"......"
Ye Feng hesitated for a moment as Li Mucheng handed him a cup of water, while her eyes remained fixed on his every movement.
So... does the teacher still hold a grudge against me?... It’s all my own fault.
Is there any point in clinging on like this? Is the teacher really treating me with forgiveness? Is any of this worth it...?
Take him! Steal him away! If he doesn’t trust you, why keep living like a pitiful little dog wagging its tail? Is this the life you want?
A voice erupted from the depths of Li Mucheng’s heart. She knew it was her other self acting up again. But those thoughts pierced her like countless icy needles, their chilling sting and pain making it hard to breathe.
Just as Li Mucheng was about to withdraw the cup, Ye Feng suddenly reached out and took it.
"Huh?"
Feeling the weight leave her hands, Li Mucheng lifted her gaze, staring at Ye Feng in disbelief.
"Thank you, Mucheng."
Ye Feng glanced at her widened pupils and, without hesitation, drained the cup in one go.
"T-Teacher? W-Why...?"
"You’re wondering why I still trust you, right?"
"......"
Li Mucheng didn’t answer, but the turmoil in her eyes spoke volumes.
"Because you’re my student, aren’t you? Even if unpleasant things happened before, what matters most is the present. So I believe in you, Mucheng."
"Teacher..."
Li Mucheng tilted her head back, trying to hold back the tears, but they spilled out uncontrollably. Within moments, she was sobbing uncontrollably.
"Waaah... I’m sorry, Teacher... I’m so sorry..."
Ye Feng hadn’t expected her to burst into tears so suddenly. Flustered, he quickly grabbed a few tissues from the car and handed them to her.
"Mucheng, don’t cry. Didn’t I say I’ve already forgiven you? Today’s supposed to be a happy occasion—why the tears?"
"Mm... I-I know, but I just can’t help it..."
Li Mucheng took the tissues and wiped her tear-streaked cheeks while Ye Feng murmured comforting words to calm her down.
After what felt like an eternity, her quiet sobs finally subsided. She lifted her glistening eyes and looked pitifully at Ye Feng.
"T-Teacher... I’ve calmed down now..."
"That’s good. Mucheng, remember—recognizing your mistakes and improving is what matters. No matter what happens in the future, you must stay composed, okay? Don’t let negative emotions cloud your judgment."
"Haa... haa..."
Li Mucheng took deep breaths, gradually steadying herself, then gave Ye Feng a reassuring look.
"I’m sorry, Teacher... for showing you such an embarrassing side of me again."
"It’s fine, Mucheng. You don’t have to be so reserved around me. We’re more than just teacher and student—I’d say we’re friends."
"Teacher..."
Li Mucheng suddenly giggled, as if recalling a fond memory.
"Yeah... friends... right, Mr. Fox?"
"Ahem!"
Hearing this, Ye Feng coughed deliberately and waved his hand dismissively.
"Mucheng, I think we should focus on discussing today’s lesson now."
"Okaaay~"
Li Mucheng playfully blinked at him, then leaned in and whispered by his ear.
"After all, this is a secret just between me and Mr. Fox, right, Teacher?"
"Ah... y-yeah!"
Ye Feng quickly turned his attention to the window, spotting the familiar road leading to the manor.
"Look, Mucheng, we’re almost there."
"Mm."
Li Mucheng nodded slightly, seemingly following his gaze outside, but in truth, her eyes were fixed on his profile.
"So handsome~"
"Huh? It’s just some hills. Not as nice as that big tree we visited before."
"Hehe, everything looks beautiful to me~"
......
"So, Teacher? Doesn’t everything look just like before?"
As they stepped into the manor side by side, Li Mucheng happily observed the unchanged decorations around them.
"Yeah, nothing’s changed."
Gazing at the all-too-familiar estate, Ye Feng spoke with a hint of nostalgia. To him, this place was where his life had truly begun.
"Hehe~ It’s wonderful... like going back to the very beginning with you..."
"Alright, Mucheng, no time for reminiscing now. It’s time for our lesson!"
Ye Feng shook off the wistful thoughts. A new teaching plan had already formed in his mind. To prevent a repeat of last time’s incident, he decided to teach Li Mucheng techniques to control her inner turmoil—skills that could strengthen her mental resilience and keep her from reverting to that terrifying version of herself under stress.
"Yay!"
Li Mucheng excitedly reached out to grab Ye Feng’s arm but suddenly stopped and pulled back.
"But... I don’t know what else I can learn..."
"There’s plenty for you to learn, Mucheng. Today’s lesson is about mental stillness!"
"Mental stillness? What kind of lesson is that? I’ve never heard of it."
Li Mucheng tilted her head in confusion, trying to make sense of his words.
"Teacher, do you mean teaching me how to calm my mind?"
"Exactly. But this isn’t just ordinary calmness. What I’ll teach you can stabilize your emotions in moments of turmoil and also temper your inner discipline."
"Moments of turmoil... I... I see."
Realizing he might have phrased it too bluntly—making it sound like he was calling her emotionally unstable—Ye Feng quickly tried to clarify. But before he could, Li Mucheng spoke up again.
"I want to learn it!"
"Ah... r-really?"
"Yes! I want to learn!"
Clenching her fists with determination, Li Mucheng declared in a firm voice.
"I want to control myself—I never want to hurt you like before again! Never!"
Seeing her earnest expression, it was clear the past incident had matured her. A warm smile spread across Ye Feng’s face.
"Mucheng..."
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
