Hearing this question, Luo Shuhe remained calm, her gaze indifferent as she looked at Gu Ximan and replied without a hint of emotion:
"What my little sister really wants to ask is whether I like your brother, isn’t it?"
"Cough..."
Gu Ximan’s heart tightened instantly, a wave of guilt washing over her.
Still, she forced herself to stay composed, widening her eyes in exaggerated surprise as she said, "Sister He, why would you think that?"
"Because you and your brother are the same—whenever you feel awkward, you instinctively cover up your unease with a light cough or by changing the subject."
"..."
Hearing Luo Shuhe’s piercing words, Gu Ximan’s lips twitched slightly. Just as she was about to retort, Luo Shuhe added leisurely:
"Oh, and the lip-twitching thing—don’t copy everything from your brother."
"It’s a bad habit. You should fix it."
She had thrown Gu Ximan’s own words right back at her.
At this moment, an extremely complicated expression flashed across Gu Ximan’s face.
She felt utterly defenseless against Luo Shuhe, completely crushed.
How was Sister He acting like such a demon?
No, she couldn’t just be led around like this.
She had to fight back!
Gu Ximan steeled herself inwardly, taking a deep breath to steady her nerves before fixing Luo Shuhe with an intense stare. "Then, Sister He, why did you say that that day?"
"You’re always so aloof, yet you openly told the whole class, ‘Brother likes me too’..."
Pausing, she clenched the yogurt carton in her hand, her voice tinged with unease as she asked:
"So, Sister He... what do you really think of that idiot brother of mine?"
"With my eyes."
Luo Shuhe replied unhurriedly, lightly holding the straw between her lips—though this time, she didn’t bite down on it out of habit.
"..."
Hearing this answer, Gu Ximan felt blood rush to her head.
Suppressing the urge to lash out, she spoke with deliberate seriousness, almost enunciating each word:
"I’m talking about feelings! What are your feelings toward that idiot brother of mine?"
"Sibling affection." Luo Shuhe’s answer remained concise.
"You—ugh! Aaaah!" Gu Ximan stomped her foot in frustration at the dismissive response.
Why was Luo Shuhe so infuriating?!
Yet, just then, Luo Shuhe suddenly spoke again, her tone cool and detached:
"My feelings for your brother are the same as yours. Unless... yours aren’t just sibling affection?"
"I—I of course—of course it is...!"
Gu Ximan, still fuming, was caught completely off guard by Luo Shuhe’s sudden remark, her face flushing crimson.
Her mind was in turmoil, unable to tell whether Luo Shuhe’s words carried a hidden meaning.
If they did... that would be terrifying.
Whether it was Luo Shuhe seeing through her carefully maintained acting skills or harboring the same unrealistic fantasies about her brother—either scenario would be disastrous.
But surely that wasn’t the case... right?
Noticing Gu Ximan’s lingering hope, Luo Shuhe suddenly leaned in, bringing her lips close to Gu Ximan’s ear before exhaling softly:
"Little sister, my feelings for your brother are the same as yours. Yes, exactly that."
"You—you!!!"
Gu Ximan’s panic peaked at the deliberate emphasis in those words.
She stumbled back several steps, staring at Luo Shuhe in disbelief, her voice trembling:
"You really... really feel that way about that idiot brother of mine?"
"What way?" Luo Shuhe tilted her head slightly, an innocent look on her face.
"That way is that way!"
"Sorry, little sister. I recognize every word you’re saying, but put together, I genuinely don’t understand what you mean." Luo Shuhe frowned in confusion.
"Isn’t sibling affection between little sister and brother just that? Why are you so worked up?"
"You—why are you still pretending?!"
Gu Ximan felt her scalp tingle, glaring as she demanded, "We’re both smart here. Why won’t you admit it?"
"Admit what? I’m nowhere near as clever as you."
Luo Shuhe took a step forward, reaching out to gently touch Gu Ximan’s forehead with a concerned expression.
"Little sister, are you running a fever? You keep saying such strange things."
"You... you’re a demon!"
Gu Ximan felt like she was being driven mad by Luo Shuhe.
Hearing this, Luo Shuhe took a step back, her expression darkening slightly.
"Calling your sister a demon is really hurtful, little sister."
Her voice carried a faint trace of grievance as she lowered her head.
"I just meant that I have the same brother-complex tendencies as you..."
"Eh... huh?"
Gu Ximan froze, her mind blank.
Had she misunderstood?
Was Luo Shuhe just talking about a brother complex?
Now that she thought about it, Luo Shuhe and her brother rarely interacted outside of this.
Oh no.
She’d really misread the situation.
And she’d said something awful.
"I’m sorry, Sister He..." Gu Ximan, ever quick to admit her mistakes, immediately bowed her head in sincere apology.
"I shouldn’t have called you a demon. I’m really sorry..."
"In that case..."
Seeing her little sister’s remorse, Luo Shuhe fought back a smirk, pretending to deliberate before lightly shaking her yogurt carton.
"If you bite your straw too, I’ll forgive you."
"Really?!"
Gu Ximan’s eyes lit up at the simplicity of the condition, her face brightening with relief.
"Really."
Without hesitation, Gu Ximan tore open a new straw and began chewing on it vigorously.
Within moments, the straw was flattened beyond recognition.
Watching this, Luo Shuhe lifted her chin slightly, her usual cool expression returning—though the corners of her lips curled up in a barely noticeable smirk.
"Little Man, biting straws is a bad habit. You should fix it."
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ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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."
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.”
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!
