Lin Li sensed the danger and immediately turned to run back to his car.
Just as his hand touched the car door handle, a bodyguard kicked him from behind, sending him sprawling to the ground.
"Trying to run? Don’t even think about it!"
Sitting on the ground, Lin Li glared at them, gritting his teeth. "Who the hell are you? What do you want?"
"Who we are isn’t something you need to know."
The bodyguards wasted no time on further words. One of them swiftly pulled a burlap sack over Lin Li’s head.
"Let me go!"
"Help! Someone help!"
Lin Li struggled violently, shouting at the top of his lungs.
One of the bodyguards frowned and asked, "Do we have tape or a rag or something?"
"No," another replied, shaking his head.
None of them wanted to tear their own clothes to gag him, so one simply delivered a sharp chop to the back of Lin Li’s neck, knocking him unconscious.
Before darkness took him, despair flashed in Lin Li’s eyes.
His mind replayed scenes from the two previous times he’d been locked in a basement and tortured—each experience worse than death.
He never wanted to go through that again.
He should have hired bodyguards, but he was broke now. He couldn’t afford any.
Was he really about to endure that unbearable agony once more?
The first time, they’d forced him to drink a potion that rendered him a eunuch.
The second time, they’d ripped out his fingernails and toenails.
So what would they do to him this time?
After Lin Li passed out, the bodyguards dragged him into the trunk of a car.
Then, they called Feng Weimin.
Feng Weimin listened to the report on the other end of the line and nodded. "Good. Understood."
He hung up.
"Dad, who was that? Someone from the company?"
Feng Yaya was sulking as she picked at the bland meal in front of her—plain boiled greens, hard-boiled eggs, and tasteless chicken breast.
It was disgusting.
If not for her determination to become someone worthy of Lin Xuan—to make him notice her—she wouldn’t be forcing this down.
Feng Weimin answered, "Yaya, my secretary just called. They’ve captured Lin Li."
"So soon?" Feng Yaya’s eyes lit up.
Feng Weimin nodded. "Didn’t you say you wanted to teach him a lesson yourself? Still interested?"
"Absolutely." Feng Yaya’s gaze darkened.
If Lin Li dared to scheme against her, he’d better be ready to face the consequences.
She wasn’t someone to be trifled with!
Meanwhile, Su Hua had people keeping tabs on Lin Li. The moment something happened, Jiang Qing immediately called her—right in the middle of a heated kiss with Lin Xuan in the movie theater.
The ringing shattered the intimate moment.
Su Hua pressed the phone to her ear, her voice icy. "This better be important."
Jiang Qing shivered.
She rubbed her arms.
Damn, the boss was in a foul mood today. Had she swallowed explosives or something?
Wait.
Su Hua was with Young Master Lin Xuan. Those two were always all over each other.
If Su Hua was this pissed… had she interrupted them in the middle of—
Jiang Qing shuddered.
Disturbing Su Hua’s fun? She must have a death wish.
She rushed to explain, "Boss, you told us to monitor Lin Li and report any developments immediately, right?"
So she had a valid reason for calling.
This wasn’t her fault.
Jiang Qing continued, "I just got word—the Feng family knocked Lin Li out and stuffed him in a sack."
Su Hua’s voice remained frosty. "Unless it involves Xuan, don’t bother me with his affairs again."
She hung up.
Jiang Qing exhaled in relief.
The boss was terrifying.
Especially when her… activities were interrupted.
Even though Su Hua hadn’t punished her, Jiang Qing feared retaliation later.
Back in the theater, Lin Xuan asked curiously, "Hua, what happened to Lin Li?"
Su Hua replied, "The Feng family took him."
"No way!"
Lin Xuan stroked his chin, intrigued. "After all the lies he fed them, Lin Li’s in for a world of pain."
He smirked. "This’ll be fun to watch."
Then he turned to Su Hua. "Hey, Hua, can your people record whatever the Fengs do to him?"
Su Hua nodded. "I’ll arrange it."
She typed out a message to Jiang Qing:
[Su Hua, the Demon Boss]: Get footage of Lin Li being tortured. Xuan wants to see it.
[Jiang Qing]: Understood, Boss.
Jiang Qing finally relaxed.
So Young Master Lin Xuan was interested in Lin Li’s suffering. If he was happy, Su Hua’s anger would fade.
Looks like she’d survive this interruption after all.
Lin Xuan really was her savior.
Lin Xuan mused, "I wonder how the Fengs will mess him up this time."
Whatever they did, he just hoped they didn’t kill Lin Li outright.
That would ruin his entertainment.
Seeing Lin Xuan’s eager expression, Su Hua’s cold aura vanished completely.
As long as Xuan was happy.
"Hua." Su Hua leaned closer, her voice low. "Jiang Qing will contact us once there’s footage. Let’s finish the movie, hm?"
"Sure." Lin Xuan nodded.
Su Hua rested her head against his chest as the film played on.
The romantic leads on-screen shared passionate kisses before tumbling into bed together.
The scene cut to a shot of their clothes scattered on the floor, the rest left to the imagination.
After a while, Lin Xuan couldn’t resist stealing a glance at Su Hua’s lips under the dim theater light. He swallowed hard.
The sharp-eyed beauty noticed instantly. A smirk curled her lips as she whispered in his ear, "If you want me, Xuan, I’ll gladly oblige."
Truthfully, she wanted him too.
Su Hua tilted her head up, pulling Lin Xuan down into another deep kiss.
Meanwhile, Lin Li found himself in a familiar nightmare—dragged into yet another basement.
He remained unconscious until Feng Yaya arrived.
Lin Xuan and Su Hua had already returned to Night Garden. The live feed from the basement streamed directly to Su Hua’s phone.
She had the staff project it onto the TV.
Su Hua remembered Feng Yaya all too well.
Lin Li’s bride-to-be.
The same woman who’d once set her sights on Xuan.
Su Hua’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
Lin Xuan, however, sounded thrilled. "Here we go. It’s starting."
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.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
