Li Ming paid no attention to Wang Xin's peculiar gaze. He waited until the second officer and Wang Xin had placed Tan Qingqing's bedding and personal belongings into her cell before addressing the second officer.
"Second Officer, you may go rest now. I’d like to speak with them alone. I’ll call for you when I’m ready to leave."
"Yes, Warden! I’ll return to the guardroom then." The second officer saluted and walked back down the corridor.
Li Ming waited until the second officer was out of sight before stepping back into the cell.
Tan Qingqing had already collapsed onto the bed, having been dragged there by the second officer and Wang Xin.
Leaning closer, Li Ming saw that Tan Qingqing had cried herself to sleep, overwhelmed by grief from the earlier ordeal and exhausted from the day’s labor.
He shook his head, pitying her. She was at the prime of her life—she should have been outside, enjoying freedom and living fully. Instead, she lay in a gloomy prison cell, facing a staggering 25-year sentence.
No amount of money could change her circumstances. In this sunless prison, wealth was as worthless as scrap paper.
A flicker of guilt crossed Li Ming’s mind, but he quickly dismissed it. She had brought this upon herself.
Wang Xin, having finished arranging her own bedding, sidled up to Li Ming and nudged him with a finger as she gazed at the pitiable Tan Qingqing.
"What happened to her? Did our dear warden bully this pretty girl into such a state?" Wang Xin whispered with a playful grin.
"She’s struggling to accept reality. I didn’t do anything to her. Keep an eye on her these next few days, and notify the officers if anything seems off. I’m worried she might do something drastic," Li Ming replied with a wry smile.
"Aye-aye, Warden! Your orders shall be carried out!" Wang Xin blinked mischievously, her fingers trailing up to his shoulder.
Li Ming tensed, quickly glancing toward the cell door.
Tan Qingqing was fast asleep, but if the second officer suddenly returned and caught them, it would be disastrous.
"Hey, cut it out!" Li Ming hissed cautiously.
"Huh? You called me here, and it wasn’t for this? You really just wanted me to watch over her?" Wang Xin feigned surprise. Had she misunderstood him again?
"Ahem! Of course not… There are too many people in the block right now! If anything gets out, the whole prison will know by tomorrow. Do I look that reckless?" Li Ming lowered his voice, leaning closer to her ear.
"Tch! What’s there to fear? Just keep quiet… She’s dead asleep—she won’t wake up! Don’t men like you love this kind of thrill? Don’t say I never gave you a chance~"
"Hey, no—ahem!" Li Ming scrambled back, putting distance between them before he lost control and made an irreversible mistake.
Wang Xin giggled at his flustered reaction.
She hadn’t planned on doing anything serious—just teasing him. But seeing him so shy and nervous only stoked her interest further.
Instead of backing off, she pressed closer, resting against his shoulder.
The faint fragrance wafting from Wang Xin made Li Ming sigh inwardly. A mature woman truly was something else—impossible to resist!
But he hadn’t forgotten his original purpose. Finally, he pulled out a small pill from his pocket—emergency contraception—and handed it to Wang Xin under her curious gaze.
"You recognize this, right? I went out of my way to get it for you. We were too caught up last time and didn’t use protection. Take it now, and you won’t have to worry."
As he spoke, he popped the pill from its packaging and offered it to her.
But instead of taking it, Wang Xin gave him a reproachful look, then parted her lips slightly with a soft "Ah~"
Suppressing a sigh, Li Ming placed the pill directly into her mouth.
She swallowed it with a slight movement of her lips, then licked them, still staring at him expectantly.
Their eyes met, and the ever-perceptive Wang Xin broke the silence in a hushed voice.
"Now that I’ve taken the pill you went through so much trouble to get… let’s not waste it, okay~?"
Li Ming gulped before answering in a commanding whisper.
"Then… you’re not allowed to make a sound."
Wang Xin nodded with a sultry smile.
"Yes, Warden!"
……
The cell fell into silence.
Stimulated by the thrill of their surroundings, their encounter reached its conclusion swiftly. Li Ming remained wary of Tan Qingqing suddenly waking up.
Once satisfied, he calmly exited the cell.
Wang Xin felt no reluctance—only contentment. In over a decade, today had been her happiest day.
Li Ming passed the guard post, exchanging a casual nod with the officer on duty before stepping out of the block with an unreadable expression.
All his earlier worries had vanished, replaced by a deep, indulgent satisfaction.
Returning to his office, he freshened up thoroughly.
Now lying in bed, Li Ming mulled over his next steps when his phone buzzed with a message.
He picked it up casually, only to freeze at the familiar name on the screen.
Tan Chengcheng!
Opening the message, he found only a brief line:
"Warden, let’s meet. You choose the time. I’ll be waiting at Tianyi Villa. No matter how long it takes."
……
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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.”
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
