"……" Staring at the distant pink unidentified creature, An Shiyu felt instantly pinned under the gaze of the entire crowd. She clenched her fists, veins bulging on her forehead.
"Damn it, this stupid old man… Can’t he embarrass himself alone?"
……
"Uh, she looks really pissed. No wonder your granddaughter hates you," Ye Shuang muttered from the stands, then turned to the pink-clad old man.
"You’re making An Shiyu dislike you even more."
"NONONONO, kid, you just don’t get it." Anshi Yilang waved his folding fan before snapping it open with a flourish, revealing a cartoonish heart-adorned portrait of An Shiyu.
"Can’t you see how my granddaughter’s trembling with joy from my support?"
Ye Shuang: "……"
Your eyesight’s gone.
"Are you sure that’s not a ‘I’m gonna murder you’ expression?" Ye Shuang said dryly.
"Hmph, nonsense!" Anshi Yilang huffed. "No way, no way! I won’t listen to your poisonous words!"
Ye Shuang sighed.
This old man was completely unreachable.
But Ye Shuang was used to it by now and turned his attention back to An Shiyu—standing there expressionless, yet radiating the energy of a ticking time bomb, ready to explode any second.
A voice piped up from the competitor next to An Shiyu, "Pfft—no wonder you looked familiar! So you’re Director Anshi’s granddaughter?"
An Shiyu stayed silent.
"Must be so embarrassing having a grandpa like that, huh? Like, yikes, cringe," the girl continued, acting chummy.
"Oops, sorry, I’m just blunt like that. Don’t mind me~"
An Shiyu glanced at her and said flatly,
"I know you’re straight from the gut, but you don’t have to open your mouth and let it all out."
"……" The girl froze. Did An Shiyu just insult her?
She pressed on, "Aww, must be nice having connections. No wonder you won first prize at the festival. I’m from the track team—wanna let you win a bit later, out of respect for the director?"
An Shiyu sized her up, then suddenly smirked. "You can’t even outrun me. What’s there to let?"
"Oho, getting feisty? Careful, or you’ll eat those words~~~" The girl sneered, already planning to leave An Shiyu in the dust.
Not even wearing proper sportswear. Who was she trying to fool?
"On your marks—" The referee raised the starting pistol.
"BANG!"
The track girl shot forward, instantly taking the lead.
"Ha, enjoy the dust." She glanced back—only to see An Shiyu still standing there, hands in pockets.
Huh?
Giving up already?
What a poser. Probably too scared to finish and embarrass herself.
She turned back, but after a few seconds, she sensed someone on her left.
Wait…
Who—?
Her head whipped around just in time to see An Shiyu keeping pace effortlessly.
"Wh-what?!" Staggered, the girl tripped and face-planted onto the track.
"Oh no! Contestant from Class 3 has fallen!" the announcer cried.
An Shiyu stopped running.
"H-how did you…?" The girl winced in pain, reaching out, expecting help.
But An Shiyu just kept her hands in her pockets and coolly looked down. "Weak."
Girl: "?"
"That old man might be an idiot, but he’s not someone you get to trash-talk, moron." With that, An Shiyu sprinted off.
"Y-you—!"
In the end, An Shiyu took first place, sending Anshi Yilang into a frenzy over the PA system:
"XIAO YU, YOU’RE THE BEST!!!!! BZZZT—"
The mic screeched in protest.
"No wonder An Shiyu hates the sports festival. This grandpa’s definitely a big part of it," Ye Shuang muttered.
Soon after, An Shiyu stormed back, bypassed the podium, vaulted onto the stands, and dragged Anshi Yilang away by the collar.
"Where are you two going?" Ye Shuang asked.
"!" An Shiyu shot him a death glare.
"Never mind." Ye Shuang coughed and wisely chose to look away.
Not his circus, not his monkeys.
"My precious Xiao Yu~ Your dear grandpa can’t breatheee," Anshi Yilang wheezed, arm locked in An Shiyu’s grip—yet somehow still looking blissful.
"Then I’ll bury you right here!"
"yOyOyOyOyOyOyO Such a tsundere, my kind-hearted girl…"
Their bickering faded into the distance.
But Ye Shuang wasn’t too worried. After all, An Shiyu had once mentioned—everything she knew, she’d learned from Anshi Yilang. Meaning the old man was no pushover.
He’d probably survive.
Probably.
……
Meanwhile, Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke returned, a silver medal in hand.
"Silver medal. For you, Ye Shuang." Bai Yuyou held it out, eyes sparkling for praise.
Ye Shuang ruffled her hair.
"We could’ve gotten gold," Tang Keke sighed, staring at the medal.
"It’s fine. There are other events, right?" Ye Shuang patted her head reassuringly.
"Next up—three-legged race! Let’s go!" Tang Keke pumped her fist, reinvigorated. "Rawr!"
The display drew stares from nearby boys, as both Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke were impossible to ignore.
Whispers spread about who Ye Shuang was, cozy with two cute girls at once.
Not that anyone dared ask Bai Yuyou directly.
Otherwise…
Bai Yuyou: [Insert brutally honest answer here].
"Yuyou’s got high jump next. Wanna watch, bro? You can’t see from here," Tang Keke said.
"Sure, let’s go."
Ye Shuang smiled.
The high jump area was quieter, tucked in a corner of the field—far less crowded than the sprint tracks.
"Ever practiced high jump before?" Ye Shuang asked Bai Yuyou.
"No."
"Without even basic form, you might get eliminated fast," he warned.
"It’s okay if I can’t jump," Bai Yuyou nodded. "Keke said if I pretend to sprain my ankle after, then Ye Shuang will—"
Smoosh. Tang Keke lunged to clamp a hand over her mouth, grinning nervously.
"I-I meant, be careful not to sprain your ankle!"
Ye Shuang: "……"
What the hell are you teaching her, Keke?
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."
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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!
