Lin Jian was also taken aback. He hadn’t expected that in a room with just four and a half people, there’d be someone competing with him for attention.
"Maybe I should be the one to move out. I don’t blame my brother for hating me. After all, the whole country hates me right now. He’s just like everyone else. These past few days, I’ve finally experienced what family and a father’s love feel like. I’m satisfied."
As he spoke, Lin Jian began packing his things to leave. Lin Tianba, lying on the floor, let out a disdainful snort.
Lv Renqi was stunned again, a wave of guilt rising in his heart. This son must have suffered so much over the years.
"Lv Jian, apologize to your brother."
Lv Jian was shocked. He hadn’t expected Lin Jian to challenge him like this.
Naturally, he refused to apologize and stormed out in anger.
Seeing this, Lv Renqi realized he might have shown favoritism. He’d never been good at balancing things, so it wasn’t something he was skilled at.
Watching his eldest son leave, another pang of guilt hit him.
"Xiao Jian, your brother…"
"I know, Dad. He’s just angry. Don’t worry, I’ll apologize when he comes back."
Lv Renqi smiled. Over the past few days, he’d found himself growing quite fond of this son.
Who said this son was no good? He was absolutely amazing—understanding, kind, and considerate.
After dinner, Lin Jian returned to his bedroom, his face dark as he plotted how to kick Lv Jian out for good next time.
Checking the time, he saw it was his scheduled livestream hour, so he set aside his "grudge" and turned on the broadcast.
As the stream went on, Lin Jian kept receiving transfers from rival streamers, and finally, a happy smile spread across his face.
[Three-Inch Teacher]: Huh? What’s he smiling about? Is he addicted to beating himself up? Does he not know his location’s already been exposed?
[Midnight with 0]: Maybe the kid’s just dumb?
Ten minutes later, frantic knocking, glass shattering, and curses erupted in Lin Jian’s livestream.
His bewildered face appeared on the screen, much to the amusement of the viewers.
[Stop gifting, save for the kids’ New Year money.]: No way, no way! Is this dumb streamer not reading the chat? Does he still not know his address is out? If I weren’t outside the capital, I’d go block his spawn point myself. Never seen a trash dad, scum mom, and incestuous son combo in real life before.
[Body on Earth, Heart in Paris]: What you’re doing is wrong. This crosses legal and moral boundaries. I’ve already reported it to the cops. Guess I’m just too kind.
[Three Billion-Dollar Deals a Day]: Some people I don’t even want to insult because it’d dirty my mouth, but I’ll say it anyway—hey, upstairs, I’m a locksmith with all kinds of keys. You match?
Lin Jian’s confusion lasted only seconds before a loud crash echoed through the stream.
"Who are you—?"
At the same time, the livestream was cut off. Lin Ran was pleased.
The law couldn’t punish the masses. He knew those netizens would likely face no consequences—maybe a fine or a few days in detention at worst.
Of course, that was assuming the Lin family didn’t get beaten to death.
The world wasn’t short of saints, nor was it lacking in angry youths.
The Lin family’s actions had trampled over these youths’ moral compasses. They’d been itching to teach this family a lesson for a long time.
Though Lin Jian’s stream ended, the chaos continued.
Lin Jian stared in disbelief at the swarm of netizens rushing in, his head spinning.
This was his first time meeting fans in person, and he had no idea how to handle it.
"Are you… my fans?"
"We’re your dads."
The netizens barged in, some even pulling out their phones to livestream the scene.
Lin Ran found another stream to keep watching the spectacle.
Then, his eyes widened, and his lips curled into a Nike swoosh of shock once more.
Followed by, "HAHAHA!"
In the bedroom, Lin Tianba was tied to a chair, covered in bruises—clearly subjected to inhuman abuse.
His eyes were vacant, his spirit broken, like a corpse with its eyes open.
Meanwhile, Liu Yuemei and Lv Renqi sat up in bed, staring in shock at the intruders.
The excitement from a minute ago was gone, replaced only by confusion and fear.
"Who are you people?"
Amid the chaotic noise, Lin Ran could no longer make out the visuals, so he switched to another stream to check on Lin Jian.
Lin Jian was cornered in another bedroom, and netizens had even discovered his transaction records with other streamers.
This revelation broke countless viewers.
[I’ve Met Many Lin Jians in My Life]: So what the hell is even real? Why fake a PK battle? I thought I was contributing to Lin Jian’s self-harm career.
[Soft Grass by the River]: Technically, you did contribute—just to an even more Lin Jian-esque streamer.
[Heartfelt]: I kinda saw it coming, but damn, Lin Tianba’s got it rough. Looks like he got beaten beyond recognition. And were they just acting out some artsy drama earlier? Almost feel bad for him.
Even Lin Ran started pitying Lin Tianba.
He tried putting himself in those shoes.
Three seconds later.
He nearly lost it.
"Damn, Lin Tianba, you’re a real legend. I salute you."
It was just too brutal. He could practically see Liu Yuemei and Lv Renqi going at it right in front of Lin Tianba.
Ew… so twisted, so disgusting, so delightfully entertaining.
Within minutes, the cops arrived, and the netizens scattered like roaches.
The officers didn’t bother stopping them, citing "understaffing," though in reality, they just couldn’t be bothered.
They had two goals: first, to disperse the crowd and prevent major incidents.
Second, to make arrests.
The netizens had reported the stream, but the cops weren’t there for them—they were there for Lin Tianba’s family and Lv Renqi.
"Officers, help! Arrest those people and execute them! They broke in and assaulted us!"
The cops looked at Lv Renqi, still sprawled on the floor, with disdain.
"We’ve received reports of illegal obscenity, unlawful confinement, abuse, illicit streaming, debt evasion, and… other offenses. You’re under arrest."
Lv Renqi was stunned. Liu Yuemei was stunned. Lin Jian was stunned. Lin Tianba, lying on the floor, giggled mindlessly.
"Hehehe… karma’s here."
As the four were hauled away by the police, Lin Ran finally relaxed on the sofa, exhausted but satisfied.
Sipping the tea prepared by Uncle Fu, he reflected.
Lin Jian and the others were involved in unlawful confinement, abuse, domestic violence, group obscenity, debt evasion…
Lin Ran tallied the charges, then paused.
Huh.
Seems like the only victim here was Lin Tianba.
Well… that’s awkward.
"Young Master Lin, do you need anything done?"
"Yeah. Get them a good legal team."
Uncle Fu: ?
"I’ve got plans for the end of the year."
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."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
