, slowly, she reached up and lightly touched the spot where he’d been slapped, her eyes shimmering with concern.
"Does it hurt?"
It seemed she cared more about his injury than her own distress.
Her cool fingertips brushed his cheek, soothing the sting. Ye Shuang chuckled and shrugged.
"I’m fine. That woman, though? She won’t be able to hide that swelling for half a month."
"Wait for me at home, okay?"
"I’ll wait for you." Bai Yuyou nodded obediently.
Ye Shuang patted her head gently before closing the door behind him.
After hours at the police station and a thorough "memory-refreshing" interrogation, the young man finally confessed.
He had been drawn to Bai Yuyou’s beauty and, hearing she lived alone, had gotten the wrong idea.
Worse, he’d heard rumors that Bai Yuyou was "slow"—so he thought he could get away with it.
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.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
