Huang Feiya stood frozen in place, utterly bewildered.
Throughout their conversation, Lin Yu had always been on the passive side.
How could the tables have suddenly turned?
Lin Yu actually called her out by name?
Asking to borrow a person from her father—who else could it be but her!
Huang Feiya absolutely hadn't anticipated such a situation.
Much less had she thought about how to respond.
Huang Daoqi looked at his daughter and said cheerfully,
"Sure, that's fine. As long as it's something we can help with..."
"Boss Lin, you don't need to be polite with us."
"Um..."
"Is it convenient to ask what it's about?"
Huang Daoqi spoke nicely, telling Lin Yu not to stand on ceremony.
But in the end, he still vaguely asked what the matter was.
This was enough to show one thing.
In Huang Daoqi's heart, his daughter's position was quite high.
If Lin Yu made the demands of an old rogue, asking Huang Feiya to sacrifice something.
Huang Daoqi might just jump up and beat Lin Yu fiercely.
The fact that he dared to agree first showed that he could tell Lin Yu wasn't a scoundrel.
"The appraisal, transportation, and pre-auction protection of the three antiques..."
"I want to entrust full responsibility for them to Miss Huang Feiya!"
"I wonder if everyone can agree to this?"
Although Lin Yu felt in his heart that there was a high probability Huang Feiya wouldn't pull another bait-and-switch.
He still had to completely eliminate the possibility.
Even the slightest spark had to be snuffed out in time.
With Huang Feiya in charge of protection, if something really went wrong, she absolutely wouldn't be able to afford the compensation.
Of course.
This was only a minuscule probability.
More importantly.
Lin Yu requested Huang Feiya's full participation to send two signals.
The first...
Sister Hong: "Does Xiaoya know how to appraise treasures? I've never heard her mention it before!"
Shen Buyao: "Lin Yu, not just anyone knows how to appraise antiques."
Huang Feirong: "Huang... My cousin really doesn't know how to appraise treasures. Dayu, the appraisal can be done by someone from the Gui Firm."
Lin Yu paid no attention to what everyone was saying; his gaze remained locked on Huang Feiya.
Huang Feiya: "!!!"
The few people familiar with her knew that she didn't understand the antique circle, let alone any appraisal.
That was why everyone chimed in, telling Lin Yu to find someone else for the appraisal.
But Lin Yu's eyes...
Didn't seem like he was just making a wild guess!
His certain demeanor made it seem as if he had already seen through everything.
This threw Huang Feiya's mind into rapid calculation.
If she went along with what everyone was saying and continued to pretend she didn't know how to appraise antiques...
Would she completely lose Lin Yu's trust in the subsequent process?
Even if he didn't have much trust in her now anyway.
But if she acted a bit more daring and responsible, the effect would naturally be different from evading it.
Huang Feiya could already be entirely certain.
Lin Yu had investigated her!
To even know about the antique appraisal, it was definitely no ordinary investigation.
She was the one who dragged Lin Yu into this mess.
When Lin Yu called her out to hint at her, she naturally couldn't easily retreat.
"Everyone, I accept all of Boss Lin's requests."
"Actually, what you all don't know is that I have done some research on methods of appraising antiques."
"After all, growing up in the Huang family, wouldn't it be a joke to outsiders if I knew nothing at all?"
Everyone present couldn't help but look at her in astonishment: "!!!"
Especially Sister Hong, whose gaze toward Huang Feiya underwent a noticeable change.
With the various signs Lin Yu kept hinting at, it seemed Sister Hong had gained a rough understanding in her heart.
Shen Buyao stared wide-eyed at Shen Jiuyi.
As if trying to catch even the slightest signal from her eyes.
Shen Jiuyi just shook her head to herself, completely clueless as to what was going on.
Lin Yu had done what he needed to do.
Next.
How the situation would develop from here was not his concern.
At least for this step.
He had snatched the initiative back into his own hands!
Seeing Lin Yu head for the door to leave, the two women of the Shen family stood up to follow.
Sister Hong quickly said to Huang Feirong,
"Why are you still standing there in a daze?"
"Are you waiting for me to go out and show Little Yu and the others around?"
Huang Feirong immediately reacted and caught up with the three of them.
"No, no, no, I'll do it, I'll do it!"
"I'll be the one to host Dayu and his family!"
"Third Uncle, Sister Xiaoya, take your time chatting."
Able to slip away from this place of trouble, Huang Feirong was overjoyed.
This night of torment was finally over.
Staying with Third Uncle and Huang Feiya, every time Huang Feiya showed a bit of competence, her mom would belittle her.
She had been fed up with staying there for a long time and was eager to evacuate the scene immediately.
Just in time.
Lin Yu's eye-catching performance just now left Huang Feirong with a multitude of questions she wanted to ask.
Huang Feirong ran out after the group like a wisp of smoke.
...
"Stupid Lin Yu, did you know Huang Feiya all along, or did you specifically investigate her? When exactly did you meet her!"
"Dayu, Dayu, you're so badass! How did you find out she knows how to appraise antiques? I've known her for so many years, no, no, no, not just me... even my mom didn't know!"
"The secrets Lin Yu is hiding are no fewer than Huang Feiya's."
"Tell us, tell us quickly, what secrets are you hiding, kid!"
"Yeah, Dayu, stop keeping us in suspense. There are no outsiders here right now!"
"..."
They had just stepped out of the lounge.
The three women pestered Lin Yu, frantically throwing one question after another at him.
Wanting to get accurate answers from Lin Yu.
Since Lin Yu dared to say that from the beginning, he had already made plans.
As the time they spent interacting increased, many things would increasingly surface.
Lin Yu still had to live together with his roommates for a very, very long time.
Naturally, it was impossible to keep everything hidden forever.
Sooner or later, there would be a day to lay his cards on the table.
Rather than waiting for them to discover things bit by bit and come running to ask him then.
It was better to choose an appropriate moment and take the initiative to reveal it.
Today's opportunity was not bad.
Lin Yu said calmly,
"Hasn't Ying'er chatted with you guys about it?"
"She isn't the only hacker in the apartment. My network skills are also pretty good."
"If I want to look into something, isn't it a piece of cake?"
Lin Yu didn't explain in too much detail. A simple little flex was enough to smooth things over.
Saying too much would only have the opposite effect.
The three women firmly believed Lin Yu's explanation without a doubt.
Shen Buyao: "Damn, you're a hacker too?"
Huang Feirong: "No wonder you're so good at playing games!"
Shen Jiuyi: "That doesn't sound like it has any direct connection to playing games."
Huang Feirong: "How could it not? The underlying principles are the same!"
Shen Buyao: "Aren't hackers all really creepy? Stupid Lin Yu, have you ever secretly hacked us?"
Lin Yu: "???"
Huang Feirong: "That goes without saying. Dayu might even have your private photos!"
Shen Buyao: "..."
Lin Yu: "..."
He actually did!
"..."
A heated discussion regarding Lin Yu's abilities then took place on the spot.

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.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!