"Who the hell do you think is your elder brother?"
"Get out of here!"
Lin Yu was already in a bad mood because he had to interact with Tang Manman one more time. Naturally, he didn't give this culprit a good look and directly started swearing.
The purple-haired young hooligan girl changed her previous arrogant attitude. Her timid expression was like that of a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
The purple-haired young hooligan girl and her minions left.
Lin Yu originally planned to follow them away without saying a word. But looking at Tang Manman lying on the ground, curled up in a ball and sobbing softly, he couldn't take a step to leave for a moment.
Tang Manman looked extremely disheveled at this moment. Her blue school uniform pants were okay. Thanks to her desperate tugging, they weren't taken off, but they were covered in dust and footprints. However, her school uniform wasn't so lucky.
The school uniform that had been washed until its color faded slightly had its sleeves torn off by the hooligan girls, revealing her slender and snow-white arms.
At the back hem of the school uniform, there was a small cut made by an unknown sharp tool and then the whole piece was torn open, exposing her snow-white and thin back.
On her snow-white back with obvious butterfly bones was an old-fashioned bra strap on the verge of breaking. That bra strap, more than three fingers thick, now had less than two centimeters left uncut.
Maybe if he had come a little later, her upper body might really have been stripped naked by those hooligan girls and photos might have been taken of her.
Looking at Tang Manman in this state, Lin Yu didn't dare to just leave. In her current state, if she met any hooligans or bad guys on her way home, she would probably be like a delicious meal served on a platter.
But Lin Yu really didn't want to have too much contact with Tang Manman from the bottom of his heart, fearing that the disastrous scene at the end of the comic would happen.
After some hesitation, Lin Yu still decided to help her, but just a little, not too much.
"Wait for me here."
After leaving a cold sentence, Lin Yu turned around and left, running towards the nearby shopping mall.
After buying a cheap and oversized tracksuit in the mall, Lin Yu ran back to the little-traveled path.
Tang Manman hadn't left. She was wrapped in that tattered school uniform, curled up into a small ball, sitting on the dirty gray stone road with her knees hugged. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were moist and slightly red, and big teardrops kept rolling down from the corners of her eyes. She looked extremely pitiful.
Seemingly hearing someone coming, Tang Manman's body began to tremble slightly out of fear. Her slightly red eyes were immediately filled with fear and panic.
But when she looked up and saw the tall and thin figure at the entrance of the path that didn't show the slightest sign of weakness, the fear in her eyes gradually faded a little without her noticing.
Looking at Tang Manman like a frightened little deer, Lin Yu silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suppressing the inexplicable surging emotions in his heart, and strode towards Tang Manman.
In Tang Manman's slightly red eyes that were about to be filled with panic again, Lin Yu stopped two meters away from her.
He threw the oversized tracksuit at her with a cold face and turned around to leave without saying a word.
In the afterglow of the setting sun that was about to fade, Tang Manman watched Lin Yu's tall and thin back as he left for the second time today.
The emotions in her eyes were still complex, but different from noon, there was less fear and more relief and guilt in her beautiful peach blossom eyes this time.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Lin Yu strolled leisurely.
Just now, he originally wanted to tell Tang Manman to go home quickly and not wander around outside.
But then he thought that anyone normal would know to go home quickly after experiencing such a thing.
So there was no need to waste words, and it was also a good chance to talk less to her and avoid having too much interaction.
After this little episode, after sighing about Tang Manman's unlucky fate, Lin Yu was ready to continue tonight's task.
To find a barbershop to shave off this damned yellow hair.
After wandering around the streets for a long time, Lin Yu had to accept a fact with a gloomy face.
Damn it! Because of this delay, all the barbershops were closed.
He had to cut this yellow hair off tomorrow!
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.”
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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!
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.
