"Alice, how old are you?"
"Eleven."
"You're so adorable! Are you mixed-race?"
"Yeah..."
"Can I hug you?"
"No!"
During breakfast, Tang Keke's infatuated behavior was quite unusual—like someone who had just encountered a tiny kitten barely a month old, practically wanting to stuff Alice into her mouth.
After all, even Keke hadn’t expected that the cute dancing girl she’d recently seen on a short video app was actually someone Ye Shuang knew!
Faced with Tang Keke’s overwhelming enthusiasm, Alice’s lips twitched slightly before she scooted closer to Ye Shuang.
"Keke, you’re scaring Alice," Ye Shuang chimed in. "Finish your breakfast first."
"Okay." Tang Keke scratched her head and toned it down a little.
Bai Yuyou remained quiet, eating her meal while observing everything with small, deliberate bites.
"Ding—"
Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Ye Shuang glanced toward the entrance. "Who could that be at this hour? A delivery?"
"I’ll get it, Brother." Tang Keke stood up, having already finished eating—but as soon as the door unlocked, a shriek followed. "Ah?!"
Ye Shuang froze, turning to see a massive black beast standing before Tang Keke—no, more accurately, a towering man who stood well over seven feet tall.
Dressed in a black suit, his bulging muscles strained against the fabric, making him look like a human skyscraper.
"Who are you looking for?!" Ye Shuang quickly stepped forward, pulling Tang Keke behind him. The man’s sunglasses and imposing presence gave off the aura of a Tyrant from Resident Evil.
Had he wandered off a movie set?
The room fell silent for a moment before Alice’s voice piped up from the dining table, "Bobo, don’t scare them."
At that, the "giant" slowly removed his sunglasses and hat, revealing deep coffee-colored skin, strikingly white teeth, and a prominent scar over one eyebrow. In fluent speech, he introduced himself, "Mr. Ye, hello. I am Alice’s bodyguard, Bobo."
Alice hopped down from her chair and trotted to the door. Standing beside Bobo, she barely reached his waist.
"Bodyguard?" Ye Shuang relaxed slightly but couldn’t help tilting his head back to take in the man’s sheer size. "Isn’t this a bit… excessive?"
Those muscles—was he the Hulk? Even in a suit, the sheer intimidation factor was undeniable.
"Bobo has been my bodyguard since I was one year old," Alice explained before glaring at him. "And how did you even find me here?"
"Protecting you is my duty, Young Miss," Bobo replied.
Alice crossed her arms and huffed, "Fine, whatever."
"If you’re acquainted, come on in," Ye Shuang offered with a smile.
Bobo’s frame was so massive that he had to duck slightly to pass through the doorway.
"Um… Mr. Bobo, I don’t think I have slippers your size," Ye Shuang admitted, eyeing the man’s feet—probably size 15 or larger, a size impossible to find even online. He was about to tell him not to bother removing his shoes when Bobo reached into his inner jacket pocket and pulled out a pair of white shoe covers.
"No need to worry, Mr. Ye. I always come prepared."
With that, he slipped the covers onto his shoes.
"Don’t mind Bobo. He never forgets these details. Let’s just keep eating," Alice said, returning to the table.
Ye Shuang extended another invitation, "Would you like to join us for breakfast?"
"No need, Mr. Ye. You may ignore me entirely," Bobo replied.
"Uh…"
"Bobo’s like a block of wood. Just pretend he’s not here," Alice added.
Since Alice had said so, Ye Shuang didn’t press further.
The group resumed their meal while Bobo took a seat on the sofa. At that moment, Yi Wan trotted over, completely unfazed, and began rubbing against Bobo’s legs. "Meow."
Bobo extended a hand large enough to crush the cat in one squeeze—yet his touch was gentle as he stroked Yi Wan’s head.
It was a scene reminiscent of the Hulk tenderly caring for a flower.
"Adorable little cat. I believe you’ll enjoy this," Bobo said, pulling a cat treat from his suit pocket.
"Meow!" Yi Wan’s eyes lit up.
…
"Who carries cat treats around with them?" Tang Keke muttered from her seat, fascinated by the spectacle.
"Seems like a gentle soul," Ye Shuang remarked with a chuckle.
After breakfast, Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou left for school while Ye Shuang settled down to work on his novel—though the presence of Alice and Bobo nearby made typing feel oddly unsettling, as if he were being watched.
"Mr. Bobo, did you arrive this morning?" Ye Shuang asked, turning slightly.
"Please, just call me Bobo. I followed Young Miss Alice here yesterday afternoon," Bobo replied.
"Then just call me Ye Shuang, Bobo."
"Understood."
Alice blinked. "You followed me yesterday?! How did I not notice?"
"Mastering stealth is a fundamental skill for a bodyguard."
"Ugh, but I snuck out secretly..."
"Young Miss, your elegant wall-climbing was fully captured by the security cameras," Bobo said, pulling out his phone to show footage of Alice scaling a fence.
The video clearly displayed her tiny legs flailing mid-air under her skirt, followed by her struggling to squeeze through the bars.
Ye Shuang: "..."
"DELETE THAT!!!!" Alice shrieked.
"Done," Bobo said, promptly erasing the video without hesitation.
"Delete the one from the house cameras too!"
"Apologies, Young Miss. I don’t have the authority for that."
"Then what’s the point of deleting the one on your phone?!"
"I hoped it might ease your distress somewhat."
"It does NOT!" Alice fumed before plopping back into her seat with a pout. "So they already know I’m here?"
Ye Shuang smiled. "Why not just go back, then?"
"No way…" Alice grumbled before eyeing his laptop.
"Take me to school instead."
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.
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
