"Lin Xuan, be careful!" Xiao Li's heart skipped a beat as she saw Wang Fu's movement.
Lin Xuan casually glanced at Wang Fu's action, then raised his foot and effortlessly kicked the knife out of Wang Fu's hand.
Without missing a beat, he followed up with another kick, sending Wang Fu sprawling to the ground, his foot pressing down on the man's chest, pinning him in place.
Wang Fu glared at Lin Xuan with pure hatred in his eyes.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Didn’t expect you to be such a tough nut."
"Honestly, even though I crushed it earlier, a hospital could’ve fixed it. But now? Doesn’t look like you’ll need that anymore."
A wicked grin curled on Lin Xuan’s lips.
"Someone, pick that knife up for me," Lin Xuan ordered.
"I’ll do it! I’ll get it!" Jiang Yutong’s voice brimmed with excitement.
She retrieved the knife and handed it to Lin Xuan, who twirled it deftly in his hand.
"Didn’t think you’d bring a knife. Saves me the trouble of finding one myself."
The corner of his mouth lifted in a smile that sent a chill down Wang Fu’s spine.
Under the hotel room’s lighting, the blade gleamed coldly.
Wang Fu had mustered all his courage to retaliate against Lin Xuan earlier.
But after that kick, his bravado had vanished without a trace.
Now, his teeth chattered uncontrollably. "W-what do you want? You can’t kill me!"
"Relax, I’m not killing you," Lin Xuan said, smirking. "But since I crushed it earlier, it must hurt like hell, right? Thought I’d help you out."
"How about we make it permanent and just cut it off?"
The two security guards: "…"
Holy shit.
Where the hell did this demon come from?
This guy’s ruthless!
"N-no! You can’t do this to me!" Terror flooded Wang Fu’s eyes.
Lin Xuan chuckled. "Sorry, but I don’t take back my words."
"No, no—"
Wang Fu tried to drag his battered body backward, but Lin Xuan stomped on his chest again, immobilizing him.
"Let’s see how it feels to be a eunuch, just like Lin Li."
With precision, Lin Xuan drove the knife straight through Wang Fu’s pants, piercing his flesh.
"AAAAAHHH—!"
Wang Fu’s agonized scream echoed through the private room.
The two security guards couldn’t bear to watch. Even though they weren’t the ones suffering, the sight of Wang Fu’s torment made their own groins ache in sympathy.
Too brutal.
They shuddered inwardly.
Wang Fu’s vision went black as he stared at the blade embedded in his lower half, and he passed out.
Lin Xuan smirked.
Passing out was too easy. He’d much prefer Wang Fu to stay awake and endure every second.
With a quick jab to a pressure point, Lin Xuan jolted Wang Fu back to consciousness.
The moment he woke, an unbearable wave of pain surged through his body.
Lin Xuan slowly, deliberately, dragged the knife downward.
"AAAAH! IT’S—IT’S GONE!"
Completely severed.
Veins bulged along Wang Fu’s neck and hands, his entire body contorted in excruciating agony.
Xiao Li’s admiration for Lin Xuan only grew.
As expected of her idol—swift, precise, merciless.
Ahhh!
Lin Xuan is just so unbelievably cool!
Just as Lin Xuan was about to pull the knife out, the police burst in.
"We got a report that Lin Xuan was being assaulted?"
They stood at the entrance, unable to see the scene inside yet.
"Who called it in?" an officer asked.
"I did," Sister Wang said meekly. "But, uh… I miscalculated. Lin Xuan wasn’t the one getting beaten."
The one suffering was Wang Fu.
The officers frowned.
Miscalculated? What did that mean?
Hearing the police, Wang Fu’s eyes lit up with hope.
He was saved. Finally, he was saved!
Once they saw what Lin Xuan had done to him, they’d arrest the bastard for sure.
"H-help me…" Wang Fu rasped weakly.
The two officers rushed over—only to freeze at the sight of Wang Fu lying on the ground, his face swollen beyond recognition, a knife still lodged in his groin.
They swallowed hard.
Was his manhood… gone?
They’d seen plenty of victims, but few as brutalized as Wang Fu.
Well, except for two others—Lin Li and Lin Chang.
Come to think of it, both cases were linked to Lin Xuan. And given the power behind him…
No wonder they’d rushed here in a panic, worried about Lin Xuan’s safety.
"Officers, long time no see," Lin Xuan greeted them with a grin.
"Y-yeah, long time," one officer stammered, wiping sweat from his brow.
Who’d have thought their next encounter would be like this?
What the hell were they supposed to do now?
"Mr. Lin Xuan… is he like this because of you?" The officer pointed at the wreck that was Wang Fu.
Wang Fu gritted his teeth and said, "That's right, it was him. Not only did he beat me up, but he also smashed my... down there and then cut it off with a knife."
The two police officers couldn’t help but glance at the knife still lodged in Wang Fu’s body, surrounded by a large pool of blood.
What a gruesome sight.
After Lin Li, another eunuch had been made.
"That’s right, I did it," Lin Xuan nodded, openly admitting without hesitation.
The two officers were at a loss about how to handle the situation.
Arresting Lin Xuan didn’t feel right, but neither did letting him go.
Wang Fu shouted agitatedly, "Did you hear that? It was Lin Xuan! Hurry up and arrest him! Lock him up for life!"
Jiang Yutong spoke up, "Officers, this man—Wang Fu—has always had feelings for me. I’ve rejected his confessions every single time. Today, when I went to a restaurant to eat, he drugged me, brought me to this hotel, and tried to assault me. He even threatened to scar my face so I’d have no choice but to stay with him forever."
Her icy gaze fixed on Wang Fu.
Even if he had succeeded, Jiang Yutong would rather remain unmarried for the rest of her life than marry a man like him.
She was a Jiang—her father and grandfather were both iron-willed soldiers. The pride in her blood would never allow her to marry her own assailant.
"Jiang Yutong, you’re lying through your teeth!" Wang Fu protested vehemently. "Officers, don’t believe her! She came to the hotel with me willingly!"
"Willingly?" Jiang Yutong scoffed coldly. "As the second daughter of the Jiang family in Yundu City, I could have any man I want. Wang Fu, do you really think I’d ever be interested in a worthless, idle man like you? Ridiculous."
"What? The Jiang family of Yundu City?" Wang Fu’s eyes widened in shock. "You mean… Jiang Corporation?"
"That’s right," Jiang Yutong confirmed.
The moment she gave her answer, Wang Fu’s pupils trembled violently.
She really was a Jiang!
Jiang Yutong always dressed impeccably, and during her school days, she was chauffeured everywhere.
He knew she came from a wealthy family.
But he never imagined she was part of the Jiang family!

Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?