Fang Zhiyi curled his lip: "You went to all this trouble to find me just to spout nonsense?" He paused, "Why should I include you in something I can do perfectly well myself?"
"I..." Li Chengfeng was dumbfounded. He thought hard and realized he truly had no leverage. After a moment, he blustered, "Don't you dare refuse a face-saving offer! If you don't cooperate with me, I'll tell everyone your secret of being reborn! I'll let everyone know you're a monster!"
Fang Zhiyi burst out laughing: "Go ahead! Tell them, by all means. Do you think anyone will believe you, or just think you're insane?" He stood up, "And here I thought you might have something worthwhile to say. A petty thug remains a petty thug."
Provoked, Li Chengfeng sprang to his feet: "Fang! Don't push people too far!"
Fang Zhiyi casually waved a hand: "Sorry, but pushing people too far is exactly what I enjoy."
To Li Chengfeng's shock, the customers at the other tables in the restaurant all stood up.
"Ah-Feng," Fang Zhiyi said with mock solemnity, "it's time to pay your debts. These are all your... good friends."
Terror spread across Li Chengfeng's face. These men were all from the underworld! Their expressions were full of ill intent.
One man stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Fang Zhiyi: "Boss Fang, thank you for telling us this kid's whereabouts. We've been looking for him for a long time!"
Fang Zhiyi waved him off: "No need for thanks. I won't be involved in what comes next."
"Big brother... I was wrong... I don't have the money to pay you back..." Li Chengfeng fell to his knees with a thump, kowtowing repeatedly. But the gangsters paid no heed to his pleas, grabbing him and hauling him outside.
That very night, Fang Zhiyi received word: Li Chengfeng had two fingers broken and suffered seven or eight stab wounds, but somehow managed to escape in the chaos.
That tenacious?
After having dinner and chatting with his daughter for a while, Fang Zhiyi returned to his room and picked up the phone.
"Hello, I'd like to report someone for illegal border crossing."
Li Chengfeng was once again on the run. But unlike his previous life, his every move was now under Fang Zhiyi's watchful eye. The moment he set foot on the mainland, having fled there, lights flared up around him.
"Hands on your head! Get down!" The sharp command from the approaching officers sent a chill through Li Chengfeng's heart.
Within days, he was deported back.
Returned to his starting point, Li Chengfeng was utterly trapped in a desperate situation. His right hand disabled, he faced rejection at every job he tried.
He went to a construction site to move bricks, but his hand lacked strength; not only could he not move them properly, he tried to slack off, earning a torrent of abuse from the foreman who threw him out. He went to a restaurant to wash dishes, secretly scooping leftover food from customers' plates into his own lunchbox; when the boss caught him, not only did he not get paid, but his lunchbox was thrown on the ground. He tried collecting scrap, only to be bullied by other scavengers who stole the plastic bottles he had painstakingly gathered.
"Three-hundred-sixty-degree targeting," Little Hei remarked with admiration. "You really know how to make someone's life miserable."
Fang Zhiyi acted nonchalant: "What can I say? Having money is just amazing."
Little Hei wholeheartedly agreed.
Li Chengfeng even ran into a former underling while begging on a street corner. The underling, now following a new boss and dressed neatly, couldn't resist a sneer at the sight of Li Chengfeng: "Brother Feng? How did you end up like this? Didn't you used to say you'd be the big boss? How come you're begging now?"
Crouched on the ground, looking at his crippled right hand, Li Chengfeng finally couldn't hold back his tears. Yet, he still refused to give up hope. He remembered that in a few days, it would be the anniversary of the day he met Xu Anni. Xu Anni was a wealthy heiress. If he could just latch onto her, he could turn his life around again!
He did see Xu Anni, but she merely glanced at him, took a few steps back in disgust, and looked away.
Li Chengfeng wanted to approach, but he looked down at himself—dressed like a vagrant, hair a mess—and hesitated. Yet, seeing her about to leave, he decided to gamble everything.
"Xu Anni!"
Xu Anni turned in surprise, nearly crying out as a madman charged toward her. At the critical moment, someone beside her stepped in front, lifting a leg for a swift kick to the groin.
Li Chengfeng fell to his knees in agony.
"Xiao Yu! Thank you! You scared me to death!" Xu Anni's eyes were wet with tears. Fang Yu dusted off her hands: "It was nothing. Come on, we'll be late."
Xu Anni gave the trembling vagrant a fearful glance before trotting after Fang Yu. "Xiao Yu, you're so amazing."
"Heh, my dad taught me."
"Wow, your dad is so great. Not like mine; he barely ever comes home."
Their conversation faded into the distance as they walked away.
In a car not far away.
"President Fang, the plan to target the Xu family is ready."
Fang Zhiyi drummed his fingers on the car door. "Forget it."
"Ah? Understood." The person on the other end of the line hurriedly hung up.
Fang Zhiyi leaned out and looked up at the sky. "A protagonist abandoned by the Heavenly Dao? That's rare."
Fang Jingtong had aged considerably. Not only did she have to deal with debt collectors, but she also had to earn money for her younger son's medical bills. All her spirit was gone. It wasn't that she hadn't thought of begging Fang Zhiyi for mercy, but he had long since moved away from that place, and she simply couldn't get to see him.
Finally, Wu Dabao was released. However, his personality had grown increasingly strange. He idled about all day, lazily lying at home, waiting for someone to bring him food. This state of affairs was more than Fang Jingtong could bear. Unable to hold back, she scolded Wu Dabao a few times before rushing off to the hospital to care for her younger son.
Yet, it was precisely this action by Fang Jingtong that stirred deep-seated resentment in Wu Dabao's heart. He felt that the reason he had become like this was entirely because of that younger brother's existence. If not for him, perhaps everything would be different.
When Fang Jingtong returned home, exhausted after a long day, she received shocking news: her younger son had been strangled to death by her eldest son, Wu Dabao! This sudden tragedy struck like a bolt from the blue. Unable to bear it, Fang Jingtong fainted dead away on the spot.
When she awoke, she had gone completely mad. She would tell anyone she met how outstanding her two sons were, saying that as long as they could swindle her brother out of his property, they could make something of themselves... Sometimes her words were jumbled, and "make something of themselves" would come out as "lose their heads."
After Wu Tian was released from prison, he never returned. But news soon spread that he had borrowed loan shark money for gambling and couldn't pay it back. His legs were broken, and now he could only beg on the streets. The person he teamed up with for mutual support was none other than Li Chengfeng.
Wu Tian always found it laughable whenever he heard Li Chengfeng talk about being reborn and such.
"Stop bragging. If you were really reborn, would you still be relying on women?" Wu Tian asked impatiently.
Li Chengfeng shot back: "If you could be reborn, what would you do?"
Wu Tian was stumped. After a long while, he said: "I'd go back to the casino and start over. I'd bet the opposite of what my past self did. I'd be sure to win a fortune!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
