Fang Zhiyi turned his head and saw Liu Mengmeng. Her face was completely red, and it looked as though she had been crying.
"The supervisor said I left my post without permission during work hours and wants to dock my pay! Did you know about this?"
Fang Zhiyi grew anxious, and as soon as he panicked, he started to stutter: "I... I didn't..." He wanted to explain that he was just going to help Liu Mengmeng after finishing helping Sister Xu, but she seemed furious.
"I didn't what! How did I not see that you were this kind of person?" Liu Mengmeng had been bottling up anger since the morning, and now she was absolutely livid. "You've got the hots for her, don't you?"
As soon as she said this, Sister Xu immediately became displeased. "Liu Mengmeng, what are you talking about?"
"Tell me! How are you going to compensate me for my docked pay!" Liu Mengmeng realized her words had offended a bystander, so she immediately turned her head and continued to interrogate Fang Zhiyi.
"I..." Fang Zhiyi was so flustered he didn't know what to do with his hands or feet.
Sister Xu, however, stood right up. "What? Does Xiao Fang need your permission to help someone? Who do you think you are? Are you his girlfriend? Bah, don't think I don't know. You go back every day and talk to your boyfriend on the phone, and in every word you say, you just treat Xiao Fang like a tool to be bossed around. Now that he sees you for who you really are, you're not happy about it?"
Fang Zhiyi was instantly stunned. Mengmeng had a boyfriend?
"What does my business with him have to do with you? Who asked you to stick your nose in?" Liu Mengmeng was exasperated and furious.
Fang Zhiyi looked at the girl in front of him who had always appeared so pure and innocent; at this moment, her image completely shattered.
"Exactly, always pretending to be so innocent." Someone who had long been sick of Liu Mengmeng's act chimed in. Only Fang Zhiyi had been blind to it.
"Let me tell you, Xiao Fang won't be doing your work for you anymore. Why should he? Do you share your salary with others? You absolutely deserve to have your pay docked!" Sister Xu had a loud voice, which attracted quite a few people to come over and watch the drama.
Liu Mengmeng grew desperate and glared angrily at Sister Xu. "Aren't you just jealous that I'm younger and prettier than you? Do you think Fang Zhiyi would ever be interested in an old woman like you?"
That remark ignited the war. Sister Xu grabbed her by the hair and started unleashing a beating.
Fang Zhiyi wanted to intervene, but his grandfather's voice in his head warned him not to move. Right after that, the supervisor arrived and thoroughly reprimanded both parties involved in the fight.
Both Liu Mengmeng and Sister Xu ended up getting fired.
With her hair disheveled, Liu Mengmeng looked exactly like a madwoman. She pointed at Fang Zhiyi and Sister Xu and said, "Just you wait!"
Sister Xu remained verbally unyielding: "I'll wait! You think I'm afraid of you?"
Fang Zhiyi finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Sister Xu, I'm sorry, this is all because of me..."
Sister Xu turned to look at him, shook her head after a moment, and said, "Silly little brother, it has nothing to do with you. I've disliked her for a long time. You should also wise up. She has a boyfriend and is just using you as a tool!"
Watching Fang Zhiyi help her move her luggage, Sister Xu felt a bit emotional: "You're a good young man. If I get the chance, I'll introduce my cousin to you. Listen to your older sister, don't just believe whatever anyone tells you from now on. Honest people are always the ones who lose out."
Fang Zhiyi merely nodded silently. In the span of a single day, he had lost a roommate, a romantic prospect, and the usually carefree Sister Xu.
Was it really all because of him? Fang Zhiyi felt a heavy weight on his heart.
He wanted to ask his grandfather, but his grandfather ignored him.
So, Fang Zhiyi sought out his two friends, Wang Hao and Zhong Jiafa. After hearing him complain for a bit, Zhong Jiafa showed an impatient expression: "Is this about that woman again? Have you never seen a woman before? Do you really have to hang yourself on this one tree?"
In the past, if Zhong Jiafa had spoken about Mengmeng like that, Fang Zhiyi definitely would have argued with him. But today was different; too many things had happened today.
Fang Zhiyi silently downed a glass of alcohol.
Wang Hao tried to smooth things over: "Oh come on, our Zhiyi is a warrior of pure love. How could a playboy like you ever understand? Zhiyi, come on, I'll drink with you."
Zhong Jiafa shot Wang Hao a look of disgust and let out a cold snort.
When he heard about Liu Mengmeng and the others getting fired, Zhong Jiafa perked up: "They should have been fired ages ago. If nothing else, your luck isn't bad."
Wang Hao patted Fang Zhiyi's shoulder: "I get it, I get it. You just don't want to hurt anyone. It's fine, I'll introduce someone to you later."
Fang Zhiyi smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had originally wanted to tell his two good buddies about his grandfather possessing his body, but his grandfather had warned him that he'd better not mention half a word about him, otherwise he would borrow his body to perform the art of streaking.
Halfway through the drinking session, Zhong Jiafa could no longer stand Fang Zhiyi's self-pity and stormed off angrily. That left only Wang Hao. He looked at Fang Zhiyi, whose face was flushed from drinking, and asked with a cheeky smile if he could borrow some money.
The originally heavily intoxicated Fang Zhiyi slowly turned his head, and the look in his eyes changed.
Wang Hao was a bit puzzled: "Ah, I took a bad step yesterday and my pockets were completely emptied out. Don't worry, your buddy will pay you back in a few days."
He said he would pay him back, but he never actually did.
Fang Zhiyi nodded: "Sure... but I only have cash, so I have to go back to get it."
Wang Hao was quite happy and couldn't wait to stand up: "Let's go then, I can walk you back while we're at it!"
However, what puzzled Wang Hao was that Fang Zhiyi seemed to have drank too much, leading him through narrow alleys the whole way. But thinking about getting the money, Wang Hao maintained his patience.
"Just up ahead," Little Hei said briefly.
Fang Zhiyi also spotted a few silhouettes. He coughed a couple of times. Those people, who had been staring out of the alley, all turned their heads at the sound. And among those people, Fang Zhiyi saw Liu Mengmeng's face.
"Great, he delivered himself right to our door!" The young man in the lead rolled up his sleeves. "Baby, it's him, right?"
"That's him. And that woman has probably already left." Liu Mengmeng's face was filled with toxic resentment.
"Zhiyi, let's get out of here quickly. Those guys don't look like good people..." Wang Hao felt his heart pounding as he watched the group approach, but when he turned his head, the completely drunk Fang Zhiyi was already nowhere to be seen.
"Good buddy! Run!" shouted Fang Zhiyi from a distance.
Wang Hao took to his heels and ran. But for the thugs who had come to block someone, beating up one person was as good as beating up another. Falling behind, Wang Hao naturally became their first target. Hearing the miserable screams coming from behind him, Fang Zhiyi was overjoyed.
"Good thing that kid was drunk, otherwise it really would have been a bit troublesome," Fang Zhiyi said in amusement.
And after Wang Hao was brutally beaten, the thugs, who were originally planning to swagger away, spotted Fang Zhiyi squatting not far away.
"Damn, you've got some serious guts!" Liu Mengmeng's boyfriend gripped the iron rod in his hand tightly. "If you have the balls, don't run!"
Fang Zhiyi slowly stood up: "Right back at you."
"What did you say? Do you know Brother Chuan's strength? Boy, how dare you cause our sister-in-law to lose her job!" A lackey on the side charged forward.
No one clearly saw how he fell to the ground. The opponent merely flicked him casually, and that guy smashed stiffly onto the ground.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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."
