The butler selected a few servants with the most scars and facial blemishes to bring to Jiang Yutong.
They all returned to their servant quarters satisfied, carrying Jiang Yutong's ointment.
Over at the Golden Dragon Gang,
countless dignitaries sought treatment from Lin Xuan, the carefree physician. Money flowed in, and when the Golden Dragon Gang needed favors, these influential figures dared not refuse.
Though Lin Xuan wasn’t personally overseeing the gang’s affairs, Wang Ba still consulted him on all major decisions.
Every strategy Lin Xuan devised for the Golden Dragon Gang was flawless.
The gang acquired a substantial amount of weapons and wealth.
Moreover, the gang members trained in marksmanship and martial arts using the methods Lin Xuan taught them, significantly boosting their combat prowess.
In just a few months, the Golden Dragon Gang expanded rapidly, quickly making a name for itself in the underworld.
Rumors about the gang’s new leader spread like wildfire.
"Who exactly is the current leader of the Golden Dragon Gang? How is he so capable? The gang was in decline, yet in just a few months, it’s risen to this level."
"Aside from the new leader, there’s another formidable figure in the Golden Dragon Gang—the carefree physician. His medical skills are nothing short of miraculous, capable of bringing the dead back to life."
"Where did these two extraordinary individuals come from? If the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader and the carefree physician were willing to join my gang, I’d gladly hand over my position as leader."
Countless gangs were green with envy.
Many openly or discreetly tried to pry information about Lin Xuan and the carefree physician from Golden Dragon Gang members.
Wang Ba listened to his subordinate’s report and sneered.
"The leader is ours. Thinking they can snatch him away? Ha! Dream on!"
He couldn’t help but feel smug.
He even felt grateful to Lin Li—if not for him, he wouldn’t have thought to kidnap Lin Xuan. Who knew he’d end up with such a treasure?
Wang Ba grinned until his eyes nearly disappeared. "Thankfully, I had the sense to yield the leadership to Lin Xuan."
One of his trusted subordinates overheard and rolled his eyes.
"Second Boss," he couldn’t resist interjecting, "if I recall correctly, it was the leader who held you at gunpoint. You handed over the position to save your own skin."
This was hardly a case of "a wise man knows when to yield."
Wang Ba shot his subordinate a glare. "The end result is the same, isn’t it? Lin Xuan is the leader now!"
This brat had a knack for undermining him at every turn. No tact whatsoever.
"Yeah, yeah," the subordinate replied dismissively.
A phone rang.
Wang Ba answered gruffly, "What is it? Speak."
The subordinate on the other end urgently relayed the situation.
"What?!"
"Night Rose?"
Wang Ba’s eyes widened.
Soon, his expression darkened with concern.
He immediately called Lin Xuan.
Over the phone, he reported, "Boss, the weapons shipment we’ve been eyeing seems to have caught Night Rose’s attention. If we try to seize it, we might provoke them. Should we abandon the shipment or confront Night Rose?"
"Night Rose?" Lin Xuan’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
If he remembered correctly, Night Rose was the top gang in the underworld.
Their leader, Dark Night Rose, was a name that struck fear into hearts.
His goal was to elevate the Golden Dragon Gang to the top. Sooner or later, they’d clash with Night Rose.
Might as well make it sooner.
If they could defeat Night Rose outright, no other gang would dare challenge the Golden Dragon Gang.
And he could eliminate the threats to Su Hua sooner.
"Go ahead and take the shipment," Lin Xuan said coldly.
"Boss, this would essentially be a declaration of war against Night Rose. Are you sure?" Wang Ba asked nervously.
"Yes," Lin Xuan replied. "We’ll face them eventually. Might as well do it now. Send me the details, and I’ll give you the strategy."
"Understood, Boss."
Wang Ba relayed the specifics.
Lin Xuan nodded. "Got it."
Wang Ba sent over a terrain map. After studying it briefly, Lin Xuan began drafting a plan on his computer.
Facing Night Rose demanded extra caution.
After spending over ten hours in deep focus, Lin Xuan finalized the plan and sent it to Wang Ba.
Wang Ba’s response was a string of question marks.
"So fast?"
He opened the file and stared at the meticulously laid-out strategy.
Wang Ba was stunned.
He checked the call duration—only three minutes had passed.
Had the boss really completed the entire plan in that time?
Rubbing his eyes, he double-checked.
It was real. The boss had actually pulled it off!
Back at the night residence, Lin Xuan frowned at the "sent" notification.
Had he been too quick?
He considered recalling the message, but just then, Su Hua walked in.
Not wanting her to discover his underworld involvement—both to spare her worry and prevent her interference—he quickly switched the screen.
Su Hua approached, resting her chin on his shoulder with a playful smile.
"What were you up to just now, Xuan?"
Lin Xuan averted his gaze. "Nothing much, just handling some work."
"Oh?" Su Hua narrowed her eyes.
He was lying.
She considered pressing further but remembered a line from a book she’d read: "Give a man space. If you pry into everything, he’ll grow weary."
She held back her questions.
Fine. If he didn’t want to share, so be it.
As long as it didn’t involve his safety or another woman, she’d let it go.
"Hua, isn’t your international virtual meeting starting soon? Shouldn’t you prepare?" Lin Xuan reminded her.
"Right." Su Hua nodded and returned to her desk.
Lin Xuan exhaled in relief.
Thankfully, she hadn’t pushed.
If she’d demanded he leave the Golden Dragon Gang, he wouldn’t have known how to respond.
Originally, he’d only cared about making money, with no interest in the underworld. But Su Hua’s safety was at stake, forcing him to build the gang’s power.
Dissolving it wasn’t an option. For now, he’d have to keep hiding the truth from her.
When Su Hua went to shower, Lin Xuan switched back to his chat with Wang Ba.
A new message waited:
[Wang Ba]: Boss, you finished the entire strategy that quickly?
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."
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
