Fang Xinran: "!!!"
At this very moment.
She could clearly feel the movement of Lin Yu's palm.
The clearer the sensation became, the more her entire body tensed up, terrified to move a muscle.
What should she do?
What happens next?
Should she do something?
Or just sit up straight and wait?
She had absolutely no experience!
Fang Xinran's mind was currently filled with question marks, and she desperately wanted to go online and Google the answer.
Being physically prepared and being mentally prepared were two completely different things.
The inexplicable rhythm had suddenly fast-forwarded to the physical stage, leaving Fang Xinran completely bewildered.
Maybe...
She should play to her strengths?
Fang Xinran didn't have many other talents, but she was an expert at telling cold jokes!
After all, Lin Yu had praised her before, saying she told great cold jokes, hadn't he?
Fang Xinran's brain spun rapidly.
You don't say.
Drawing inspiration from the plot of the movie playing in front of them, she actually thought of a joke she could crack right now.
"L-Little Yu, I'm different from the sister-in-law in the movie."
"Because today I..."
"I didn't wear makeup, so there's no need to remove it!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Fang Xinran: "..."
As soon as these words came out.
Lin Yu indeed stopped moving.
Fang Xinran's heart went cold instantly.
It's over.
She had completely ruined it!
What the hell was she doing?
When the sentence ran through her head, she thought it was funny.
But now that it had actually left her mouth, it felt like it had a completely different flavor.
Would Lin Yu think there was something wrong with her?
That she was deliberately toying with him?
Fang Xinran had been panicking when his hand was moving, but now that it stopped, she didn't feel any better; in fact, why was she panicking even more?
At this moment, standing behind Fang Xinran, Lin Yu was trying his absolute hardest not to laugh.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
You don't say!
Usually, Lin Yu could only sense the first layer of senior sister Fang's dry humor—which was just purely cold.
But seeing her panic today and make up a joke on the spot really made Lin Yu want to laugh out loud.
But he couldn't laugh now. If he laughed, wouldn't his aura be broken?
This was the time for senior sister Fang to be nervous; she needed to feel the moment properly!
Since senior sister Fang's psychological defenses hadn't completely come down yet, now was not the best time to make a move.
Lin Yu didn't want to force himself upon a woman; he had to give enough respect.
Just as he was planning to completely withdraw his hand and sit back in his seat.
An accident happened...
In the split second that Lin Yu was about to pull back, Fang Xinran quickly reached out and grabbed him!
She seized Lin Yu's hand and pressed it firmly onto her shoulder.
Lin Yu: "???"
Oh ho?
What kind of move was this?
It truly caught Lin Yu off guard; his brain didn't have time to react or make a judgment.
Immediately following that.
"Phew..."
Fang Xinran let out a long breath and said:
"I'm sorry, Little Yu, I... did I ruin the atmosphere?"
"Because I've never experienced these things before, I didn't know how to respond."
"I got nervous just now and wanted to relax the mood, so I told a mindless cold joke."
"Please don't mind it. I didn't mean anything else by it, I just really... didn't know what to say."
"If it's not too late to fix it..."
"I hope that, like Sister Ziyi in the movie, I am wearing makeup today!"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Hiss!
You can't play like this.
This sudden burst of sincerity simply caught Lin Yu completely unprepared.
She hadn't ruined the atmosphere at all; Lin Yu had just wanted to make the atmosphere a bit more... you know.
That was why...
Ah! Man!
Hearing senior sister Fang's words, Lin Yu really wanted to slap himself!
He should be a decent human being tonight!
Stop tormenting the sincere senior sister Fang!
Lin Yu's other hand moved to cup senior sister Fang's cheek.
"Xinran, what are you thinking?"
"I was just trying to be a bit mischievous just now, to see if I could be as smooth as Uncle Ge... and just let it pass."
"Haha, but I discovered that your collar isn't that loose."
"I'm not an impatient person, and I'm not in a rush to go back tonight. We can drink wine and slowly relax."
"Do you need to be so nervous when you're with me?"
Lin Yu quickly found a reasonable excuse for his actions just now.
At least.
It sounded like a reason.
Fang Xinran turned her head, looking at Lin Yu emotionally, and said:
"So that's how it is. Is Ge You really your uncle?"
Lin Yu froze on the spot: "???"
Huh?
Was that a cold joke, or was she asking seriously?
Earlier, it didn't feel like she ruined the atmosphere.
But this sentence popping out truly left Lin Yu dumbfounded!
He simply didn't know how to follow that up!
...
Meanwhile.
Ghost Market Street, Guihang.
Shen Buyao, Shen Jiuyi, and Huang Feirong were gathered inside Sister Hong's office.
Today, in the dimly lit room, there was no gaming equipment on display.
The two Shen sisters hadn't come here to play games.
The Huang family of Pingchuan was currently facing a massive "disaster."
"Sister Hong, haven't you found out who is inciting this yet?"
"This is obviously targeted at Guihang!"
"Are you really planning to give a full refund to anyone who says they bought fake goods from you?"
"Right now it's only three people, but what if ten people come? Or twenty?"
"Are you planning to sell off the auction house?!"
Shen Buyao, with her fiery temper, couldn't understand Sister Hong's logic at all.
Clearly, they hadn't done anything wrong. Anyone with eyes could see they were being set up.
Yet Sister Hong actually wanted to swallow this insult and slowly investigate the truth.
From the moment the second person appeared jumping on the bandwagon claiming to have bought fakes, things had already started to go wrong.
And now, sure enough, a third one had appeared!
What was there to say?
Continuing to endure this was no joke.
However.
Shen Jiuyi's perspective was completely different from Shen Buyao's.
Without waiting for Sister Hong to respond, Shen Jiuyi spoke directly:
"I think Sister Hong is doing the right thing."
Shen Buyao took two steps forward, coming right up to Shen Jiuyi, and shouted at the top of her lungs:
"Of course you think she's right. You think anything that opposes me is right!"
"Should we just eat this humble pie?"
"I think your brain must be fried to say something like that."
Shen Buyao's outburst was completely within Shen Jiuyi's expectations.
The moment Shen Buyao approached, she plugged the ear on the side closest to Yao-Yao.
Only when Shen Buyao finished speaking did Shen Jiuyi remove her finger.
She then continued:
"If the other party stopped here, then Sister Hong's compensation would indeed be eating humble pie."
"But do you think the other party will stop?"
Shen Buyao raised her voice again:
"Of course they won't, so..."
Shen Buyao paused for a moment:
"What exactly do you mean?"
Her linear thought process simply couldn't comprehend what Shen Jiuyi was saying.
Sister Hong laughed heartily and said:
"Ahahaha, no wonder Little Jiu and I can get along so well; she understands my mind perfectly!"
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?!
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.
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.”
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!
