Luo Wuyou's mind was reeling.
Luo Yao had also left home at eighteen—why was she so much more formidable?
In the past, Luo Wuyou had entertained the thought that if it ever came to a life-or-death struggle with Luo Yao, she might stand a chance. But now, that notion was utterly crushed.
Disgusted by Old Master Luo's shrill voice, Luo Yao kicked him square in the mouth.
"You had your chance to speak earlier. Now? No need."
Snapping back to reality, Luo Wuyou rushed to support Old Master Luo.
"Father! Are you alright?"
Old Master Luo: "Uwah—ahbah—wah!"
"Father! What are you saying?"
"Wah—ahbah—bah!"
Luo Wuyou stared at Luo Yao, her eyes burning with hatred—and fear.
"Luo Yao, what exactly do you want?"
Luo Yao looked puzzled. What did she want?
Wasn’t it them who issued the summons?
"Two things. First, hand over the family head’s key. Second, deliver Second Luo to me."
What Luo Yao sought was crucial—it involved the Luo family’s dragon vein, though no one knew what lay inside.
The key was split into two parts. One half belonged to the family head, but Luo Yao had seized the position through bloodshed, so she’d never obtained it.
This was Old Master Luo’s last lifeline.
The other half should have been with the guardian. But the previous guardian, Luo Wuyou, had failed in her role, so Second Luo—Luo Yao’s own uncle—had taken temporary custody, claiming Luo Wuyou wasn’t fit.
Later, when Luo Yao returned, she refused the guardianship and unleashed a massacre. Second Luo vanished.
Everyone assumed Luo Yao had imprisoned him.
No one had ever opened the Luo family’s treasure. Rumor said it required both keys.
But for generations, no guardian and family head had ever agreed to unlock it.
Luo Yao didn’t need the key—she just wanted to see what was inside. Was it something she required?
She hadn’t even known about the keys until after Second Luo disappeared.
Second Luo had been the most ruthless man of his generation.
"Don’t delude yourself. A woman has no right to control the Luo family’s legacy. Hand over Luo Corporation now," Luo Wuyou snapped, speaking for Old Master Luo, who could no longer articulate words.
It had just dawned on her why her father had clung to the key all these years—it was his only shield against death.
As long as he held it, Luo Yao wouldn’t kill him.
Luo Yao’s voice was ice. "No answer? Then silence it is."
"Uncle Fu, send this woman back there. She won’t see daylight again."
"Yes."
Luo Wuyou froze, a chill crawling down her spine.
The last time Luo Yao had sent her away, it had taken years to escape. Was she really going back?
Luo Yao’s disdainful gaze swept over her, and Luo Wuyou looked up—the scene was eerily familiar.
"Luo Wuyou, if I hadn’t used you as bait to lure out Second Luo, did you really think you could’ve escaped?"
What?
Luo Wuyou felt as if struck by lightning.
Now she understood why the heavily guarded facility had suddenly presented an opportunity.
It had all been Luo Yao’s design.
She was a pawn. Old Master Luo was a pawn.
Luo Yao cared nothing for blood ties.
"Ha! Haha—HAHAHA!" Luo Wuyou tore off her mask, revealing a face ravaged by burns, a grotesque contrast to her former allure.
Lin Ran recoiled—it was hideous.
"So we were all your pieces on the board. Luo Yao… you truly are heartless."
Her eyes flicked to Lin Ran.
"Little brother, be careful. This woman won’t love you. She’ll only use you."
Uncle Fu swiftly had Luo Wuyou bound. She gritted her teeth.
No. I have to fight back. What if—?
She lunged—but a dart struck her neck, pumping her full of sedatives.
Luo Wuyou: It’s over.
Luo Yao turned to Lin Ran, a flicker of panic in her eyes.
She was unsettled by Luo Wuyou’s words. What if Lin Ran believed them?
Everyone in this world could be a tool—but her A’Ran wasn’t.
Lin Ran grinned. "I love you, wife. You’re the best."
Luo Yao exhaled in relief, her icy glare sweeping the room.
The Luo family members shuddered, remembering her past brutality.
Why were only Luo Wuyou, Old Master Luo, and Luo Yao left of the main bloodline? Lack of heirs?
No. It was because years ago, in this very hall, a purge had left the family drenched in blood.
"You’ve fed on the Luo family’s wealth for years—yet you dared disrespect A’Ran?"
Before they could protest, Luo Yao cut in coldly.
"Expel them all. From today, they’re no longer under Luo family protection."
Uncle Fu moved instantly.
Luo Yao approached Lin Ran.
"A’Ran, did you hit them earlier… for me?"
The servants had reported Lin Ran’s outburst—how he’d slapped faces over their vile tongues.
"Damn right. They can insult me, but badmouth you? I’ll wreck them. ‘Give them face’? If I bowed to every demand, where’s my dignity?"
Luo Yao’s heart swelled with joy. Meanwhile, her guards dragged the offenders out at gunpoint.
Outside, under the barrels’ threat, Uncle Fu achieved a silent feat: severing one hand from each traitor.
From this day, few in the Luo family would remain whole.
Bi Yaolian, the second aunt, lost a hand—plus her tongue. After a pause, Uncle Fu ordered her "two balloons" removed too.
Hmm. No sign of him. Probably won’t show.
Only then was she released, left for others to scavenge.
Returning inside, Uncle Fu reported, "Young Miss, they’re gone."
Luo Yao nodded. "A’Ran, let’s leave. This place… unsettles me."
"Sure."
Lin Ran stood, amused by the day’s theatrics. Pity there weren’t snacks.
As they passed Old Master Luo’s wheelchair, the man had succumbed to pain-induced unconsciousness.
Luo Yao had him dumped in the back chambers to rot.
But she knew he’d cling to life.
He still craved his throne.
How delightful… when you finally reclaim it, only to find Luo Corporation no longer belongs to the Luos.
I can’t wait.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
