"Young Master Lin, our Golden Dragon Gang has plenty of ways to torture people—like whipping them, branding them with red-hot iron, pulling out nails..." Wang Ba enthusiastically listed them off.
With each method Wang Ba described, Lin Li's body trembled.
Lin Xuan glanced at Wang Ba. "Been watching too many palace dramas?"
Wang Ba scratched his head sheepishly. "I have been a bit obsessed with palace intrigue novels lately. Those women scheming against each other is really entertaining. When I read them, I imagine myself as the emperor, watching them fight for my favor."
"Let me tell you, there’s this author called 'Xuan Without a Car' who writes amazing palace dramas."
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.
Who would’ve thought he had fans everywhere?
Wang Ba gritted his teeth as he continued, "The only problem with this guy’s novels is that he keeps cliffhanging and updates so slowly. Those 4,000 words feel like they’re squeezed out like constipation."
"Too bad I don’t know who he is. If I did, I’d have the Golden Dragon Gang drag him here and force him to write under supervision."
Lin Xuan rubbed his nose.
Yeah…
For the sake of his freedom, it was better Wang Ba never found out he was 'Xuan Without a Car.'
Lin Xuan stroked his chin.
Still, those torture methods from palace dramas were pretty effective—agonizing enough to make someone wish for death, but not actually lethal.
"Lin Li." Lin Xuan stood from his chair and walked over to Lin Li. He smirked. "I won’t use those methods just yet. I’ve been practicing martial arts lately, so I’ll use you as my training dummy."
Slowly, Lin Xuan rolled up his sleeves.
Lin Li knew there was no escaping his torment. He forced himself to stay composed.
The more pain he showed, the more satisfaction Lin Xuan would get.
He couldn’t let Lin Xuan see him suffer.
Thud!
Lin Xuan’s fist slammed into Lin Li’s stomach, forcing a grunt from him.
Thud!
Another punch landed on Lin Li’s left eye, leaving a red, panda-like bruise.
Lin Xuan had a touch of OCD—so for symmetry, he gave Lin Li’s right eye the same treatment.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Fist after fist rained down on Lin Li.
Watching from the side, Wang Ba winced at the brutality. To avoid accidental stray punches, he quietly shuffled further away.
Gotta admit, Lin Li was one tough guy—taking all that without a single cry of pain.
Wang Ba couldn’t help but admire him inwardly.
——
Grandpa Jiang had never forgotten the debt he owed his savior. Once his health improved, he personally went to deliver his thanks.
Unable to locate Lin Xuan’s residence, he only knew the man ran a company called Tianmu Group. So, he headed there with gifts in tow.
"General Manager!" A secretary rushed into Lei Hui’s office. "Grandpa Jiang is here!"
"Grandpa Jiang?" Lei Hui frowned. "Which Grandpa Jiang?"
"The former chairman of Jiang Corporation," the secretary clarified.
Lei Hui was even more confused.
Jiang Corporation’s wealth only ranked sixth in the country, but their collaborations with the government elevated their status—second only to Su Corporation.
Tianmu Group and Jiang Corporation had never crossed paths before.
Why would Grandpa Jiang come in person?
Lei Hui hurried downstairs to greet them.
"Grandpa Jiang," he said respectfully.
This man had served in the military and government before retiring to take over the family business. Given his contributions, even high-ranking officials had to show him respect.
"May I ask what brings you to Tianmu Group?" Lei Hui inquired politely.
Grandpa Jiang smiled warmly. "I’m here to see a young man named Lin Xuan. Is he here?"
"Our chairman isn’t in the office today," Lei Hui replied.
Grandpa Jiang explained, "Due to my condition, my granddaughters have been strict with my diet. That day, I slipped away from my bodyguards to visit a street food stall."
"Unfortunately, I had an episode. If not for Young Master Lin’s help, this old man might’ve passed away that day."
Jiang Manting, Grandpa Jiang’s eldest granddaughter, who was supporting him, added, "Today, my grandfather and I came to personally thank Mr. Lin."
Lei Hui: "!!!"
He knew about his boss saving someone—after all, Lin Qingxiu had been kicked out of the hospital over it.
But he never imagined that person was Grandpa Jiang!
His boss had become the Jiang family’s benefactor!
This was huge!
"These are our gifts to Young Master Lin as thanks," Jiang Manting said, gesturing to the items carried by over a dozen bodyguards behind her.
At her signal, the bodyguards opened the boxes.
Lei Hui was nearly blinded by the contents.
A fist-sized chunk of imperial jade, antique paintings, vases, checks—the total value had to be in the hundreds of millions.
Truly, the Jiang family spared no expense!
"Besides these gifts, our family also offers Young Master Lin one wish."
Jiang Manting pointed to a jade pendant in one of the boxes. "This is our family heirloom. Should Young Master Lin ever have a request, as long as it’s within our power, we’ll fulfill it."
"I’ll call our chairman right away," Lei Hui said. This was too important not to inform him immediately.
——
Lin Xuan was in the middle of thoroughly enjoying beating up Lin Li when Lei Hui’s call came through.
"What is it?" Lin Xuan’s voice was icy.
"Boss," Lei Hui said respectfully, "Grandpa Jiang just paid us a visit."
"Jiang Liangjun? Chairman of Jiang Corporation?"
"Yes, him!" Lei Hui couldn’t hide his excitement. "Boss, do you realize? The person you saved during the Lin Qingxiu incident—it was him!"
"I know," Lin Xuan said flatly.
Lei Hui paused. "You knew?"
"You think I’d do something without benefits?" Lin Xuan countered.
In his past life, Qin Ruoyao had risen to fame in the entertainment industry.
She painted him as worthless, and the public backlash was relentless—people even hurled insults at him on the streets.
That life had hardened his heart.
If someone was useless to him, he wouldn’t lift a finger to help.
Lei Hui fell silent.
Fair enough. After everything his boss endured in the Lin family, it made sense he’d be ruthless.
"Boss," Lei Hui continued, "He came to thank you in person—brought gifts worth hundreds of millions. And he left a jade pendant, promising the Jiang family would grant you one wish if you ever need it."
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded.
Seemed the Jiang family knew how to repay favors. If Jiang Liangjun ever needed medical help again, he wouldn’t mind assisting.
A favor from the Jiang family wasn’t something easily obtained.
"Boss, should you come to the office to meet Grandpa Jiang?" Lei Hui asked.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
