"Who wants to examine me?" Lin Li shouted loudly.
"I'll do it."
"Me too!"
Two playboys raised their hands.
Seeing them, Lin Li grew even more confident that he could safely get through this ordeal.
Because of their reckless lifestyles, their parents often cut off their allowances.
He believed they could easily be bribed.
Lin Chang smiled at Feng Weimin. "Let these two examine Li'er. What do you think, dear in-law?"
"Fine." Feng Weimin snorted coldly, clasping his hands behind his back.
Lin Li and the two playboys entered a room.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.
He knew exactly what Lin Li was planning.
But did Lin Li really think he hadn’t prepared for every possibility?
Lin Xuan sent a message.
"Received! Young Master Lin, don’t worry—I’ll handle everything properly." His contact replied immediately.
After closing the chat, the man quickly connected the room’s hidden listening device to the hotel lobby’s speakers.
Every word Lin Li and the two playboys said would now be broadcast for all the guests to hear.
The door closed.
One of the playboys, hands in his pockets, said lazily, "Lin Li, enough talk. Drop your pants."
The sudden broadcast of this voice in the hotel lobby startled everyone.
Lin Qingxiu blinked. "Second Sister, isn’t that one of the playboys? Did someone bug the room?"
"Seems like it," Lin Qingyan nodded.
Lin Chang frowned but remained calm.
Even if there was a listening device, so what? The idea that Li'er had become a eunuch was nonsense. Let them listen—they wouldn’t hear anything incriminating.
"Lin Chang," Jiang Shuqin whispered nervously, "we should warn Li'er about the bug!"
"Why bother?" Lin Chang smirked, unmoving. "Let everyone hear. That way, no one can accuse our son of bribing those two. This will only prove his innocence further."
"True." Jiang Shuqin nodded.
Once the examination was over, the gossips wouldn’t dare spread rumors about Li'er anymore.
Butler Wang perked up, eyes gleaming.
He leaned toward Lin Xuan and whispered, "Young Master Lin, was this your doing?"
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded.
Lin Li would definitely try to bribe those two to cover up his condition.
His plan was to expose everything—letting Lin Li believe he was safe before pulling the rug out from under him.
The whiplash from hope to despair would be delicious.
Butler Wang stroked his chin.
The twists and turns were thrilling. Young Master Lin’s scheme was brilliant.
Good thing he’d tagged along—this was going to be one juicy scandal.
Inside the room—
The playboy frowned as Lin Li hesitated. "Lin Li, what’s the hold-up? Drop your pants already."
The other one scoffed. "It’s been minutes. Are you stalling because you really are a eunuch?"
Lin Li smiled silently and pulled out a bank card.
The two playboys froze.
"Young Master Lin, what’s this?"
"There’s ten million in here," Lin Li said smoothly.
The lobby erupted in murmurs.
"Is Lin Li bribing them?"
"Looks like it. Why else would he flash cash? He’s paying them to lie."
Lin Chang’s stomach dropped.
He tried to rush forward, desperate to warn his son about the bug—
But Feng Weimin blocked him.
"Chairman Lin, where are you going?" he sneered.
"Nowhere. Just the restroom."
Feng Weimin smirked. "Can’t you wait? Your son’s innocence is about to be proven. Unless… you’re trying to tip him off?"
"Don’t be absurd." Lin Chang forced a laugh. "I’ll hold it, then."
Feng Weimin kept his eyes locked on Lin Chang—and the rest of the Lin family.
No one could slip Lin Li a warning.
Back in the room—
One playboy raised an eyebrow. "So you’re bribing us to lie?"
"Exactly."
Unaware of the broadcast, Lin Li answered without hesitation.
"Tell everyone those photos and videos were faked. Say it’s a smear campaign—that I’m perfectly intact."
The lobby exploded.
"If he weren’t a eunuch, why bribe them? This proves it!"
"What a scandal!"
"Whoever bugged that room is a genius. We’d have been fooled otherwise."
The Lin family stood frozen, faces pale.
Li'er… really was a eunuch?
One playboy took the card, grinning. "Bribing us to lie? So it’s true, then? You’re really…?"
Lin Li had always been the golden child—the son their mothers compared them to.
Seeing him humiliated like this was satisfying.
But ten million was ten million.
Lin Li nodded calmly. "You’re right. I am."
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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!
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.
