Tang Manman pointed at the bandage on Lin Yu's head and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"
"No," Lin Yu replied with his usual impatience.
"Then... is it from an old injury that hasn't healed yet?"
Remembering her mother's earlier speculation, Tang Manman felt a mix of guilt and anxiety.
"What's it to you?"
"Stay away from me!"
"If you keep sticking around, don’t blame me for what happens next!"
Lin Yu raised his hands to shoulder height, palms facing Tang Manman, his fingers curling and uncurling in a universally recognized vulgar gesture.
Tang Manman flinched at first, instinctively covering her chest with her hands. But then, recalling the humiliation she’d endured under the willow tree and in Lin Yu’s room, her expression hardened with resolve. Straightening her back like a gambler going all-in, she defiantly lifted her chin.
"Stop trying to scare me."
"You’re not that kind of person!"
Her sudden defiance caught Lin Yu off guard. His fierce expression faltered for a split second before turning even more aggressive, as if to mask some fragile emotion beneath.
"I am that kind of person!"
"If I didn’t have other things to deal with today—"
"You... you..."
"You’d be on tomorrow’s crime news!"
With a final glare, Lin Yu turned and stormed off, his hurried footsteps almost as if he were fleeing some monstrous beast.
Tang Manman watched his retreating figure, a sour ache of grievance swelling in her chest.
Why did he always treat her so harshly?
She had never done anything to provoke him.
Returning to the bus stop in a daze, Tang Manman stood silently by the sign, replaying every interaction to figure out what she might have done to deserve this.
Lost in thought, she didn’t notice Yu Kai beside her, his face darkening to an almost purple shade of fury.
"Manman, stay away from people like him. He’s clearly no good!"
After holding back for so long, he finally snapped, his voice thick with barely contained anger.
Tang Manman frowned and turned to him, her tone firm.
"Yu Kai, Lin Yu is a good person. You can’t judge someone just by their appearance."
"Don’t you remember?"
"He helped me before!"
Hearing her defend that troublemaker only fueled Yu Kai’s rage. In his anger, he began slinging baseless accusations.
"Helped you? Ha!"
"I wouldn’t be surprised if he staged the whole thing—hired people to bully you just so he could swoop in and play the hero."
"Otherwise, how could he show up twice exactly when you were in trouble?"
"Can’t you see how suspicious that is?"
Yu Kai put on a knowing look, speaking as if he’d uncovered some grand conspiracy.
Tang Manman was too stunned to even feel angry at first. The idea was absurd.
Lin Yu hiring people to bully her?
For what?
So he could beat them up and get them expelled?
Or just so he could snap at her occasionally and use her as an emotional punching bag?
There was no logic to it!
She glared at Yu Kai, baffled by how easily he could smear someone he didn’t even know.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she was about to defend Lin Yu when something in Yu Kai’s words caught her attention.
"Twice?"
"What do you mean, twice?"
"Besides that morning in the hallway when I was bullied, when else did you know about?"
"Were you just hiding in the shadows again, watching like last time?"
Her eyes reddened as she confronted him, suddenly realizing how cowardly and unfamiliar this person beside her had become.
Not only had he done nothing while his friend was bullied, but now he was slandering the one who’d actually stepped in to help.
When had he turned into someone so despicable?
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
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
