"Master, I'm joining in too."
The old butler, phone in hand, sat on the sofa alongside Old Master Su, furiously clapping back at people online.
Huo Shen’s expression darkened.
*This old coot,* he thought. *He actually cares this much about Lin Xuan? The moment that guy suffers a grievance, the old man stands up for him immediately.*
He claimed to love Huo Shen, claiming to treat him like his own grandson.
Yet, Huo Shen had never seen the old man stick his neck out for him like this.
If it weren't for the sake of winning over Hua'er, he would never have lowered himself to suck up to an old fossil like Su Guoxiong!
Huo Shen took several deep breaths to suppress the rage simmering within him.
Meanwhile, the netizens being roasted by Old Master Su were flushed with embarrassment.
They clicked on Old Master Su's profile page.
His bio read: "Just a little old man in his seventies."
"Pah!" They spat in disbelief. "Seventies, my foot! I bet you're only in your twenties or thirties. How could a man in his seventies be this good at surfing the web? Your insults come one after another!"
Unable to out-argue Old Master Su, these netizens fled Weibo with their tails between their legs, blocking Old Master Su for good measure.
"What a bunch of weaklings, actually blocking me!" Old Master Su curled his lip in disdain.
"Grandpa Su," Huo Shen interjected, "it's getting late. Shouldn't you go for your afternoon nap?"
"Nap? That can wait. Not until I'm done roasting these keyboard warriors slandering my grandson-in-law," Old Master Su replied without looking up, his eyes glued to his phone.
He was far too hyper right now; even if he lay down, he wouldn't be able to sleep.
"By the way, Little Shen."
Old Master Su looked up and asked, "Do you use Weibo?"
"I do. I check the news on it often," Huo Shen nodded.
"In that case, there's strength in numbers. Don't just sit there. Log in quickly and help me roast these bastards who are slandering and cursing Little Xuan," Old Master Su said rapidly.
Huo Shen clenched his fists.
To think he was being asked to help defend Lin Xuan...
Seeing Huo Shen hesitate, Old Master Su urged, "What are you dazing out for? Get moving! If you don't know how to curse at people, just look up some insults online. It's easy to learn. It only took an old man like me a few dozen minutes to master the art of flaming people, let alone a quick-learning youngster like you."
"Oh, alright."
Huo Shen had no choice but to agree.
He picked up his phone and began cursing people out on behalf of the person he hated most in this life.
Huo Shen gritted his teeth the entire time, his expression dark and gloomy.
Seeing the look on his face, Old Master Su mistakenly thought Huo Shen was angry at the netizens.
"Little Shen, that's just how keyboard warriors are. They pick up a keyboard and spew nonsense. Don't let it get to you. Go a few rounds with them, and you'll figure out how to make them explode with rage," Old Master Su comforted him.
Huo Shen gripped his phone so hard he nearly crushed it.
"Okay, I understand," Huo Shen took a deep breath, struggling to calm himself.
Old Master Su managed to enrage another netizen trolling Lin Xuan into blocking him.
In a great mood, he beamed and said, "Little Shen, if you can't out-flame them, just ask me for help."
"Daring to bully my grandson-in-law... Hmph, they must have a death wish," Old Master Su scoffed.
Huo Shen clenched his fists, his eyes filled with darkness.
More than half an hour later.
Old Master Su suddenly stopped tapping on his phone and frowned.
Simply trading insults online wouldn't solve much; he needed to utilize his wealth and power.
"Old Chen," Old Master Su ordered. "Go immediately and suppress all the trending searches unfavorable to Little Xuan. Also, arrange for someone to investigate who is behind this."
Once he found out who did it, he would show them exactly what happens when you slander and frame Su Guoxiong's grandson-in-law.
Just as Old Master Su finished speaking, Su Hua walked in.
"What unfavorable trending searches about Ah Xuan?" Su Hua asked, her brows furrowed tight.
*It's Hua'er!*
Huo Shen instantly looked toward the door and, sure enough, saw the woman he loved walking in.
However, Su Hua didn't spare him a single glance.
Although they both worked at the Su Group, aside from meetings and the occasional work-related matter, Huo Shen rarely had the chance to see Su Hua.
In fact, it had been nearly a week since he last laid eyes on her.
Huo Shen's fists tightened slightly.
Hua'er was as beautiful as ever, and just as cold.
Her eyes, as always, held no reflection of him.
He couldn't understand where he fell short compared to Lin Xuan, especially since he and Su Hua were childhood sweethearts.
Why did Hua'er like Lin Xuan and refuse to even look at him?
He was truly unwilling to accept this.
"Good afternoon, President Su," Huo Shen greeted Su Hua.
Su Hua completely ignored him and went to sit on the adjacent sofa.
"It's like this, Hua'er," Old Master Su explained. "You know how Little Xuan is researching that chip project? Someone posted about it online. A lot of people are scolding him, saying he's biting off more than he can chew and accusing him of embezzling research funds."
Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously.
Daring to curse her Ah Xuan? Did they have a death wish?
Old Master Su continued, "So, I was just sending people to handle this for Little Xuan."
"No need," Su Hua spoke up.
"No need for what?" Confusion appeared in Old Master Su's eyes.
"You don't need to handle Ah Xuan's affairs. I will protect my own man. I don't need anyone else to interfere," Su Hua declared.
Old Master Su shook his head helplessly.
His granddaughter was truly domineering when it came to the man she loved.
She really took after him.
It was a good thing Little Xuan loved her enough; otherwise, he would probably find it hard to tolerate Hua'er's overbearing temper.
"Alright," Old Master Su laughed with resignation. "We'll do as you say, Hua'er. Old Chen, you don't need to worry about this matter anymore."
"Understood, Miss," the old butler responded respectfully.
"President Su, Grandpa Su," Huo Shen spoke up, "Would you like to have some dinner?"
"No. I need to go back and deal with Ah Xuan's matters," Su Hua replied expressionlessly. From beginning to end, she hadn't given Huo Shen a single glance.
She placed a document in front of Old Master Su.
"Grandpa, this document needs your signature."
If this were the past, Old Master Su would have read the document at a snail's pace just to keep his granddaughter with him a little longer.
But this time...
"Okay."
Old Master Su didn't even glance at the contents. He immediately signed his name with a flourish.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.”
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
