"Yi Feng, this is Meng Lixian," Huang Wujing introduced.
"Hello," Yi Feng greeted with a fist gesture.
"Hello," the beautiful woman in a long dress smiled, but there was a hint of meaningful color at the corner of her mouth.
"This is Yin Shengfu," Huang Wujing introduced the gray-clothed old man to Yi Feng.
"I've met Brother Yin before," Yi Feng greeted again with a fist gesture.
But Yin Shengfu ignored Yi Feng and instead sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest.
Yi Feng stood awkwardly in place, furrowing his brows.
"You..." Huang Wujing felt uneasy and angrily glared at Yin Shengfu, but the latter completely ignored him.
"Yi Feng, don't mind him, let's drink," Huang Wujing quickly reassured, fearing that Yi Feng would get angry.
Yi Feng nodded, not taking it to heart.
"Come, let's drink," Huang Wujing raised his cup and said.
"Cheers," Yi Feng and Meng Lixian raised their cups as well.
After finishing a cup, Meng Lixian gently put down her cup and looked meaningfully at Yi Feng, saying, "Yi Feng, you don't know, just now Huang Wujing was praising you to the heavens, saying this and that about you..."
"So, I suppose you must... be very talented, right?" she asked, filled with inquiry.
Huang Wujing's expression darkened instantly.
He instantly heard the hidden meaning in Meng Lixian's words and glared at her.
But Meng Lixian paid no attention and continued to gaze at Yi Feng with her piercing eyes, full of questioning.
"That was just Huang Brother exaggerating, what talents could I have? I'm just an ordinary person!" Yi Feng smiled and said.
"An ordinary person?" Meng Lixian raised an interesting corner of her mouth and asked again, "Even if you're an ordinary person, you must still have some talents, right?"
"Meng Lixian, that's enough!" Huang Wujing finally couldn't bear it and forcefully put down his cup.
"What are you in a hurry for, Huang Wujing? I'm just having a casual chat with your brother here," Meng Lixian scolded Huang Wujing back, then turned to Yi Feng with a smiling face and asked leisurely, "So, Yi Brother, do you agree with what I said?"
"You're right," Yi Feng smiled, but his expression also became meaningful.
"So, Yi Feng, what talents do you have exactly?" Meng Lixian asked.
"I do have quite a few, indeed," Yi Feng said.
"Oh?" Meng Lixian put on a look of anticipation and asked, "Since that's the case, why don't you show me your skills, Yi Brother?"
However, Yi Feng raised his head and counter-questioned, "Why should I show you my skills?"
"What does my talent have to do with you?"
"Besides, are we close?"
Three consecutive questions.
Meng Lixian was stunned on the spot.
Her face was filled with gloom, looking extremely unpleasant.
In her sharp eyes, there was a hint of hidden anger.
She realized that this young man in front of her was nothing special, lacking in ability, but had quite the temper.
She never expected someone to dare to speak to her like this.
If it weren't for Huang Wujing's sake, she might have already taken action.
"Hmph, you all can keep drinking, I'll take my leave first," Meng Lixian snorted coldly and turned to leave.
"Farewell, no need to see me off."
Huang Wujing snorted angrily, feeling extremely anxious and regretful for agreeing to Meng Lixian's visit.
But when it came to Meng Lixian leaving, Yi Feng didn't even spare her a glance.
From the moment this woman entered, he could tell there was something off about her. Out of respect for Huang Wujing, he had always remained patient.
However, Meng Lixian pushed her luck, treating him like a fool, so naturally, he wouldn't give her any face.
"Come on, bro, let's continue drinking."
Yi Feng lifted his wine cup, offering it to Huang Wujing. He initially thought of inviting Yin Shengfu, who was sitting nearby, but seeing his expressionless face, Yi Feng chose not to bother him.
"Cheers, cheers."
Relieved, Huang Wujing saw that Yi Feng didn't care about Meng Lixian at all, and he let out a sigh of relief.
In his heart, he also felt a sense of admiration for Yi Feng.
This brother of his was truly remarkable. Faced with someone as pretentious as Meng Lixian, he didn't lose his temper.
That was something he couldn't do.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile wryly.
Both pretending to be ordinary people, but the disparity between the two was evident everywhere. Yi Feng was the epitome of returning to simplicity and authenticity.
"Oh, bro, there's actually a guqin here. Can I play it?"
After having a couple more drinks with Huang Wujing, Yi Feng noticed a guqin placed on the side, and he asked excitedly.
"Oh, so you know how to play the guqin, bro?"
Huang Wujing asked in astonishment.
"Just a little."
Yi Feng smiled.
"This guqin is usually played by the young lady. If you're interested, feel free to use it," Huang Wujing said.
"Great, then I'll give it a try."
Unable to resist the urge, Yi Feng put down his wine cup and stood up.
To be honest, at this moment, he was really itching to play. Drinking wine, talking nonsense, and adding some music to the mix—it was truly a great pleasure in life!
Yi Feng sat in front of the guqin, and his slender hands gently landed on the strings...
Outside the courtyard,
Meng Lixian's anger remained unresolved.
She couldn't understand why Huang Wujing would treat her with such impatience and scold her because of someone else.
She could understand if this person truly possessed extraordinary abilities, but he was just an ordinary person...
And even when she said she was leaving, he didn't bother to come after her.
Could this ordinary person be more important to him than she was?
In that moment,
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
"Fine, Huang Wujing, I won't come looking for you anymore."
Seeing that Huang Wujing in the inner courtyard didn't care about her at all, she stamped her foot in anger and left.
Just then, the sound of the guqin drifted out from the inner courtyard...
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?"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
