After Su Yuxin had once again fiercely replenished her "Ye Feng energy," she finally let go of him. Just then, a man in a black uniform and white gloves walked in through the door. Upon seeing Su Yuxin, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, are you alright? I noticed you hadn’t come out for a while."
"I’m fine. I was just chatting with my teacher. Could you wait outside a little longer, Uncle?"
"Of course."
The driver nodded and then glanced at Ye Feng, greeting him with a polite "Hello, Mr. Ye," before leaving.
"Huh? How do they know my name?"
Ye Feng was startled when the driver greeted him. He hadn’t expected that as a mere private tutor, his name would be known by so many people. It was strange.
"Oh, that uncle is my dad’s personal driver. It’s normal for him to know about you, Teacher."
"Is that so..."
What Ye Feng didn’t know was that ever since he left the Su Corporation Building last time, the news had spread like wildfire among the employees. Even the cleaning staff knew about him, often saying, "Ye Feng? Oh, I know him. He’s that handsome young man who charmed the young miss. Everyone knows about that."
"Alright, Teacher, don’t worry about such trivial things. What have you been teaching Li Mucheng these past few days?"
"Eh? Yuxin, don’t you know?"
"Know? Know what?"
Seeing Su Yuxin’s curious expression, Ye Feng realized that Su Wanli might not have told her about Li Mucheng being targeted. He probably didn’t want Su Yuxin to worry or insist on staying close to her best friend.
Thinking quickly, Ye Feng chuckled and said, "Oh, it’s just that Li Mucheng has been a bit distracted lately, so we haven’t had many proper lessons. Naturally, she hasn’t learned much."
"I see."
Su Yuxin believed Ye Feng’s words without suspicion and even pouted proudly.
"Hmph, if it were me, I’d definitely pay attention to your lessons. I wouldn’t be as stubborn as Mucheng."
"Haha... Yuxin, you’re always the most obedient."
Ye Feng could only agree awkwardly.
"Hehe."
As their conversation ended, the store clerk brought out the packaged desserts. Ye Feng noticed through the transparent plastic wrap that the two cakes he had bought were on the clerk’s left side, while Su Yuxin’s were on the right.
Seizing the moment when neither the clerk nor Su Yuxin was paying attention, Ye Feng quickly took the bag from the clerk’s hands, swapped the contents behind his back, and then handed it to Su Yuxin.
"Sorry, I need to hurry home. The meat I bought needs to be put in the fridge soon."
"Mmm... Then goodbye, Brother Ye Feng. I’ll be waiting for you~"
Su Yuxin took the bag from Ye Feng, her mood souring as she watched him leave. It seemed happiness was always fleeting.
After Ye Feng left, Su Yuxin saw no reason to stay any longer. Still, she was thrilled about running into him today. As she got into the car, she began plotting whether she could arrange a few more "chance encounters" in the coming days, given that Ye Feng seemed to be around the area.
"Alright, Uncle, let’s head back."
"Yes, Miss."
With a roar of the engine, the car disappeared down the street in the blink of an eye.
......
"Hmm?"
"What’s wrong, Miss? Did something happen?"
The driver, who had been focused on driving, immediately grew concerned when he heard Su Yuxin’s puzzled voice from the back seat. After all, his young miss was not only kind-hearted and adorable but also the beloved mascot of the entire Su Corporation. It was heartbreaking for everyone to see their cherished mascot seemingly swept away by a stranger.
"No... it’s nothing, Uncle. Keep driving."
Su Yuxin’s tone gradually softened, carrying a hint of quiet joy.
"Alright... alright."
Looking at the strawberry ice cream cake in her bag, still slightly chilled, Su Yuxin smiled happily.
Brother Ye Feng, you’re still so good to me. I really like it... I like you, Brother~
......
"Ding."
As Ye Feng stood outside the door, fumbling for his keys, the door suddenly opened. Xie Yuyan stood there, extending her hand toward him.
"Give it to me."
Ye Feng quickly squeezed past her, carrying the bags, and closed the door behind him. After setting the bags down, he turned to Xie Yuyan and said, "You’re getting too bold. Didn’t I tell you to be careful? Don’t do things that could easily get us caught."
"I know, I know. I just saw you carrying so much and wanted to help. Don’t be so worked up."
"Anyway, don’t do anything so risky in the future! Do you want all our efforts to go to waste?"
"Sorry..."
Seeing Xie Yuyan’s visibly downcast expression, Ye Feng realized he might have been too harsh. He quickly handed her one of the bags.
"Here, I bought you some pastries. See if you like them."
"For me?"
After a moment of hesitation, Xie Yuyan took the bag from Ye Feng. Her low spirits vanished instantly, replaced by a bright smile as she inhaled the rich aroma of cake.
"Thank you, Ye Feng."
"Go ahead and eat. They won’t taste as good if they sit too long. I’ll go organize the groceries and join you in a bit."
"Thanks for your hard work~"
After Ye Feng finished putting away the groceries he had bought from the mall, he sank into the soft couch and sighed, "Ah! There’s nothing better than a comfy couch."
Xie Yuyan, who was nibbling on a plastic spoon, nodded thoughtfully, then glanced down at her ample chest.
"How is it, Xie Yuyan? Does it taste good?"
"Mhm, it’s delicious! Ye Feng, you should try some too~"
With that, Xie Yuyan scooped up a piece of chocolate cake with her spoon and held it out to Ye Feng. He leaned back, waving his hands in refusal.
"No, no, you eat it, Xie Yuyan... Mmmph!"
Ye Feng hadn’t expected Xie Yuyan to completely disregard his refusal. She pinched his chin with one hand and forcefully shoved the spoon into his mouth. Left with no choice, Ye Feng had no option but to eat the cake.
"Xie Yuyan, at least be a little considerate. That’s the spoon you were using."
"What’s the big deal? It’s not like my mouth is poisonous. It’s just cake."
As she spoke, Xie Yuyan unabashedly scooped up another piece of cake and ate it, even licking the plastic spoon afterward.
"Why are you staring at me? Do you want another bite?"
"Never mind... I’m too tired for this."

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!

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.”

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.

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."