No one knew what that sound was.
Just then, a woman walked out with blood all over her mouth—it was Lu Xiangting from the Lu Family.
"Waaah... sob... waaah..."
Liu Meng gave Luo Yao a slight nod.
Lin Ran: "Assistant Liu, what did you do to her?"
Luo Yao shot Lin Ran a strange look. "You care about her?"
Faced with her hostile tone, he didn’t dare admit it.
Of course, Lin Ran truly didn’t care about Lu Xiangting either.
"Just curious."
Luo Yao replied indifferently, "Had her tongue removed."
Lin Ran stared at Liu Meng in disbelief, and Liu Meng lowered her head.
What shocked Lin Ran was that after knowing Liu Meng for so long, he never realized she was such a ruthless figure.
Yet today, Liu Meng completely overturned his perception of her.
Earlier in the car, her knife strike had been swift and decisive, even carrying a hint of Luo Yao’s style.
Now, she had silently turned someone into a mute.
"I’ve underestimated Assistant Liu."
Liu Meng bowed her head even lower, unwilling to meet Lin Ran’s gaze.
"You flatter me, Young Master Lin."
Why didn’t she dare look at him? Because she was afraid Luo Yao might misunderstand.
As Luo Yao’s personal assistant, few understood her better than Liu Meng did.
Lin Ran: "But I want to know, what do we do now?"
Luo Yao smirked, looking at him. "That depends on my performance."
When Lu Lutong saw his daughter, he paled in horror and immediately rushed over with the Lu Family members.
"Daughter, what happened? Are you alright?"
"Waaah... sob... ugh..."
"Little sister, who hurt you? Was it her?" Lu Xiangji pointed at Liu Meng.
"Ugh... aah... wah..."
Lu Xiangdai frowned at his sister and pushed her hand aside.
Instantly, everyone’s eyes widened.
Lu Xiangting’s mouth was gushing blood.
"Her tongue... it’s gone?"
In an instant, all eyes turned toward Luo Yao, while Liu Meng sat there calmly with a gentle expression.
Most of the onlookers felt chills down their spines, their faces filled with shock.
"Why are you all looking at me? Don’t make baseless accusations—I didn’t do it."
Everyone had seen Liu Meng come out of there. If it wasn’t her, then who?
Lu Lutong, heartbroken, ordered someone to take his daughter to the hospital, but Lu Xiangdai stopped them to question her.
"Little sister, do you know who did this?"
Lu Xiangting was in so much pain she nearly passed out, but she still shook her head violently.
She truly didn’t know.
She had been in the restroom when suddenly the door was kicked open. Before she could see anything, someone grabbed her hair, covered her eyes, and then a cold sensation in her mouth turned into unbearable agony.
Unable to bear his daughter’s suffering any longer, Lu Lutong finally snapped. After sending her away, he roared at Luo Yao.
"President Luo, why would you do this?"
Luo Yao glanced at him dismissively. "Accusations require proof."
Lu Lutong’s eyes burned red as he turned to Li Chifen.
"Patriarch Li, this happened at your Li Family’s event. Aren’t you going to take responsibility?"
Li Chifen was also starting to have doubts.
He had underestimated Luo Yao. Whether or not she deserved the title of the top business heiress, one thing was undeniable—
She was insane.
And ruthless.
Moreover, this incident happened right before he was about to make an important announcement, as if it had been planned.
"President Luo, while we all saw you here the whole time, your assistant..."
Liu Meng immediately cut in, "Patriarch Li, evidence is required. I’m just a weak woman—how could I do such a thing? Or do you have proof?"
The Li Family couldn’t provide any evidence—and even if they could, they wouldn’t dare.
At high-profile events like this, recording was strictly prohibited. All cameras had been covered beforehand.
Even if they hadn’t been, there were no cameras inside the restroom—only outside.
But today, even the outside cameras had been covered.
There was no footage of whether anyone else had entered the restroom besides Liu Meng and Lu Xiangting.
Liu Meng had taken advantage of this to act boldly.
Luo Corporation’s goal was to humiliate them openly—what could they do about it?
And even if the cameras hadn’t been covered, the Li Family wouldn’t dare release the footage.
What would that accomplish? Telling everyone, "Be careful at business elite gatherings—we record everything"?
"Luo! Yao!"
Li Chifen was truly furious now. This enraged him even more than Luo Yao’s earlier insults.
The victim was from the Lu Family—not a core member, but still a representative of their house.
At a Li Family banquet, her tongue had been cut out.
If he didn’t handle this properly, the Lu Family would never let it go.
Though the three families were currently allied, it was only temporary.
At their core, they were competitors.
At this moment, Park Bo-gi, standing closest to Li Chifen, whispered, "Patriarch Li, if you want to deal with this woman now, Samsung is willing to assist."
Li Chifen gave him a cold look and didn’t respond.
He knew this situation wasn’t easy to resolve.
The three families and Samsung weren’t afraid of Luo Corporation.
But if Luo Yao really targeted him, would these so-called allies actually help?
They’d probably just watch the show.
So Park Bo-gi’s words were meaningless—his real goal was to provoke Li Chifen into fighting Luo Yao.
Li Chifen understood this perfectly.
Likewise, if the Lu Family turned against him, would anyone intervene? Of course not.
The three families and Samsung were only temporarily united to suppress Luo Yao in business.
With this in mind, Li Chifen knew what to do.
Offending a non-core member of the Lu Family was still better than provoking the head of Luo Corporation.
The injured girl was just the granddaughter of the Lu Family’s second son. The Lu Family had dozens of descendants—one more or less made no difference.
As for Lu Lutong, he’d find a way to compensate him later.
So Li Chifen glanced at a security guard in the corner.
Immediately, the guard collapsed, foaming at the mouth and convulsing. Another guard shouted, "He has epilepsy and mental illness! Everyone, stay back!"
The crowd was startled.
Wang Dacong: "Damn, the Li Family’s wild—hiring anyone."
At that moment, the man on the ground stopped convulsing, knelt, and began wailing.
"My name is Guo Bei, I’m sick—I have a mental disorder! I think I cut someone’s tongue out during an episode! I’m guilty! Please arrest me!"
Then he collapsed again, twitching violently.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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.”