After a busy day, Fang Zhiyi had gotten to know quite a few people. He didn't mind the dirt or the exhaustion; in just one afternoon, he had run around several construction sites and conveniently helped out a few shop owners.
"I say, are you using scrap collecting as an excuse to do volunteer work? Even helping people throw away their trash?" Little Hei was even more confused.
"Just watch and learn. Otherwise, why would I drive a truck? At the very least, they all know now that there's a guy named Fang who used to work in transportation." Fang Zhiyi patted the dust off his clothes. "Alright, time to pick up the kid."
Fang Qingci hadn't expected Fang Zhiyi to come pick her up, let alone that he would actually be driving a small truck.
However, Fang Zhiyi could clearly sense that her mood wasn't quite right.
"What's wrong? You've had a long face ever since you saw me," Fang Zhiyi said, keeping his eyes on the road.
Fang Qingci hastily explained, "No, it's not that, Uncle. I... I've just fallen behind on too many lessons, and I feel like I can't understand what's being taught..."
"If you don't understand, just take your time and learn slowly. No one understands everything right from the start, and you aren't a genius," Fang Zhiyi said.
"Mhm..." Fang Qingci hesitated to speak, a reaction that did not escape Fang Zhiyi's notice.
Watching the small truck drive past the gate with that wretched girl sitting inside, Liu Wenxia's eyes went wide. Meanwhile, Fang Mingshan spat on the ground. "Bah, buying a broken-down truck. I bet the little bit of money he got from trading his wife isn't even enough to cover his showing off!"
Liu Wenxia, however, was calculating in her heart. Later on, she would have to track down that wretched girl and find out exactly how much money her uncle still had at home. As far as she was concerned, all that money rightfully belonged to her own family.
When her precious son was brought back by his grandfather, hearing Fang Tianqi say that his sister had actually gone to school made Liu Wenxia feel very uncomfortable. What did Fang Zhiyi mean by this? She had made her daughter drop out, only for him to send her back. Wasn't he just parading himself as a good person?
"That Fang... oh right, Mom, she even changed her name to Fang, Fang Qingci or something, and Uncle even bought her new clothes!" Fang Tianqi was visibly displeased when he said this.
"Bastard! How dare she change her name just like that! Her name was chosen by our whole family, what right does she have to change it?" Old Lady Fang, who was standing to the side, exploded with anger. She jumped up, ready to go find Fang Zhiyi. Liu Wenxia and her husband did nothing to stop her; it was the perfect opportunity to let the old woman go and knock some sense into Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi was as lazy as ever. Although he had bought groceries, he merely directed Fang Qingci to do the cooking while he stood by with his arms crossed, watching.
A knock came at the door of the small courtyard. Fang Zhiyi frowned, gesturing for Fang Qingci to continue, and turned to answer it. As soon as he opened the door, a wide-eyed Old Lady Fang began to interrogate him, "Fang Zhiyi! You unfilial wretch!"
Fang Zhiyi paused. "Unfilial? Should I be smiling or crying then?"
"You! How dare you change the name of that money-losing burden?" the old woman demanded imperiously.
Fang Zhiyi looked as if he had suddenly understood. "Setting the name change aside for a moment, you're at this age, yet you keep calling her a money-losing burden left and right... What? Weren't you a money-losing burden yourself back in the day?"
This single sentence completely choked off Old Lady Fang's words. Seeing her grinding her teeth in anger, Fang Zhiyi kindly reminded her, "Dentures are quite expensive these days, bite down gently."
"You unfilial son! How dare you talk back to your old mother!"
Fang Zhiyi put on an innocent face. "I'm not. I'm just going by your logic. Oh, so girls are money-losing burdens? Does that mean you're a man, or perhaps a hermaphrodite? I really wonder, you are a woman yourself, so why are you more active than anyone else when it comes to making things difficult for other women? Should I have the second brother and the others take you to get this checked?" Fang Zhiyi pointed at his head.
"You, you, you rebellious son! Rebellious son!"
Fang Zhiyi waved his hands repeatedly. "I can't handle such praise, stop flattering me. Oh, and furthermore, I gave Liu Wenxia one hundred and twenty thousand. Now Qingci is my daughter. I can change her name however I please. If I'm happy, I could even change her surname to my maternal grandmother's."
The aggressiveness of these words was maxed out, but Old Lady Fang was stunned into silence. "You said, how much money did you give your second brother's wife?"
"One hundred and twenty thousand! And she raised the price at the last minute too. Your whole family is truly bizarre. Take care, I won't see you out!" Fang Zhiyi slammed the door shut. The loud crash turned the old woman's face a livid shade of green, her anger surging upwards. But looking at the closed door in front of her, she didn't continue to pound on it; instead, she turned and left.
One hundred and twenty thousand! That Liu Wenxia had adamantly claimed it was only eighty thousand! This cheap tramp had been married into the family for so long and was actually secretly hoarding money!
"Uncle, what are you doing?" Although Fang Qingci was in the kitchen, because the old woman's voice was so loud, she had heard every word her grandmother said. Her heart couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. It wasn't until she heard her uncle close the door that she walked out, only to see him pressing his ear against the door like a thief.
"Hehe, she's gone. There's a good show to watch, want to go?" Fang Zhiyi had a wicked smile on his face.
Fang Qingci froze for a moment, then shook her head. "I still have to do my homework after eating."
"Bookworm. Then I'll go, I'll tell you all about it when I get back." Fang Zhiyi couldn't wait.
"Uncle, the food..."
"You eat first, just leave some for me!" Fang Zhiyi didn't forget to remind her over his shoulder. "Eat more meat, look how skinny you are. If people say I'm abusing you later, I'll be wrongfully accused to death."
Without waiting for Fang Qingci to speak, he ran off in a flash.
"Mother, what's wrong?" Fang Mingshan looked at his mother, who had returned furious, and immediately frowned. "Did the eldest brother make you angry?"
Old Lady Fang was panting heavily. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Liu Wenxia's voice. "That Fang Zhiyi has always been unfilial, it still has to be our family..."
"Shut up! You cheap slut!"
The sudden curse left Liu Wenxia stunned. "Wh-what did you say?"
"I'm talking to you! How much money did Fang Zhiyi give you to adopt that little bitch? Tell me!"
Liu Wenxia immediately panicked, her eyes darting away. Seeing this, Old Lady Fang was practically certain that what Fang Zhiyi had said was true.
"Mother, what are you talking about!" Fang Mingshan was a bit bewildered.
"This good wife of yours took one hundred and twenty thousand from your eldest brother, but told our family it was only eighty thousand!"
"Huh?" Fang Mingshan turned to look at his wife. "One hundred and twenty thousand?"
Liu Wenxia grew anxious. "What one hundred and twenty thousand! It was clearly one... just eighty thousand! Why would I lie to you!"
"Did you hear that? Did you hear that? This cheap tramp definitely wanted to use the money to subsidize her maiden family! She was like this before, and she's still like this now!" Old Lady Fang pointed excitedly at Liu Wenxia.
Liu Wenxia was displeased; her relationship with her parents-in-law had never been good to begin with. "You old undying hag, who are you talking about!"
"You dare curse at me?" Old Lady Fang had already suffered a rebuff at Fang Zhiyi's place and had a belly full of anger with nowhere to vent. Instantly, she grabbed the walking stick in her hand and threw it at Liu Wenxia. After dodging it, Liu Wenxia stepped forward and swung her hand to strike.
It was only after his old mother took a hit that Fang Mingshan reacted. "You stinking bitch! You dare hit my mother! Are you crazy!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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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.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
