["When did I say I was angry?"]
Little Black gave Lin Ran a haughty glance, its tail slightly raised as it continued walking forward with elegant feline grace.
Lin Ran let out a long sigh of relief, as if a weight had been lifted from his chest. "Good, I’m glad you’re not angry," he said with a sheepish grin, scratching his head.
Little Black shot him another look.
["Are you trying to ask when I’ll take you back again?"]
Lin Ran shook his head, his expression turning serious.
"I’m just genuinely concerned about you. If you die of anger, my 'get-out-of-death-free card' won’t be any use anymore. Besides, I haven’t thought of my third wish yet, so I won’t be making any requests for now."
The memory of his recent encounter with Little Luo Yao still sent a chill down his spine.
"I feel like my sudden appearance might have upset Luo Yao. I can’t just barge into her childhood again, so I need to think carefully about my third wish."
As he spoke, he fell into deep thought, Luo Yao’s face flashing in his mind—the person he cared about most. He didn’t want his recklessness to cause her any harm.
Hearing this, Little Black leaped off the steps and sauntered away with its usual graceful stride, light as a dancer.
["Then I’ll take my leave. Let me know when you’ve made up your mind."]
Lin Ran quickly stood up. "Hey! Don’t go yet—I have a gift for you!"
But the moment it heard the word "gift," Little Black bolted even faster, disappearing like a black lightning bolt, as if fleeing from something terrifying.
Lin Ran shook his head helplessly, a wry smile tugging at his lips as he glanced at the tracking device in his hand.
He looked up at the sky, where the sun hung high, casting a rare warmth over the cold winter day. Remembering Luo Yao’s stomach issues, he decided to head home and prepare some congee for her...
Meanwhile, inside Luo Corporation’s headquarters, the atmosphere was buzzing with activity.
The preliminary agreement between Luo Corporation and Samsung Group had been reached, filling the conference room with a mix of tension and excitement.
Samsung Group, South Korea’s top chaebol, had placed immense importance on this collaboration—a crucial opportunity to re-enter the Chinese market and secure their future.
They had sent their most capable representative, arriving with full sincerity.
But Luo Corporation played even harder, presenting terms so harsh that the Samsung delegation nearly gasped.
You want in? Fine. But all profits stay here.
Such a demand was practically unheard of in business negotiations—tantamount to treating Samsung as nothing more than a cash cow.
Yet, the Samsung representative, with remarkable decisiveness, agreed on the spot.
That representative was none other than the second wife of Samsung’s current patriarch and a high-ranking executive—Qian Yinshang.
Dressed in a tailored designer suit that accentuated her elegant figure, every detail of her appearance exuded luxury and sophistication.
Her confident smile never wavered, her sharp eyes radiating shrewdness and resolve.
"President Luo, I look forward to our partnership," Qian Yinshang said warmly, extending her hand in an attempt to ease the tension.
But Luo Yao didn’t reciprocate the gesture.
She merely cast a frosty glance at Qian Yinshang, her gaze as cold as midwinter ice, before turning away without a word.
To Luo Yao, this deal was just another move in a high-stakes game. Whether Samsung cooperated or not was irrelevant—she had far more ruthless strategies waiting in the wings.
Did Samsung think it alone could foresee the future and seek survival in China? Did they think she, Luo Yao, was blind to their motives?
Samsung was never her ally.
In her eyes, this so-called partnership was temporary—sooner or later, the masks would come off.
Superficial pleasantries meant nothing. A handshake? Pointless.
Right now, all she cared about was returning to her office and waiting for Lin Ran to bring her food. That was the only thing that truly brought her joy.
Qian Yinshang’s hand hung awkwardly in the air, her smile stiffening as a flicker of anger flashed in her eyes.
But she quickly suppressed it. She knew that compared to this woman, she was out of her league.
Luo Yao was the heiress of China’s top conglomerate, wielding absolute authority—unlike Samsung’s tangled internal politics.
A Luo Corporation executive quickly stepped in, politely inviting Qian Yinshang to lunch to smooth over the awkwardness.
Regaining her composure, Qian Yinshang nodded and followed the executive out.
Just then, her assistant rushed over with urgent news.
"Madam Qian, the young master has gone missing again."
The assistant sounded anxious—Park Gukchang, the second son, was notorious for his reckless antics.
But Qian Yinshang waved it off casually. "Let him be. Now that we’re in China, he can enjoy himself."
As long as he didn’t cause major trouble, she couldn’t be bothered.
The assistant bowed and retreated.
Meanwhile, back in her office, Luo Yao sat on the plush sofa, her eyes brimming with impatience.
Even a few hours apart from Lin Ran felt unbearable.
"Liu Meng, come with me. Let’s wait for A’Ran downstairs," she said, already striding toward the door.
Liu Meng blinked in surprise. "Huh?"
But seeing Luo Yao’s eager expression, she quickly replied, "Yes, ma’am."
Not far from Luo Corporation’s headquarters, a sleek, ultra-luxury supercar was parked along the main road.
Its dazzling metallic finish gleamed under the sun, drawing crowds of onlookers snapping photos.
The car exuded raw power, like a beast poised to strike.
Inside, two men were chatting and laughing.
"Boss, look at these Chinese girls—they act like they’ve never seen anything fancy, but damn, their faces are like works of art. Can’t help but stare," said Park Gukchang’s sycophantic assistant, leering at the women outside.
Park Gukchang, the second son of Samsung’s ruling family, had tagged along with his mother on this trip to China.
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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.
