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Inside the private room where Qin Ning and the others were, the door was suddenly kicked open.
Ding Hui walked in with a few people. One of them shouted, "Young Master Fan, Young Master Bai, exactly what kind of distinguished guest is this? To think they made you disregard even Young Master Liu's face. Come, let me see who it is."
The person speaking had clearly drunk quite a bit, his face flushed red.
Yu Zhigang was also a young master from the Shu Province. He usually hung out a lot with Fan Sicheng, Bai Xuelin, and the others.
However, Yu Zhigang had an overly flamboyant personality and completely lacked restraint or a low profile. Because of this, Fan Sicheng and Bai Xuelin didn't actually like associating with him. Most of the time, it was Ding Hui who brought Yu Zhigang along.
"Heh? Isn't this Zhou Ping'an? And here I was wondering who it could be. Oh? The Magic City's Young Master Wang is here too?"
His gaze swept over everyone seated, a look of disdain appearing on his face.
Obviously, whether it was Zhou Ping'an or Wang Er, compared to Liu Silin, Ding Hui, and their group, their statuses were completely unworth mentioning.
Now that Fan Sicheng and Bai Xuelin had actually pushed aside the dinner meant to welcome Liu Silin just to host these two guys, it was obvious to Ding Hui, Yu Zhigang, and the rest that they had lost their minds.
"Yu Zhigang, if you're f*cking drunk, then get the hell out of here and go to sleep! How dare you kick the door? Who gave you the guts?"
Fan Sicheng and Bai Xuelin were instantly enraged. They had always been displeased with Yu Zhigang in the past, but out of respect for Ding Hui's face, they hadn't lowered themselves to his level.
Now, Yu Zhigang actually dared to kick the door in. If he offended Qin Ning, beating him to death wouldn't be an injustice.
Thinking of this, the two became even angrier. They charged straight forward, pinned the half-drunk Yu Zhigang down, and gave him a violent beating.
"Young Master Fan, Young Master Bai, what are you doing?"
Seeing this, Ding Hui's face instantly darkened.
In the Shu Province circle, who didn't know that he and Yu Zhigang had the best relationship?
Now, Fan Sicheng and Bai Xuelin had actually made a move without a second word. Wasn't this equivalent to slapping his face?
He was immediately furious and wanted to bring his people forward to pull them apart.
But he saw Zhou Ping'an, Wang Er, and the others step up as well. Cai Cheng shouted lightly, "Let's see who dares to move!"
"Cai Cheng, what are you being arrogant for? Do you think this is the Magic City? Even if it were the Magic City, we wouldn't be afraid of you!"
Ding Hui coldly snorted. He naturally recognized top domestic young masters like Wang Er and Cai Cheng.
However, whether it was the Wang family or the Cai family, at the end of the day, they just had a bit of money. How could he place them in his eyes?
"Today, Young Master Liu is here, yet you still dare to be arrogant. If you end up offending Young Master Liu later, don't blame me for not warning you in advance!" Ding Hui tilted his head up, his gaze sweeping over Wang Er and the others.
Hearing this, Zhong Mingyuan instantly laughed. His gaze looked past Ding Hui toward Liu Silin, who had followed them here. "Oh? So it's Young Master Liu. I was wondering who it was."
"Zhong Mingyuan, are you f*cking tired of living? You dare speak to Young Master Liu like that?" a young man who had followed Liu Silin from the capital shouted at Zhong Mingyuan.
Zhong Mingyuan also mingled in the capital circle, so everyone naturally knew each other.
It was just that Zhong Mingyuan's grandfather was only a minister before he retired. Who was Liu Silin?
He was the biological grandson of Elder Liu!
"Come, come, come, Young Master Liu, step forward. Do you want us to kowtow to you?" Zhong Mingyuan ignored the person who spoke and instead waved his hand at Liu Silin.
At this moment, Liu Silin's face was already deathly pale.
When he arrived here and saw Qin Fei and Qin Ning, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
Damn it, no wonder Fan Sicheng and Bai Xuelin pushed his dinner aside. It turned out that the Qin siblings were also in Shu Province.
Moreover, he was just that unlucky. He had already provoked these two jinxes once before in the capital, and now he had actually walked right into the line of fire again.
Ever since the last incident, Liu Silin had more or less learned of Qin Ning's terrifying nature from his grandfather. He understood that this Young Master Qin was an existence he absolutely could not provoke.
Now, listening to Zhong Mingyuan's words, he could only bite the bullet and obediently walk forward.
Then, under the incredulous gazes of Ding Hui and the others, they saw Liu Silin squeeze out an incredibly ugly smile. "Young Master Qin... I didn't expect you to be here too. I didn't know just now... I didn't mean to offend..."
"Young Master Liu, what are you..."
Ding Hui and the others at the side were completely dumbfounded.
What was the situation?
Liu Silin was one of the top young masters in the capital. Among the younger generation in the country, was there actually someone who could make him afraid?
Young Master Qin?
Who was this?
They had never heard of him.
"Shut up!" Liu Silin turned his head and glared fiercely at Ding Hui and the rest.
Then, putting on a smiling face again, he spoke to Qin Ning, "Young Master Qin... there's a misunderstanding about today's matter..."
"Forget it. On account of Elder Liu's face, I can't be bothered to lower myself to your level. However, I'm leaving this matter for you to handle. Take these people out first, don't ruin Little Fei's and my friends' mood for eating." Qin Ning merely glanced at Liu Silin before waving his hand.
"Yes, yes... Young Master Qin, don't worry. I will definitely handle this matter until you are satisfied."
Liu Silin felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He knew that Qin Ning didn't plan on making things difficult for him today. However, Ding Hui and these people absolutely had to be taught a lesson.
Saying this, he waved his hand, leading Ding Hui and the others away from the room.
...
Returning to the private room where they had been earlier, Liu Silin stood there with a gloomy face, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.
Being stared at by him, Ding Hui felt somewhat guilty and couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Liu, who exactly was that Young Master Qin just now? And..."
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. The identity of Young Master Qin is not something people like you are qualified to know."
Liu Silin coldly snorted. "I told you just now to forget about it, but you insisted on going over and making such a scene. Now look what happened. You all just wait to be punished."
"Young Master Liu, it can't be that serious, right? Are you really planning to do something to us?" Ding Hui frowned.
He was a little angry. Although he couldn't compare to Liu Silin, he was still the son of the top official in Shu Province. Moreover, his relationship with Liu Silin was quite good. Now that the other party was making such a big deal out of it, he naturally felt displeased.
"It's not that I want to do something to you, but rather, I need to give Young Master Qin an explanation for this matter."
Liu Silin didn't plan on wasting words with them. He directly pulled out his phone and called his grandfather, Elder Liu.
On the other end of the phone, after learning the entire course of events, Elder Liu was also a bit angry. "What are you brats doing fooling around everywhere all day for nothing? Especially you! You f*cking provoked Qin Ning for the second time."
Elder Liu, who usually had a fairly good temper, couldn't help but curse out loud at this moment. "Look at Zhong Mingyuan, Wang Er, and the others. They all know to find ways to stay by Qin Ning's side. Then look at you, you disappointing fellow! Every day you just fool around with a bunch of friends. With all that free time, couldn't you have shamelessly sucked up to Qin Ning too?"

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?"

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?

. 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!"

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.”