“Oh, I forgot to tell you. Since Mucheng was kidnapped, I hired a very agile private tutor for her. I originally thought of him as a tutor who could also act as her bodyguard, but I didn’t expect this young man to really have some skills. You know Mucheng hates it when I hire tutors for her, right?”
“I know, didn’t this situation give you a headache?”
“Exactly, but since this young man came, Mucheng seems to have changed. Her usually spoiled temper has improved a lot.”
“Really? Is this young man really that amazing?”
“I don’t know, maybe they just have things to talk about since they’re around the same age. Anyway, he’s quite good, and I like him.”
“Aren’t you afraid your precious daughter might be charmed by him? You know, I only hire female tutors for Yuxin because I’m afraid of people with ulterior motives.”
“I’m not worried, because he doesn’t have any extra thoughts. Initially, I was quite suspicious, but after Ah Fu monitored him, I completely relaxed. The guy is so dedicated to his work that he practically clocks out and goes home every day.”
Li Jing laughed at this point. It was rare to see such a steady and mature personality in a young man just over 20 years old. This unique mindset was quite different from ordinary people.
“Is this young man really as amazing as you say?”
“Don’t believe me if you don’t want to. Just remember, you’re not allowed to poach him! I have high hopes for this young man.”
“Look at you, do I seem like that kind of person? Besides, I would never let a man be Yuxin’s tutor.”
“Alright, I won’t waste time talking to you. The overseas group is coming to discuss the contract today, and I need to prepare.”
“Go ahead, be careful.”
Su Wanli watched his friend leave and glanced at the time on his watch, realizing it was almost time to leave the gathering. After all, people of their status only attended such events to support the higher-ups.
“Alright, it’s time to take my dear daughter home... Hmm?”
Just as Su Wanli was about to head to the pastry area to find his daughter, he suddenly saw Su Yuxin standing in front of him. The serious expression on her face hinted at something unusual.
“Yuxin? When did you get here? Didn’t you go to eat some cakes?”
“No.”
Su Yuxin gently shook her head and looked at Su Wanli with a serious expression.
“Father, is what Uncle Li said true? When did Mucheng hire a private tutor? And who is that young man you mentioned? And...”
“Yuxin, wait!”
Su Wanli was almost overwhelmed by Yuxin’s barrage of questions and quickly interrupted.
“Can you ask one question at a time, please?”
“Okay! First, is what Uncle Li and Father said true?”
“You mean Uncle Li hiring a tutor for Mucheng?”
“Yes!”
Su Yuxin nodded with a determined look, confirming her question. Earlier, she had come over politely to greet them, but as she approached the crowd, she overheard Su Wanli and Li Jing talking about Li Mucheng. At that moment, Su Yuxin began to eavesdrop quietly.
“Well... I only heard a rough idea, so let me explain it to you. Uncle Li hired a bodyguard and tutor for Mucheng, and the results have been pretty good.”
“Why didn’t Mucheng tell me about this?”
“Maybe it’s just a trivial matter.”
“It’s not! Mucheng would tell me about everything, I’m her best friend!”
Su Yuxin suddenly felt betrayed, as if a lump had formed in her chest, making her extremely uncomfortable.
Mucheng... why didn’t you tell me? Are you hiding something? You weren’t like this before, why are you doing this? Why...
“No way! I need to go ask Mucheng for clarification!”
“What? No, no, it’s already so late, and you have classes tomorrow. Yuxin, you can’t be so reckless.”
“Then, Father, can I ask you for a favor?”
“What favor?”
“I want to know who Mucheng’s private tutor is!”
“This...”
Su Wanli hesitated, but seeing his beloved daughter’s eyes brimming with tears, he knew if he refused, Yuxin would start crying any moment.
Just finding out who it is shouldn’t be a problem, right? After all, I’m not trying to poach Li Jing’s guy, and maybe Yuxin will be satisfied after just taking a look.
“Ah, alright then. But Yuxin, you have to behave and not do anything rash, or I’ll have to ground you.”
With her father’s approval, Su Yuxin finally put away her pitiful expression and smiled sweetly.
“Father, you’re the best~”
“Ah... Why do I have a bad feeling about this?”
......
“Achoo! Hmm... What’s wrong with me lately? Why do I keep sneezing?”
Ye Feng tightened the blanket around himself as he lay in bed. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard faint footsteps in the living room.
Why isn’t she sleeping at this hour? Is that woman crazy?
Initially planning to mind his own business, Ye Feng suddenly remembered Xie Yuyan’s task and sighed. He put on his clothes and walked out.
“Click”
As soon as Ye Feng opened the door, he saw a pair of deep blue eyes in the darkness looking at him. Judging by the position of those eyes, Ye Feng had a good idea of what Xie Yuyan was doing.
Wow, she must be starving.
“What are you doing? Why aren’t you sleeping at this hour?”
Xie Yuyan seemed a bit wary of Ye Feng’s appearance and unconsciously took a step back.
“I was about to ask you the same thing. Why are you going to the kitchen so late at night?”
“Um...”
Xie Yuyan was momentarily at a loss for words, stammering and unable to say much.
“I... I need to go to the bathroom.”
“The bathroom isn’t that way.”
“So I got lost!”
Embarrassed, Xie Yuyan raised her voice to interrupt, and the sudden loud noise in the quiet night drew both their attention.
“Grumble~~~~”
At that moment, Xie Yuyan’s stomach seemed to protest her earlier excuse, loudly growling...
“Hungry, huh?”
“This is just my stomach making noises because it’s uncomfortable!”
“Grumble~ Grumble~”
“Look, your stomach is protesting.”
“It’s just trying to go to the bathroom!”
“Grumble! Grumble!”
“What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you.”
“Anything will do... Thank you...”
Seeing that Xie Yuyan had finally given in to her hunger, Ye Feng suppressed his urge to laugh and prepared to turn on the light. But just as he pressed the switch, Xie Yuyan stopped him.
“Wait! Don’t turn it on...”
“Click”
It was already too late...
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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."
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?"
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.”
