Hearing Wang Er's words, Wu Lei was so angry that he laughed. He looked at the other party with disdain, "Do you even know what you're saying?"
Wang Er couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on him. He took out his phone and called Wang Lin directly, "Dad, the Wu family from the East Province doesn't know what's good for them. They actually dare to fight with Xiao Fei over someone. Yes, it's Sister Yang Xin... Young Master Qin is here too... Yes, we're eating right now."
After exchanging a few more words, Wang Er hung up. Ignoring Wu Lei, he looked at Qin Ning. "Young Master Qin, this kind of small fry is so unappreciative. Just making him go bankrupt will do, let's see if he still dares to ruin your mood for a meal."
Actually, in Wang Er's eyes, the main issue wasn't about ruining the mood for a meal, but rather that Wu Lei was recklessly targeting Yang Xin.
This was Young Master Qin's woman! This guy Wu Lei was definitely tired of living!
"Young Master Qin?"
Wu Lei curiously shifted his gaze to Qin Ning, only then realizing that this young man was sitting in the seat of honor in the private room.
From the looks of it, Wang Er and the others were all following this young man's lead.
"What Young Master Qin, never heard of him. However, our Wu family isn't something just anyone can mess with," Wu Lei said disdainfully.
Qin Ning merely glanced at him, too lazy to pay him any attention. He looked at Wang Er and the others and gave them a look.
The group understood implicitly. They stood up directly and surrounded Wu Lei.
Wu Lei was immediately startled. "What do you want to do? Are you trying to get physical? Let me tell you, if I lose a single hair today... Hey, hey... don't pull my hair... F*ck..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Ping'an and the others grabbed his hair and dragged him out of the private room.
Then, a series of miserable screams from Wu Lei echoed in the corridor. "Ouch, ouch... You actually dare to lay hands on me... Don't hit the face... Damn it, just you wait..."
"Bah!"
"What kind of thing are you, daring to provoke Young Master Qin here? Just beating you up is already showing mercy. Get lost!"
Wang Er and the others cursed and yelled a few more times before returning to the private room.
Soon, after all the dishes were served, everyone started eating, their moods completely unaffected by what had just happened.
Meanwhile, at the hotel entrance, Wu Lei had escaped there. By now, he had been beaten into the shape of a pig's head, even missing two teeth.
He hurriedly took out his phone and made a call.
East Province, inside an office. When Wu Xinghai learned of his son Wu Lei's ordeal over the phone, he instantly flew into a raging fury.
This was his only son, pampered and spoiled since childhood. He himself had never even borne to lay a finger on him. But now, he had actually been beaten into a pig's head over in Liu City?
"Don't worry, there's absolutely no way this matter ends here. I'll make a call and have someone handle it right now. To be safe, take a flight back first, don't stay in Liu City." After a flurry of instructions, Wu Xinghai quickly hung up.
Then, he dug out a number from his contacts and immediately dialed it.
"Hello, old classmate..."
The top official of the East Province, Li Yan, was Wu Xinghai's former classmate. One was the richest man in the East Province, and the other was its top official. Being old classmates on top of that, they had frequent interactions in their daily lives.
After listening to Wu Xinghai's account over the phone, Li Yan immediately frowned. "Daring to beat someone up in broad daylight. Old Wu, don't worry, I will stand up for you in this matter."
After exchanging a few more words, Li Yan hung up and had his secretary find the number of Zhou De, the top official of Liu City, and then called him.
"Hello, who is this?"
In an office hall in Liu City, Zhou De's private phone rang. The caller ID showed an unknown number, and he answered it out of curiosity.
Upon learning that the other party was Li Yan, the top official of the East Province, Zhou De was quite polite and quickly greeted him. "Secretary Li, what can I do for you?"
"Little Zhou, the local customs in your Liu City seem to be a bit too fierce. In broad daylight..."
Following that, Li Yan briefly recounted the course of events.
At first, Zhou De felt a bit baffled, but after hearing the other party's description, he seemed to guess what was going on.
If he wasn't mistaken, the person that guy named Wu Lei had provoked was undoubtedly Qin Ning!
"Little Zhou, although I don't know who this Young Master Qin is, he should be a junior from some Qin family in your Liu City. Now that Wu Lei has been beaten by his people, I'm afraid you'll have to step forward and resolve this. Give this Qin family a warning, and it would be best if you make them come to the East Province personally to apologize in front of Wu Lei."
"I'm sorry, Secretary Li."
Zhou De shook his head instead. "I don't have that kind of capability, and I'll give you a piece of advice..."
"Oh?"
On this end of the phone, hearing Zhou De's words, Li Yan narrowed his eyes.
What did he mean by giving him a piece of advice?
As a provincial top official, even though Zhou De was in the West Province and he governed the East Province, such words were not something Zhou De had the right to say to him.
Giving a light, cold snort, Li Yan said, "Speak."
"It's best if you don't get involved in this matter, lest you end up going to jail yourself. This is a well-intentioned reminder, with no other meaning. Of course, whether you can listen to it or not depends on what you think, Secretary Li."
After saying that, Zhou De directly hung up the phone.
Li Yan's face turned red with anger, but he quickly took a deep breath and snorted coldly. "I don't believe I can't deal with you!"
Saying that, he searched through his contacts, quickly found another number, and immediately dialed it.
"Old Li, why the sudden call? Is something the matter?"
The person answering the phone on this end was astonishingly Guo Zhengwen, the top official of the West Province.
Both being provincial officials, they naturally had their fair share of interactions and both had each other's private numbers saved, although they rarely contacted each other normally.
"Old Guo..."
Following that, Li Yan recounted the entire incident from beginning to end to Guo Zhengwen.
He thought Guo Zhengwen would angrily reprimand Zhou De and then help him deal with this so-called Qin family.
But unexpectedly, Guo Zhengwen responded directly over the phone, "Old Li, you should thank Old Zhou for his reminder just now. He gave you that advice purely out of good intentions. Don't be like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, not knowing good from bad..."
"Oh?"
Hearing even Guo Zhengwen say this, at this moment, no matter how foolish Li Yan was, he could realize that something was amiss in this situation. "This Qin family... what exactly is going on?"
"It's not that I won't tell you, but that I can't say. I can't explain the specifics to you either. The only thing I can tell you is, absolutely do not get involved in this matter... Hmm... Let me put it this way. Let alone that Wu Lei, even I wouldn't dare to show the slightest disrespect when meeting Young Master Qin. That is someone who can converse as an equal with Elder Zeng and Elder Liu!"
Guo Zhengwen spoke seriously, "Do you understand the meaning of my words?"

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.

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?!

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.”