"Let's not say anything more between us," Yi Feng said. He didn't want to say another word to her and walked right past her.
"Stop right there," Peng Ying said coldly. "After humiliating me like that, you think you can just leave so easily?"
"What do you want?" Yi Feng frowned.
"I don't want anything," Peng Ying said with icy sarcasm. "I just want to tell you that you'll always be trash at the bottom rung while I'm a disciple of Qingshan Gate and a cultivator. You'll never be good enough for me."
The conversation between Yi Feng and Peng Ying immediately drew quite a bit of attention from onlookers.
Everyone loves gossip after all.
"A worm like you only deserves to tend to your rundown martial arts school, living at the bottom your whole life. You probably won't even have a woman look your way."
Peng Ying lashed out with stinging insults.
This was her retaliation for the humiliation she had suffered at the Baofeng Company.
Slap!
But before she could finish, a slap landed on her cheek.
The one who hit her was Mao Yun'er.
Hearing Peng Ying insult the man she admired was too much for Mao Yun'er to bear, so she stood up.
"You're a frog in a well to question the literary talent of this gentleman. So what if you're a cultivator?" Mao Yun'er held nothing back in her retaliation.
"Who are you?" Peng Ying asked furiously, clutching her stinging cheek as she glared at Mao Yun'er with hatred.
"Mao Yun'er of the Pingjiang Company," she stated plainly.
"What?!"
"It's Mao Yun'er?!"
"I've heard she's not only talented in literature but the gem of the Pingjiang Company!"
"She's as graceful as the rumors say! But why is she standing up for this poor young man?"
The surrounding male admirers immediately voiced their surprise, turning their gazes onto Mao Yun'er.
Clearly, Mao Yun'er's reputation as the gem of the Pingjiang Company preceded her.
"Mao Yun'er of the Pingjiang Company?"
Peng Ying sounded sinister as she held her stinging cheek.
She couldn't understand why Mao Yun'er was standing up for Yi Feng, standing up for this man who had been abandoned right in front of her.
So she demanded indignantly, "So what if you're from the Pingjiang Company? This is between him and me. What business is it of yours? What's your relationship with him?"
"I have no relationship with him. I'm just a fan of the gentleman's Supreme Treasure," Mao Yun'er shot back undauntedly. At the same time, she turned back to Yi Feng and said, "Sir, I'm here. No one will dare say a bad word about you with me around."
"Thank you," Yi Feng nodded at her, his expression somewhat complicated.
He didn't like being a spectacle like this. If he had known, he wouldn't have come.
"A fan?"
Mao Yun'er's words stirred up Peng Ying's unpleasant memories.
A fan again.
Hadn't Luo Lansnow expelled him from the sect because of Supreme Treasure?
Luo Lansnow was one thing, but even Mao Yun'er was like this. A book written by a bottom rung worm attracted people so much?
It was just a book. How could it have such great influence?
Peng Ying didn't understand.
No matter how good the writing, it was still just by a mundane. There was a huge gap compared to cultivators.
"I don't care who you are. This is between him and me. I'm warning you, get out of the way right now!" Overcome by absolute hatred, Peng Ying issued a chilling threat to Mao Yun'er.
At the same time, she drew her longsword, unleashing the aura of a nine tier martial warrior.
So what if she was from the Pingjiang Company? Although she had been expelled from Qingshan Gate, she could soon return because of Wu Jie. With Qingshan Gate backing her, a mundane company was mere ants.
Therefore, she did not fear the Pingjiang Company at all.
Hence, she relentlessly unleashed her cultivator aura to pressure Mao Yun'er.
In that instant, Mao Yun'er's face went pale.
Although she was the gem of the Pingjiang Company, she was still just a mundane. She couldn't withstand the slightest pressure from a cultivator.
The other onlooking male admirers also recoiled from the overbearing aura.
After all, they were just ordinary people.
Slap!
But just then, another slap landed on Peng Ying's cheek. Then, an extremely sexy woman appeared before Peng Ying.
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?!
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."
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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.
