Wang Biao tactfully stopped disturbing the young people's fun.
After he left,
the two women each released Lin Yu and began scrutinizing him with fresh eyes.
Shen Buyao stared at his upper half: "College boy, you're really something, huh? Getting along so well with Old Wang?"
Huang Feirong eyed his lower half: "College boy, you're really something, huh? Getting along so well with something so big!"
Lin Yu: "..."
You two better be talking about the same thing!
Running into Wang Biao, his "flower shop landlord," here was something Lin Yu genuinely hadn’t expected.
Turns out, big property owners really are the low-key wealthy type.
Judging by how casually Wang Biao had interacted with Shen Buyao,
it was obvious—
he was a regular here.
As for whether his status was high or not...
there was just no way to tell!
Shen Buyao seemed to talk to everyone in the same tone.
Age? Status? Didn’t matter—she’d roast you first.
Honestly, Lin Yu could’ve explained his relationship with Wang Biao in just two sentences.
But since Shen Buyao didn’t know and had already decided Lin Yu was "not simple,"
he might as well let this beautiful misunderstanding slide.
"I... I didn’t expect to run into Biao here either," Lin Yu said. "Never heard him mention being into antiques before."
Shen Buyao stepped closer,
one hand on her hip, the other resting on Lin Yu’s shoulder:
"Who knows? Maybe some Tiger Bro or Dragon Bro will pop up next?"
Lin Yu waved it off:
"No way. I’m just a college student—how many people could I possibly know?"
That much was true.
Aside from the girls in his apartment, Wang Biao was the only person of note Lin Yu knew in Pingchuan.
Shen Buyao studied Lin Yu’s eyes but didn’t press further.
Instead, she continued:
"Bringing you here today wasn’t to auction your treasure on the spot.
With something this rare, barely anyone here would even qualify to bid.
Since you’ve decided to auction the Hibiscus Plate, I’ll introduce you to the head of Gui Market later to set terms.
For big deals like this, Gui Market needs at least two days to promote before holding a special auction."
That sounded reasonable enough.
Lin Yu had no objections.
A transaction worth millions happening too fast would’ve been suspicious anyway.
Curious, Lin Yu asked:
"Can you help me arrange auctions for the two jade pieces too, Yaoyao-jie?"
From the system’s intel,
Lin Yu knew a "Shen family member" would likely approach him.
But unless Shen Buyao said it herself,
he couldn’t let on that he already knew.
"College boy, didn’t I say I’d take them?" Shen Buyao replied.
"To be precise, the ‘Shen family’ will buy those jades.
That old cow hasn’t shown up yet, but you’ll meet her soon.
Don’t worry about the price—you or whoever’s behind you can take those pieces to any appraiser.
When that old cow makes an offer, she won’t shortchange you!"
Typical Social Queen Yaoyao.
Even her own family wasn’t spared—
"old cow" this, "old cow" that,
leaving Lin Yu struggling not to imagine just how "capitalized" this person must be.
From what Lin Yu observed,
they were near the auction hall entrance.
Dozens of guests milled about in small groups, exchanging pleasantries.
Aside from a few initial greetings to Shen Buyao,
no one dared approach their little bubble afterward.
Likely thanks to her sheer presence—
just standing there created an automatic exclusion zone!
Fifteen minutes later,
the entrance cleared out,
leaving only two tall men in black cloth shoes by the doors.
Shen Buyao checked her phone, then barked at them:
"Hey! Fetch me tonight’s auction catalog."
One of the men immediately jogged into the venue.
Huang Feirong muttered: "First of all, my name isn’t ‘Hey’~"
Lin Yu: "..."
The Queen of Raunch really has seen all kinds of films, huh...
Soon, Shen Buyao held the catalog.
Her eyes skimmed it rapidly—
Lin Yu had no clue what she was looking for.
Within a minute,
she crumpled the paper and tossed it into a nearby bin.
"Let’s go," she declared, striding off. "With junk like this, those two definitely won’t show."
Lin Yu: "Yaoyao-jie, where are we—"
Shen Buyao: "To find her mom and that old cow!"
Huang Feirong: "Can I skip this? Pretend I got lost?"
......
The trio returned to the elevator, ascending one floor to B1.
Just one level up,
yet the noise difference was staggering.
While downstairs buzzed with activity,
this floor was eerily quiet,
lit only by faint wall lamps barely illuminating the path.
The dimness didn’t bother Lin Yu—
his enhanced vision thrived on minimal light.
But with nothing but white tiles lining the sterile hallway,
there wasn’t much to see anyway.
Only after turning into the "building proper" did decorations appear.
As they walked,
more "black cloth shoes" men nodded at the women without stopping or questioning them.
If Lin Yu had to guess,
this was likely the Gui Market head’s "office."
The main hall’s classical décor exuded refined elegance,
its walls adorned with a sharply calligraphered "Gui" character.
Yet something felt off...
Ever since leaving the elevator,
Lin Yu’s heightened hearing had picked up a strange sound—
"Tap tap tap..."
Faint in the hallway,
it grew clearer in the "office" lobby.
Not keyboard clattering,
but similarly rhythmic.
Inside,
a bespectacled woman in a white blouse and pencil skirt
hurried over from a reception-like desk.
"Miss Feirong, Miss Yao, you’re here?"
"Sister Hong and the others are—"
Before she could finish,
Shen Buyao brushed past:
"I know where they are. No need to guide us."
"With that racket, you think I’m deaf?"
As Huang Feirong passed,
she plucked the woman’s employee badge from her neckline and tucked it into her breast pocket.
"Heh, put it right here—much sexier, right?"
"Wouldn’t you agree, college boy?"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Why drag me into your employee harassment?!
I’m a respectable man!
Scrambling after Shen Buyao,
Lin Yu couldn’t look the receptionist in the eye anymore.
At the first inner door,
Shen Buyao shoved it open without hesitation.
"Tap tap tap..."
"Tap tap tap..."
"Hadouken! You’re done for, Little Jiu! Crawl back to your mom!"
"In your dreams! This is my best Mai Shiranui!"
"..."
The room housed an old-school arcade machine,
where two women’s voices—one deep and domineering, the other light and playful—bantered over the game’s sounds.
Lin Yu finally realized what those strange sounds he had been hearing truly were...
Shen Buyao and Huang Feirong were so addicted to gaming they couldn’t tear themselves away.
So it’s fucking hereditary after all!
...
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.
