At the entrance of a luxurious private villa, a crowd of tall men in suits had already gathered, resembling a bodybuilding contest.
"Hey, what are you guys doing here?"
A muscular man in line, irritated by the voice behind him, turned around. Upon seeing a man shorter than himself, he sneered contemptuously.
"Kid, this isn't a place for you. I suggest you go home."
"I was just curious, can you explain it to me?"
"Alright, do you know whose villa this is?"
"No."
"This is Li Jing's, from the highly reputable Li Corporation in Shu City."
"Li Jing? Who's that?"
"..."
The man gave Ye Feng a disdainful look but eventually explained.
"You can think of him as someone we common folk can't reach. He's very wealthy."
"Oh, so what's the connection with you guys queuing up?"
"Don't you watch the news? Last night, Miss Li Mucheng was kidnapped! So Mr. Li is recruiting talents to find someone strong enough to protect the young lady."
Ye Feng smirked upon hearing this and then feigned a shocked expression.
"What! Kidnapped! Who dares to do such a thing? Don't they want to live?"
"Exactly, the kidnappers must be part of a powerful criminal organization! Otherwise, they couldn't have taken Miss Li under such tight security."
"Maybe..."
"So we're facing an evil force! Don't you feel a fire burning inside you?"
Seeing the almost shirt-ripping man, Ye Feng shook his head expressionlessly.
"I think nothing is as practical as one thing."
"What thing?"
"Money~"
"Pfft! Materialistic!"
"So you're here working for free, not asking for a single cent?"
"Heh, ideals are ideals, reality is reality. You can't mix the two."
The burly man chuckled awkwardly and then said seriously,
"Kid, with your small frame, I advise you not to join. Protecting these big shots is dangerous, this isn't a game. I suggest you go next door, maybe you'll get lucky."
"Next door?"
Curious, Ye Feng peeked out from the crowd and noticed there were two lines. One was the bodyguard recruitment line he was in, and the other had only a few people.
"What are they applying for? Cleaners?"
"They're applying to be a tutor."
"A tutor?"
...
"What's your name?"
"Uh... Ye Feng."
"Do you have a resume or anything?"
"No."
"What!"
The interviewer was surprised, taking off his glasses to scrutinize the young man before shaking his head.
"Sorry, you're not qualified."
"How do you know without giving it a try?"
"Kid, I admit you have some talent, but we don't take pretty faces here. What can you teach? Our young lady requires a tutor who is both virtuous and scholarly. Your frivolous attitude already disqualifies you."
"Perhaps... I can teach her survival?"
...
"This is Ah Fu, Miss Li's bodyguard. He'll test you."
Ye Feng was led to an open space where Ah Fu, wearing boxing gloves, was punching a sandbag.
"Bang bang bang"
The heavy sounds continued until Ah Fu saw someone approaching and took off his gloves.
"Who's this?"
"Ah Fu, this is the candidate for the tutor position. Please test him."
"Test him? I don't know anything about academic knowledge."
"He's not here to teach knowledge."
Ah Fu seemed to understand, picking up another pair of gloves and throwing them at Ye Feng.
"Kid, let's have a sparring match."
Ye Feng caught the flying gloves with one hand and smiled.
"Sure."
"Not bad, hope you're not all show. Here it comes."
Ah Fu smiled as Ye Feng put on the gloves. He stomped his left foot and charged straight at Ye Feng, throwing a straight punch towards his face.
Just as the punch was about to land on Ye Feng's nose, he bent down and dodged, countering with an uppercut to Ah Fu's stomach.
"Bang"
Ah Fu blocked Ye Feng's attack with his other hand and then stepped back, shaking his hand.
This kid has some strength.
"Ready for more?"
"I hope you can keep this up, otherwise, getting disfigured wouldn't be good."
Ye Feng didn't take Ah Fu's words to heart. His combat skills were intermediate; unless he faced a boxing champion, he had nothing to fear.
As time went on, even Ah Fu was surprised. It felt like his moves were being seen through, and what was more absurd was that Ye Feng wasn't even sweating after several rounds. After all, Ah Fu was a retired soldier.
"Enough, enough."
Ah Fu quickly took off his gloves and threw them aside. He knew Ye Feng was stronger than him. Having this kid as a tutor, in name, to protect the young lady might be an unnoticeable ace. However, this all depended on the master's approval.
"What's your name, kid? I must admit, you're quite skilled."
"I'm Ye Feng."
"Ye Feng, call me Ah Fu. You passed my test."
"Oh? Are there more tests?"
"Of course, but there's no rush. Just give me your phone number, and I'll contact you later."
"Okay."
Ye Feng nodded slightly, not worried about more tests, and left leisurely.
This kid has a good temperament. Maybe he can really become the young lady's nominal tutor.
After Ye Feng disappeared, Ah Fu headed into the villa, walked through the corridors, and knocked on a room's door on the second floor.
"Dong dong"
"Come in."
Only after a commanding voice from inside the room responded did Ah Fu adjust his clothes and enter.
Inside, a middle-aged man with a stern expression and weathered face was looking at documents on his desk, unmoved by Ah Fu's arrival.
"Master."
"What is it?"
"Today, a young man came for an interview. He's quite skilled and wants to be the young lady's tutor. My thought is..."
Ah Fu briefly summarized to the man in front of him and waited for his response.
"Your idea is good, but make sure to thoroughly investigate this young man's background. If he's clean, there's no problem. I hope you handle this matter well."
"Yes! Master, please rest assured. Ah Fu will handle it with utmost care."
"Mm."
After Ah Fu left, the middle-aged man put down the documents and looked at the photo frame on his desk. It was a family photo. A girl was being held by a beautiful woman, and beside the woman sat the man, Li Jing.
...
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!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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."
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.
