"These things might be hard for ordinary people like you to accept, or even seem ridiculous, but everything I'm saying is true," Ye Wan said earnestly to Su Yang.
Su Yang kept a straight face, though inwardly he couldn’t help but chuckle. Ordinary people? Sure, sure. But your talent is really lacking—practicing martial arts since childhood and only reaching a combat power of 71 by now.
"Alright, I’ve said all I needed to. Do you have any other questions?"
Su Yang shook his head. "Nothing else. Let’s head back."
"Okay~"
As the two turned to walk back toward the rooftop garden, Ye Wan suddenly thought of something and asked, "Weren’t you surprised by what I just told you?"
"I was surprised," Su Yang replied with a faint smile.
"That’s your reaction to being surprised?"
"I’ve never believed that ancient martial arts disappeared, so hearing this actually excited me more than anything."
Ye Wan frowned slightly as she looked at him. "Excited? You have no idea how painful training is. I’d advise you to just live an ordinary life—it’s better if you never step into the world of martial arts."
"Why?"
"It’s hard to explain, but just remember what I’m saying. Even with my current strength, I’m still just a small fry. But if I were to fight the strongest combat expert in the world, no matter their weight class, I could crush them instantly."
Su Yang smiled subtly. "That strong, huh?"
"Only compared to ordinary people. Against a real ancient martial arts master, I’d be nothing."
Su Yang thought for a moment before asking, "Do martial artists like you have a ranking system?"
"Of course, but there’s no need for you to know."
Su Yang scratched his head, feigning curiosity. "Come on, tell me. I’m really curious."
Ye Wan hesitated but figured she’d already said enough—a little more wouldn’t hurt.
She sighed. "Fine. It’s just a tier system, from lowest to highest: Fourth to Ninth Rank."
Su Yang interrupted, "Fourth to Ninth? What about First to Third?"
"There is no First to Third. The lowest is Fourth Rank."
"Alright. So, what rank are you?"
"Fifth Rank."
"Fifth Rank?" Su Yang repeated, thinking to himself, Then at most, I’d be Sixth Rank? I wonder how these ranks translate to combat power. I’ll have to ask the system later.
"Yeah," Ye Wan nodded.
"Even at Fifth Rank, I can instantly defeat the world’s top fighters. Can you imagine how absurd those at higher ranks must be?"
Su Yang nodded. "Got it. Thanks for the lesson."
"No problem."
As they spoke, the two entered the garden’s lounge area.
By now, Zhang Ziming, Shen Yixue, Han Xiaoyu, and Xia Keke had already arrived.
Zhang Ziming was dressed unusually formal—the only one in a full suit, complete with a burgundy checkered pocket square tucked into his left breast pocket.
His hair was slicked back, a black bow tie at his collar, and shiny black dress shoes completed the look.
He was practically begging for attention. Shen Yixue had long since retreated to sit with the other girls, refusing to be seen with him.
Shen Yixue, on the other hand, looked stunning in an elegant long dress, her hair cascading over her shoulders, adorned with delicate jewelry at her neck and wrists.
Han Xiaoyu and Xia Keke were no less eye-catching. Though they’d later change into cosplay outfits, their current attire didn’t diminish their charm.
Especially Han Xiaoyu—known for her ample curves—who wore a low-cut black evening gown that drew every man’s gaze for a second look.
Just then, Meng Wenzhou looked up and waved at Su Yang and Ye Wan as they approached. "What took you so long?"
"Had some business to take care of," Su Yang joked.
"Alright, hurry up. The sound system’s ready—give us a song!"
Su Yang rolled his eyes. "So now I’m the entertainment?"
"Hey, you’re the one with the golden voice. Right, everyone?" Meng Wenzhou turned to the others for backup.
Liu Bo and Zhang Ziming clapped enthusiastically. "Exactly! You’re our singing legend!"
"Flattery won’t work. Why not let Tang Ziyun sing? She’s right here."
Hearing her name, Tang Ziyun quickly waved her hands. "Oh no, with you around, I don’t even dare call myself a professional singer."
Su Yang chuckled. "What’s the big deal? You’ve got a great voice. It’s just for fun—who sings doesn’t matter."
"But Qianyu wants to hear you sing, right?" Tang Ziyun turned to Meng Qianyu beside her.
Meng Qianyu smiled sweetly. "That’s right. My brother’s always raving about how amazing your singing is. Would you honor us with a song?"
Su Yang considered it—this was a good chance to boost Meng Qianyu’s favorability. He grinned playfully. "Sure, but it’ll cost you."
"I’ll pay 1,000!" Zhang Ziming shouted, raising his hand.
Not to be outdone, Ji Bo joined in. "Then I’ll pay 2,000!"
Su Yang shot them an exasperated look. "Knock it off."
"Fine, I’ll sing. What do you all want to hear?"
He walked over to the sound system and picked up the microphone, testing it with a few taps.
"Can you sing 'Rosin Gate'?" Shen Yixue spoke up from where she sat among the girls.
Su Yang blinked in surprise. "That’s a rap duet, isn’t it? I’ve listened to it a lot, but it’s meant for a male-female pair."
"Then sing it with Tang Ziyun!"
Su Yang glanced at Tang Ziyun, who was still nibbling on cake. "I’m game. You know the song, Ziyun?"
Tang Ziyun nodded. "I’ve heard it, but I’m not super familiar."
"No worries, you’ll get into it. Come on."
"Alright then." She set down her cake and stood up.
The group erupted in cheers. "Woo~ Let’s give it up for them!"
Clap clap clap—everyone applauded enthusiastically.
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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