Twenty minutes later.
Inside the Xia family courtyard.
Xia Zhenfeng stood with his hands behind his back, speaking coldly to Hong Lan:
"Can you drive alone?"
"Do you want me to have Shanshan take you back?"
Hearing this, Xia Xiashan immediately stepped forward.
She said gently:
"Aunt Lan, let me take you back. You..."
"Let me take you to a hospital first to check on his condition?"
Xia Zhenfeng added:
"Find a good hospital, I'll pay whatever it costs!"
His stern tone indicated that his anger had not yet subsided.
Lei Siren, who had been dragged into the passenger seat of the car, was completely unconscious.
It was Lin Yu who had helped get him into the seat.
Moving Lei Siren even a tiny bit would elicit groans of pain from him.
Once in the car, he passed out instantly, leaning motionless against the seat.
If he hadn't confirmed that his breathing was normal, Lin Yu would have worried he had died right then and there!
Xia Zhenfeng's outburst this time was a classic case of beating the grass to scare the snake.
He struck without any hesitation, making Lin Yu tremble with fear.
Usually, the more combat power a person possesses, the more mindful they are of their lethality toward ordinary people.
Lin Yu didn't know if Xia Zhenfeng did it on purpose or if he simply lacked that filter in his brain.
It completely stunned Lin Yu!
This had nothing to do with personal strength; it was entirely his stubborn, fierce favoritism toward his daughter that made Xia Zhenfeng willing to do anything at any cost.
Lin Yu couldn't help but overthink...
What if.
What if one day Xia Zhenfeng discovered Lin Yu's identity as a fake boyfriend.
How would he deal with him?!
Today's incident.
It also showed Lin Yu the many faces of the rich.
On one side was Xia Zhenfeng's reckless arrogance.
On the other was Hong Lan's extreme endurance!
"No, no, there's really no need for the trouble."
"Brother Zhenfeng, I already feel very guilty, please don't bother Shanshan."
"I can take him back myself, it's no problem."
"Thank you, Brother Zhenfeng, for showing mercy. When his head is a bit clearer, I will definitely bring him back to apologize in person."
Even though her son had been beaten, she still had to say thank you.
After all.
Apart from teaching Lei Siren a lesson, Xia Zhenfeng hadn't said anything else.
It most likely wouldn't affect the business cooperation between the two families.
For Hong Lan, this was already a very good outcome.
What more could she ask for?
With her son lying in the car in an unknown condition, Hong Lan didn't dare to linger.
Seeing that Xia Zhenfeng didn't reply, she quickly said:
"You guys go on inside, I won't disturb you any longer."
"Brother Zhenfeng, sorry for the trouble!"
"Little Lin, Weiwei, Shanshan, come visit our home when you have time."
"..."
Until Hong Lan completely left the Xia family.
The semi-permanent smile on her face didn't slip even a tiny bit.
Xia Yiwei couldn't help but pull Lin Yu aside, asking in a low voice:
"Little Master, how do you feel?"
Lin Yu couldn't help but sigh in admiration:
"Being a mother really isn't easy, and being the mother of a prodigal son is even harder!"
Xia Yiwei shrugged her shoulders and said with a bored expression:
"I wasn't asking how you felt about that... I meant that!"
Lin Yu: "That?"
After a delayed reaction.
Looking at Xia Yiwei's meaningful gaze, Lin Yu finally realized what she was talking about!
Lin Yu: "..."
What time was it?
She still had the mood to joke!
The nurse sister really had a big heart!
But if her heart wasn't big, how could she have been at home today...
"Let's go, don't let a piece of rat shit ruin the mood."
"Little Lin, I heard you can drink quite a bit?"
Xia Zhenfeng's gaze fell on Lin Yu, and his lethality struck again!
This time, it wasn't a posture of wanting to beat someone to death.
It was a posture of wanting to drink someone to death!
Lin Yu could drink?
Who said that?
No one mentioned drinking today!
It wasn't even noon yet, were they going to have a huge drinking session first?
Lin Yu looked at Xia Yiwei, sending out an SOS signal.
It wasn't that his physical constitution couldn't handle drinking.
It was just that since it was his first time visiting, it would be better to hold back a little.
Xia Yiwei seemed to receive Lin Yu's signal and said directly to her father:
"Dad, you're getting on in years, be careful."
"If Little Lin drinks you under the table, the one being sent to the hospital will be you!"
Lin Yu: "???"
Good on this nurse sister!
Is this how she persuades people?
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
