After extracting information about Wang Nian's partners, the user with the ID "Z" sent a message.
Z: Master Yu, do you have any other questions?
"That's all," Lin Yu said into the phone.
Z: How should we deal with him?
Lin Yu looked at the miserable figure of Wang Nian on the screen. After a moment of thought, he said, "If it's convenient for you guys, make him go turn himself in. If it's not, just handle it however you see fit."
Z: OK.
The video call ended, but Lin Yu didn't put down his phone.
His thumb swiped across the screen a few times, and he quickly found a contact that had been buried deep in his chat list.
Long Aotian: Asleep?
Qing Mo: No.
Qing Mo's reply came as quickly as ever.
Lin Yu continued tapping on the screen.
Long Aotian: Good. Help me find some people.
Long Aotian: [File]
Lin Yu sent the scammers' information to Qing Mo, intending to request...
He paused to think, then typed out another line, forcefully demanding that Qing Mo find them.
Long Aotian: You piece of trash, I'm giving you a chance to prove yourself. Find them within three days.
His finger tapped the screen, hitting send.
The moment the message was sent, Lin Yu felt a sudden pang of regret.
Should he have done that?
He felt that given his relationship with Qing Mo, she would have done her best to help even if he had asked nicely.
Why did he have to insult her like that?
What if she didn't like it? Wouldn't his behavior just be obnoxious?
Thinking this, Lin Yu pressed his finger on the sent message, intending to recall it. He planned to use "being possessed by a ghost" as an excuse to cover up his shameful conduct.
Qing Mo: Send a voice message.
???
Raising his free hand to rub his face vigorously, Lin Yu suddenly felt relieved.
Qing Mo was still Qing Mo...
After satisfying Qing Mo's request, Lin Yu felt a bit more at ease. He lay back on the bed, preparing to exit the app and scroll through some mindless short videos to help him fall asleep.
Just as he was exiting the chat interface, Lin Yu noticed an unread red dot.
He reopened the app and saw a missed video call notification in his chat with Bamboo Meow. It was only then that he suddenly remembered he had rejected Xia Muzhu's video request while he was on the call with Z.
Lin Yu hurriedly called her back.
Xia Muzhu was evidently still awake; the ringtone only sounded twice before the video call was answered.
On the screen, everything was pitch black except for Xia Muzhu's gentle, fair face, illuminated by the light of her phone.
She was curled up under the covers, her sapphire-blue eyes slightly glowing. A tender smile played on her lips, making her look like a cute kitten...
No.
A big cat.
"I was on a video call discussing some matters with someone else. I just finished," Lin Yu explained voluntarily, without waiting for Xia Muzhu to ask.
Xia Muzhu nodded slightly. She didn't seem to mind.
However, Lin Yu keenly noticed the slight upward curve of her lips and the way her eyes narrowed just a fraction.
She was secretly happy...
The two chatted about trivial things for a while before Xia Muzhu brought up the main topic.
"How is the situation with her getting scammed?"
"Is there any progress?"
Lin Yu smacked his lips and sighed.
"A little, but not much."
"I feel like the chances of recovering the money aren't high. We'll just have to leave it to fate."
"Is that so..."
Xia Muzhu's exquisite brows drooped slightly, her expression filled with pity.
She had heard Lin Yu talk about the girl's family situation. If such a large sum of money were lost, even she would feel heartache and self-reproach for a while, let alone someone whose family was far from wealthy.
Xia Muzhu paused. After what seemed like a brief internal struggle, she spoke softly.
"Lin Yu."
"This must have been a huge blow to her. You should go help comfort her. Don't let her get stuck in a dead end."
Lin Yu took a deep breath; he was naturally aware of this.
Although Tang Manman wasn't greedy, her upbringing ensured that she placed great importance on money.
Money is a necessity for survival in modern society, and for her, it had always been a scarce commodity.
She had been like a hamster finding a fertile field, painstakingly digging here and hoarding there, finally saving up a decent amount of grain. She had even been able to support her hardworking mother and sickly sister.
But in an instant, the money was gone. Lin Yu didn't even want to imagine how devastated she must be.
That was why he was in such a rush to see her.
He was genuinely afraid that the acute stress might cause something untoward to happen to her.
Having said that, Lin Yu nodded again, took a deep breath, and whispered, "I know."
It was getting late, so after exchanging a few more words, they wished each other goodnight and ended the call.
The curtains rose and fell like waves on the ocean.
A slender beam of moonlight escaped through a gap in the drapes, slipping into the room and leaving a bright, silvery streak across the duvet.
Xia Muzhu set her phone aside. She rolled over onto her back, her gaze unfocused as she stared into the darkness of the room, lost in thought.
She knew this girl was Tang Manman, the one who had been close to Lin Yu before.
Xia Muzhu had always considered herself a generous woman, but when it came to things like this, she had her moments of pettiness.
Who wouldn't be petty about something like this?
However, Lin Yu's honesty acted as a powerful reassurance.
And she was willing to trust him.
Just as she had said before, she would never doubt him again...
*Mmh...* (Breathing felt constricted.)
She turned on her side.
*Phew~* (Much better.)
Saturday. Outside the Yuante Joy World, Lin Yu stood dressed in a versatile black outfit, scrolling through his phone while he waited.
Soon, the appointed time arrived. Lin Yu looked up just in time to see Tang Manman getting out of a taxi.
Her makeup was light but exquisite. She wore a French-style white dress with a small white bag at her waist. A slender gold necklace rested on her chest, glinting in the sunlight.
The sparkling accent highlighted her skin, making it look even fairer and more alluring.
Beneath the hem of her dress, her shapely calves were bare, leading down to high white socks and pristine white shoes.
It was the quintessential look of an internet "White Moonlight" goddess.
Looking at Tang Manman like this, Lin Yu blinked, suddenly feeling a sense of unfamiliarity.
*Are you really Tang Manman?*
This exquisite, perfectly put-together outfit, this vibe that was both innocent and sultry...
*You're Tao Yaoyao, aren't you?*
Seeing her like this, Lin Yu instantly felt that his plan to take her out and help her relax today was entirely unnecessary.
She had the presence of mind to dress herself up so beautifully?
She certainly didn't look like someone drowning in despair from a massive blow!

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

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!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

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?