At this moment, Situ Dingyi was very calm. His falcon-like eyes swept over Jiang Chengshan from head to toe, finally resting on that middle-aged yet still handsome face.
He suddenly sneered, his voice carrying undisguised contempt. "Jiang Chengshan, you indeed have a good-looking skin. No wonder the young lady was deceived by this face of yours back then."
The moment his words fell, the temperature in the corridor seemed to drop a few degrees.
Jiang Chengshan's originally somewhat calm expression turned completely cold.
These two uninvited guests before him were obviously the ones who had injured Sister Qiong.
Secretary Zhao, who was standing to the side, kept his eyes lowered and his focus inward, quietly shifting half a step back. He was just an ordinary secretary; he knew absolutely nothing about the Hidden Sect or who deceived whom. This was a battle between gods involving his boss, and as someone who only made a few tens of thousands a month, he absolutely could not get involved.
He was just working a job; there was no need to risk his life.
"Is she doing well?"
Jiang Chengshan spoke, his voice a bit hoarser than usual, as if those few words had been forcefully squeezed out from the depths of his throat.
Everyone present knew exactly who this "she" was.
Situ Dingyi stood with his hands behind his back, too lazy to answer what he considered a meaningless question.
Instead, it was Situ Ding'er who could not hold back. He took a step forward, almost pointing his finger right at Jiang Chengshan's nose.
"What are you pretending to be so deeply affectionate for? You betrayed our Miss Yunshu's heart, and you're still acting innocent here?"
Hearing this, Jiang Chengshan's brows knotted tightly together.
He was certain that he had never done anything to wrong Situ Yunshu.
"Who told you that I betrayed Yunshu?"
His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable resolve. "I, Jiang Chengshan, from beginning to end, have never changed my heart."
"Heh."
Situ Ding'er let out a short sneer. "If you don't want others to know, don't do it. You know exactly what you've done!"
"Enough, Number Two."
Situ Dingyi raised a hand to stop his younger brother from continuing his outburst. He looked back at Jiang Chengshan, the last trace of patience in his eyes completely worn away.
"Jiang Chengshan, we do not want to waste any more breath on you. Hand over our Young Miss Yunlu, and we will immediately take her back to the Situ family to acknowledge her ancestors. From now on, her surname will be Situ."
He paused, speaking in a tone that sounded like charity:
"You can continue being a rich man. With your current physical condition, it shouldn't be too hard for you to have a few more children."
They wanted to take his daughter away? And told him to just have a few more?
Hearing this, the anger faded from Jiang Chengshan's face. His cold face showed absolutely no emotional fluctuation.
He just stared fixedly at Situ Dingyi, and then suddenly laughed.
"Take Yunlu away? Do you think this is still the old society where you can just forcefully snatch a woman? Or do you think I, Jiang Chengshan, am some caveman who doesn't understand the law? I will notify Yanhuang Awakening."
He slowly took out his phone. "If you people from the Hidden Sect dare to act recklessly, I will let you taste the iron fist of modern society!"
"Yanhuang Awakening?"
Situ Ding'er acted as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, suddenly bursting into laughter, doubling over with mirth.
"Stop joking, Jiang Chengshan! Do you think Yanhuang Awakening would ruin their relationship with our Hidden Sect over your trivial matters?"
He suddenly stopped laughing and looked coldly at Jiang Chengshan.
"Even if we kill you, we can still take the young miss away."
...
"Bang!"
The door to the lounge was violently forced open from the outside, and a hurried figure rushed in.
Jiang Chengyue's chest heaved heavily. The loose hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, clinging to her smooth brow, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with anxiety.
"Lin Mo!"
Jiang Chengyue's voice trembled slightly from her frantic running. She rushed over to him in a few large strides, lowering her voice as if afraid of disturbing something.
"Hurry! Take Yunlu and leave!"
However, the expected panic did not appear on Lin Mo's face.
He did not even twitch an eyebrow. He just calmly lifted his eyelids, glanced at her, and then his gaze fell back onto Jiang Yunlu, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed in the inner room. His eyes softened a bit.
"It's fine."
Lin Mo's voice was not loud, but it fell clearly into Jiang Chengyue's ears, carrying an incomprehensible calmness.
"Don't worry. The people from the Hidden Sect are of no threat."
Jiang Chengyue had actually guessed some of it, but seeing Lin Mo act so nonchalantly still made her heart tremble slightly.
She knew Lin Mo was very strong. The image of him taking down that group of guys barehanded on that street back then was still branded in her mind.
But those were just ordinary people!
And according to what Sister Qiong said, no one from the Hidden Sect was simple.
A sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart. She looked at Lin Mo's overly young and overly indifferent face, her breathing becoming a little unsteady.
But right now...
Jiang Chengyue still said, "Take Yunlu and go. Many things aren't as simple as you think."
"Shh."
Lin Mo suddenly raised a finger, signaling her to be quiet.
He turned his head to look outside the door, then looked back at her, a faint smile curving the corners of his mouth.
"Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about me?"
This airy rhetorical question made all the arguments Jiang Chengyue had prepared instantly get stuck in her throat.
She froze.
Misunderstanding?
"You..."
Jiang Chengyue gritted her teeth, forcing herself to calm down. "Stop joking! Now is not the time to play the hero. Take Yunlu and go, I'll hold them off!"
As she spoke, she reached out to grab Lin Mo's arm.
Lin Mo subtly avoided her hand and stood up from the sofa.
Jiang Chengyue was actually quite tall, but right now, compared to this boy who had grown to be as tall as her, she felt a head shorter.
An invisible sense of oppression made Jiang Chengyue subconsciously take a half-step back.
Lin Mo did not look at her. Instead, he walked to the window, gently pulled back a corner of the curtain, and glanced downstairs.
"Things have always been very simple."
He withdrew his gaze and turned around, his eyes carrying a playful look that Jiang Chengyue could not understand.
"It is just that for you people, they seem a bit complicated."
Jiang Chengyue took a deep breath, staring at Lin Mo.
"So in your eyes, is this just a trivial matter?"
Jiang Chengyue could not understand this boy. When they first met, she only felt that he was just an ordinary student.
But in their subsequent meetings, it always felt to Jiang Chengyue as if she were meeting the boy in front of her for the first time.
Especially today. She didn't know if little Yunlu knowing someone like Lin Mo was a good thing or a bad thing, but regardless, this was a matter for their Jiang family, and it was better not to drag Lin Mo into it.
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."
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.
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?!
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!
