"A fox mask? Mucheng, are you referring to..."
Ye Feng trailed off mid-sentence, glancing briefly at Ah Fu, who was focused on driving, before pointing at himself with his other hand.
"Mmm... It's something equally important to me, but that woman actually stole it."
Li Mucheng clenched her teeth, her tone dripping with barely restrained fury. Yet she made an effort to suppress her anger, unwilling to let Ye Feng see her like this.
"How could...? Mucheng, how did you find out?"
Seeing Ye Feng's puzzled expression, Li Mucheng hesitated for a moment before deciding to tell him about Xie Yuyan barging into her room and taking the mask. After all, the fire had already been lit—why not let it burn brighter?
"Teacher... Since you don’t know, then please take a look at this."
With that, Li Mucheng pulled out her phone from her pocket and placed it in front of Ye Feng.
"Look? Mucheng, what do you mean—"
Before Ye Feng could finish asking, Li Mucheng played a video on her phone—a recording of Xie Yuyan storming into her room days earlier.
"......"
As the footage ended, Ye Feng’s expression darkened. Noticing this, Li Mucheng quietly tucked her phone away.
"Teacher, I don’t mean anything by it. I just don’t understand why Xie Yuyan would do this. It’s not like I have... anything left to hold onto anymore..."
"Mucheng, this isn’t your fault."
Ye Feng sighed heavily.
"I’m the one who caused this situation. All the blame lies with me."
"That’s not true! Teacher, you’re not at fault at all!"
"Mucheng, you don’t understand... It’s all just... sigh."
Seeing Ye Feng hesitate, Li Mucheng felt a pang of confusion and disappointment. If only she hadn’t acted so recklessly before, maybe he would trust her now. I had such a good chance, and I ruined it myself. I’m such an idiot...
Lowering her gaze to the blood-soaked bandage on Ye Feng’s arm, she bit her lip, lost in thought, before looking up at Ah Fu. "Ah Fu, how much longer until we reach the estate?"
"About five minutes. As per your instructions, the medical team is already waiting at the entrance."
"Good."
Li Mucheng nodded calmly, ignoring the blood staining Ye Feng’s arm as she gently placed her hand over the bandage.
"Teacher, just hold on a little longer. We’ll be somewhere safe soon."
Hearing her voice, warmth bloomed in Ye Feng’s chest. Initially, he had only been concerned about protecting his two students—yet here was Li Mucheng, rescuing him in his moment of crisis.
"Mucheng... Thank you. I never expected you to—"
Before he could finish, a slender finger lightly pressed against his lips.
"Teacher, there’s no need for thanks. I’m only atoning for my sins."
"Sins?"
"Yes... I still remember everything I did to you before. Even though you forgave me, the scars remain. I just want you to know that I’m trying my best."
"Mucheng, you’ve grown up."
"I’m not a child anymore!"
Their lighthearted exchange eased the earlier tension. Just as Ye Feng was lost in thought, the car arrived at its destination.
Beep beep.
At the sound of the horn, the medical team swarmed the vehicle, lifting Ye Feng onto a stretcher.
"Uh..."
Ye Feng glanced around at the white-coated doctors, suddenly breaking into a cold sweat. Anyone would think he was on death’s doorstep.
"Mucheng, isn’t this a bit excessive? This seems a little much..."
"Teacher, it’s precisely because you’re so careless that you ended up like this!"
Stepping out of the car, Li Mucheng ignored his protests, pressing both hands on his shoulders to keep him lying flat.
"What if that woman poisoned the blade? What if it damaged the nerves in your arm? Every possible risk has to be eliminated! I won’t let you suffer even the slightest harm!"
Her firm tone left no room for argument. Defeated, Ye Feng obediently let himself be wheeled into the estate...
......
"Brother Ye Feng..."
Su Yuxin stared at her phone, anxiety gnawing at her as the call remained unanswered. Alone in the house, she couldn’t understand why Ye Feng had suddenly told her to hide—or why his phone was going straight to voicemail.
Ring ring.
The sudden chime snapped her out of her daze. Her eyes widened with hope—only to furrow again when she saw an unfamiliar number.
Wait, what if it’s Ye Feng calling from another phone?
Without hesitation, she answered and slowly raised the phone to her ear.
"H-Hello?"
"Su Yuxin, is it?"
The voice on the other end wasn’t Ye Feng’s. Instead, it was cold, detached—a woman’s voice. Su Yuxin immediately recognized it as the woman who had been staying at Ye Feng’s place.
"Xie Yuyan? Why are you calling?!"
"Heh..."
A chilling laugh crackled through the line before Xie Yuyan spoke again.
"Care to talk? Perhaps we can come to an agreement."
"An agreement? Don’t even think about it! I won’t make any deals with you!"
Su Yuxin was about to hang up when Xie Yuyan’s next words froze her in place.
"Oh? Not even if it’s the only way for both of us to have Ye Feng?"
"What did you just say?!"
......
"Miss Li, after thorough examination by our specialists, we’ve confirmed that Mr. Ye Feng has no serious injuries beyond muscle damage in his arm. With proper rest, he’ll make a full recovery."
An elderly doctor handed Li Mucheng the medical report as she exhaled in relief.
"Good... That’s good."
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!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.
