"I thought I could finally have a satisfying fight, but it turns out you haven’t improved at all after all these years. What a waste."
Hearing Luo Yao’s taunt at Luo Bangsheng, Lin Ran wore a bitter expression.
If Luo Bangsheng was a waste, then what did that make him?
Luo Bangsheng couldn’t understand—no matter how hard he had tried, why did he still lose to Luo Yao?
Luo Yao stared down at Luo Bangsheng beneath her dagger.
"Speaking of which, you’re a traitor to the Luo family. As the current head, I have the right to deal with you—Liu Meng."
Liu Meng immediately restrained Luo Bangsheng.
"Take him back to the estate and hand him over to Uncle Fu for custody."
"Got it."
Luo Bangsheng sighed.
"Luo Yao, I admit defeat. But can you at least make it quick?"
Luo Yao didn’t respond. Instead, she turned her gaze to the stunned group led by Lu Lutong.
"Just now, you said I was acting lawlessly?"
Lu Youhu was too terrified to speak, but Lu Ludu quickly defused the tension.
"What my uncle meant was that you, Chief Luo, are the sky over the Luo family. Honestly, we have no real grievances with you."
Luo Yao’s expression turned icy.
"You once dared to lay a hand on me—how can you claim there’s no grudge? Your brother offended Ah Ran, your nephew crossed me, and as for your niece… I won’t even bother mentioning her. She deserved what she got."
At that moment, Lu Youqi stepped forward.
"Lu Ludu, never thought I’d be the last one standing, did you? Do you know why Chief Luo sided with me instead of you?"
"Because I can offer better terms. The Lu family’s external affiliates will listen to me, not you."
Liu Meng rolled her eyes. "Who said you won?"
Lu Youqi: "...???"
By then, Lin Ran had already positioned himself beside Luo Yao.
Luo Yao cast a sidelong glance at Lu Youqi.
"By harboring a traitor of the Luo family, are you trying to oppose me, Luo Yao?"
Lu Youqi’s face fell, his dignity as a family head completely shattered.
By now, he fully understood Luo Yao’s power.
The Lu family wasn’t even in the same league—she dominated not just the business world but was also terrifyingly formidable in combat.
"Chief Luo, I swear I had no idea Ah San was your family’s traitor! If I’d known, I would’ve handed him over for benefits long ago."
He wasn’t lying.
"Good. Remember this—today I can save you, and tomorrow I can wipe you out completely."
Lu Youqi let out a relieved breath.
Those words were his reassurance—though he knew it would come at a steep price.
But he had already accepted that outcome.
Just then, a young girl burst in from outside.
"Are Luo Yao and Lin Ran here? Move aside!"
The girl was none other than Lu Xiangshi, an avid shipper of Luo Yao and Lin Ran’s "Luo Shen Jiang Lin" pairing.
Freshly 18 and full of mischief, she was a beloved but politically irrelevant figure in the Lu family.
Having just returned from a wild outing, she saw the crowd and heard Luo Yao and Lin Ran were inside—so she charged in without hesitation.
As a favored granddaughter with a cheerful personality, no one stopped her.
"Oh my god, it really is Luo Yao and Lin Ran! Can I get your autographs? I’m a huge fan of your CP!"
Both Luo Yao and Lin Ran were stunned.
They had shippers now?
And what the hell was "Luo Shen Jiang Lin"?
Lu Youqi: "Ridiculous."
Lu Ludu: "Absurd."
Lu Lutong: "Insane."
Lu Xiangshi: "I love it."
Luo Yao ignored the girl, her disgust barely concealed.
"Liu Meng, bring out the contract."
At this point, Lu Ludu finally snapped.
"Chief Luo, this is a private matter of the Lu family. Isn’t this overstepping?"
"Don’t ask me. Ask the ones who’ll judge you."
???
Suddenly, the blaring sirens of police cars pierced the air as a fleet of vehicles swarmed the scene.
"You called the cops?"
Luo Yao looked at him like he was already dead.
"You should know I was the one who reported the Lu family’s drug trafficking. And you should also know the evidence I have is enough to bury you. Even I wouldn’t dare touch that filth in China—yet you did. How many bullets do you think you’ll get?"
Lu Xiangshi gasped. "Eighth Uncle, you’re that hardcore? You dealt drugs?"
Lu Ludu glared at Luo Yao. "Why?"
"I just love watching you despair."
Lu Ludu’s eyes darkened. "So you’ve never let go of that incident where I offended you years ago? I apologized, explained it was the old man’s orders, and you even broke my bones. Wasn’t that enough?"
Luo Yao smirked. "If apologies worked, we wouldn’t need police. Besides, I hold grudges."
A chill ran down Lu Youqi’s spine.
That unfilial son had pinned the blame on him, and Luo Yao just admitted she never forgets.
So what did that mean for him?
Suddenly, Lu Ludu burst into manic laughter.
"Hahahaha! You think it’s over this easily? Did you really think I had no backup plan?"
"This was meant as a last resort to take the old man down with me. Never thought I’d use it now."
Luo Yao’s pupils contracted—she sensed an unprecedented threat.
Police officers stormed in, their numbers overwhelming. Given the Lu family’s influence, the armed response was justified.
"Protect Ah Ran!"
Luo Yao’s bodyguards encircled the two, while she threw herself over Lin Ran.
Lu Ludu slapped his wheelchair three times.
A series of deafening explosions erupted across the Lu estate.
"If I can’t have it, no one will! Hahaha—let’s all die together!"
Lu Ludu descended into madness. Even his own allies stared at him in horror.
The newly arrived officers dropped to the ground in trained unison.
Lu Youhu, caught off-guard, was blasted away like a cannonball, landing motionless.
The bodyguards tightened their formation around Lin Ran and Luo Yao.
Liu Meng yanked Chen Qingtian behind a table, shielding them from debris.
In a flash, Lin Ran pulled Luo Yao aside—a sharp stone grazed his cheek, drawing blood, but he didn’t flinch.
He had protected her.
"Ah Ran… are you okay?"
"I’m fine. Don’t worry."
Before anyone could recover from the first blast—
"You thought that was it? Not a chance!"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
