Luo Che watched as Bai Yuyou turned and walked away. His fist suddenly slammed against the railing in frustration, and he scrubbed his face with a rag—only to realize his cheek now stank when he noticed the rag he’d used.
"Damn it!"
At the same time, Bai Yuyou met up with Tang Keke. The girl was carrying a bucket and had noticed from a distance that Bai Yuyou seemed to be talking with Luo Che.
"Yuyou, what happened?"
The girl shook her head lightly.
"Nothing important..."
"Oh, alright. Let’s go to the club then."
......
School infirmary.
"Well, it’s about time to head to the club, right?" Ye Shuang packed up his things and noticed An Shiyu still lounging with her legs crossed, absorbed in her game. "I told you not to join the club if you were just going to laze around like this."
An Shiyu’s eyes remained fixed on the game screen, the flickering reflections dancing in her pupils as she replied nonchalantly,
"You go ahead. I’ll get there before you."
"Oh? Do you have some secret shortcut to the clubroom?" Ye Shuang chuckled.
"Yep. A Doraemon door," An Shiyu drawled lazily. "Pretty impressive, huh? Actually, I’m from the future, equipped with all kinds of high-tech gadgets."
"Sure, sure." Seeing that An Shiyu had no intention of moving, Ye Shuang had no choice but to leave the infirmary alone—there wasn’t much he could do. He’d just have to explain the situation to Zhixia and the others later.
After all, this "fish" was harder to control than a pig during New Year’s. Getting her to participate properly in club activities was nearly impossible. The moment something more interesting crossed her mind, she’d vanish without a trace.
As he walked down the school hallway, Ye Shuang felt his phone vibrate. Glancing at the screen, he recognized the number—it was a familiar police officer.
"Hello, Officer."
"Mr. Ye, this is Officer Mei from Plum Blossom Police Station. Xu Lan and her daughter have been detained. They’re asking if you’d be willing to provide a letter of understanding… in exchange for compensation for your losses."
"Compensation is non-negotiable, but there’s no way I’m writing any letter of understanding. Please proceed according to protocol."
"Understood." The officer didn’t push further and quickly ended the call.
The rest would be handled by Chen Qin’s lawyers. They’d definitely sue the mother and daughter—Chen Qin’s company had a formidable legal team. Making sure Xu Lan and her daughter joined Xu Huan for a family reunion behind bars wouldn’t be a problem.
Wrongdoing demands consequences. The world doesn’t bend just because you’re shameless.
Sometimes, people just don’t want to get dirty dealing with trash. Trash isn’t scary—what’s scary is letting it cling to you.
As he walked, Ye Shuang suddenly remembered something and pulled out his phone to search for that influencer with a million followers. The account was currently live.
He clicked in.
"Can all the pathetic losers flooding my livestream just drop dead?" The moment he entered, he saw Tang Niu applying thick, exaggerated makeup, her features almost inhumanly disproportionate. She batted her heavily mascaraed lashes.
"Those two women weren’t even lying, okay? They just exaggerated a little to get help. Even if they were slightly in the wrong, doesn’t that man share the blame too?"
"He’s a grown man—why can’t he just yield to women?"
"Maybe take a good look at yourself first, OK?"
Tang Niu rolled her eyes dramatically at the camera.
"666666, damn, is that how it is?"
"Queen, you’re stunning today."
"I won’t say a word until the 8U army arrives."
"That punch could split mountains."
"The most earth-shattering fist in Chang’an."
"Weren’t you supposed to quit the internet? Who’s that pancake face for?"
"……%￥#%……&……"
Tang Niu soon noticed her livestream’s engagement skyrocketing—though most were just there to insult her.
Unfazed, she smirked arrogantly. "Keep watching. Quitting the internet ≠ stopping my livestreams, OK?"
The barrage of comments continued to surge—
"The matriarchal energy just keeps rising."
"What even is this creature?"
"Love you, Tang Niu (go die)."
"Great, another brainwashed fan."
Just as Tang Niu basked in her self-satisfaction, her livestream suddenly got banned. She froze, her eyebrow pencil clattering to the floor.
"Huh? Why was my stream shut down?!"
The viewers, there for the drama, immediately noticed her abrupt disappearance.
"Banned?"
"Who knows? Maybe she paused to play Happy Beans?"
"Rumor has it the victims are suing those beauty bloggers, and Tang Niu’s one of them."
"HAHAHAHA this is so satisfying."
"Liars always pay the price."
"Best episode ever."
As Tang Niu’s screen went black, the comment section exploded with even more activity. Many immediately started making memes mocking her.
Ye Shuang had caught the tail end of the livestream. Influencers like Tang Niu, who thrived on stirring up controversy, only had themselves to blame when the flames they fanned turned on them.
By then, he’d reached the Light Music Club’s activity room.
Pushing the door open—
Zhixia and the others were already there. They greeted him with smiles. "Mr. Ye!"
"Zhixia, about An Shiyu—" Ye Shuang’s words died in his throat as his gaze landed on the corner of the room. There sat An Shiyu, wearing yellow Pikachu headphones, twirling a drumstick between her fingers.
"What about An Shiyu?" Zhixia asked curiously.
An Shiyu glanced over, her eyes glinting with mischief.
"You…" Ye Shuang mentally calculated the time it had taken him to walk here. Even if he’d been slightly distracted by his phone, he hadn’t dawdled.
How the hell had An Shiyu gotten here first?
"How long has An Shiyu been here?" Ye Shuang asked Zhixia.
Zhixia blinked and checked her watch. "Hmm… she arrived just a few minutes ago. Less than ten, definitely."
Ye Shuang: "……"
"Do you really have a Doraemon door?" Ye Shuang stared at An Shiyu, half-convinced this girl might actually be from the future.
"Yep."
"Where is it?"
"Under my skirt." An Shiyu lifted the hem of her pleated skirt slightly, pulling out her phone to record. "Come on in, old man."
"Like hell I will?! Are you filming your own crime evidence?!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
