Butler Wang and Secretary Jiang both had their hearts in their throats.
Watching Lin Xuan's expression grow increasingly pained, Su Hua felt a surge of panic. If this continued, he would die.
She pushed Lin Xuan away abruptly.
Lin Xuan coughed a few times, clutching his neck. Indeed, he had gambled correctly—Su Hua couldn’t bring herself to kill him.
"Get out!" Su Hua’s voice was icy.
Su Hua’s emotions were highly unstable at the moment. Lin Xuan pondered how to calm her down and came up with an idea, though he wasn’t sure if it would work.
Well, he decided to take the risk!
Lin Xuan strode over to Su Hua.
Butler Wang and Jiang Qing, who had just relaxed, felt their hearts leap into their throats again. Was Lin Xuan trying to get himself killed by approaching Su Hua now?
"I gave you a chance. If you’re not going to run, then you’ll die," Su Hua narrowed her eyes, her hand gripping Lin Xuan’s neck once more.
To everyone’s astonishment, Lin Xuan suddenly cupped the back of Su Hua’s head and kissed her lips.
Butler Wang: "!!!"
Jiang Qing: "!!!"
The bodyguards and doctors: "!!!"
What kind of time was this to be thinking about romance?
Su Hua stared blankly at the man before her, blinking slowly as the hostility in her demeanor gradually faded.
Hmm… this man was rather delectable.
Keeping him as her bed slave wouldn’t be such a bad idea.
Butler Wang and the others were dumbfounded. Was it really that simple?
When Lin Xuan noticed Su Hua had returned to her usual harmless demeanor, he pulled away from her lips.
"Su Hua, listen to me. Calm down…"
A flicker of displeasure crossed Su Hua’s face. She hadn’t heard a word he said. All she could think about was why he had pulled away. If he was going to be so disobedient, she’d just lock him up—lock him to her bed…
As her hostility began to resurface, Lin Xuan sighed and kissed her again. Su Hua immediately softened, docile as a fawn.
"There are too many people here, Su Hua. Let’s go back to the room, okay?" Lin Xuan whispered in her ear, his voice laced with persuasion.
Su Hua’s eyes darkened.
This little bed slave was quite clever.
Su Hua obediently allowed Lin Xuan to lead her to the room.
Butler Wang and Jiang Qing watched in stunned silence.
The woman who had seemed ready to destroy the world moments ago was now as gentle as a lamb.
It was like something out of a dream…
"Butler Wang, it seems you were wrong this time. Young Master Lin wasn’t afraid of Madam Su, and he actually managed to calm her down during her episode," Jiang Qing said, swallowing hard.
"I underestimated Young Master Lin’s role," Butler Wang admitted, his face still etched with shock.
"Butler Wang, no matter what, Madam Su won’t have to face her illness alone anymore," Jiang Qing said with a relieved smile.
"That’s true," Butler Wang nodded with a smile.
Perhaps Madam Su could even recover fully. There was no denying it—Young Master Lin was a treasure.
He took back what he had said earlier about Young Master Lin being a troublemaker!
Inside the room, Su Hua pushed Lin Xuan onto the bed. Lin Xuan had intended to let her vent her energy, so he didn’t mind who was on top.
This time, he willingly took the submissive role.
"Little bed slave, your performance pleases me," Su Hua said, lifting Lin Xuan’s chin with a smirk. Her beautiful eyes roamed over him shamelessly.
So handsome.
Every inch of him was exactly to her liking.
Little bed slave?
Lin Xuan’s face darkened with exasperation.
Fine, Su Hua was sick and not in her right mind. He’d endure it!
Su Hua’s gaze lingered on Lin Xuan’s lips. She remembered the flutter in her heart when he had kissed her earlier.
She leaned down and kissed him again, but this time it wasn’t gentle—it was fierce, almost biting.
The temperature in the room began to rise.
……
By the time Su Hua was completely exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep, Lin Xuan began tending to the wounds on her bloodied hands.
What had she been through in the past?
Lin Xuan frowned. He had always thought Su Hua was living a glamorous life, with immense power and wealth. He never imagined she could be so lonely inside. Her past must have been unimaginably harsh.
Lin Xuan’s heart ached for her.
"Su Hua, in your past life, you avenged me. In this life, I’ll protect you."
Not only would he build an entertainment empire, but he would also strengthen his martial skills.
For others, this might seem like a fantasy, but he had the advantage of his spatial ability. The space had a slowed time flow and could provide him with everything he needed to train.
Lin Xuan stepped out of the bedroom.
"Young Master Lin, how is Madam Su?" Butler Wang asked with concern.
"She’s asleep now," Lin Xuan replied, frowning. "Butler Wang, aside from the violent episodes, does Su Hua have any other health issues?"
"Not that we know of," Butler Wang shook his head. "But the doctor said her condition might affect her organs in the future."
"Alright, I understand."
Lin Xuan was determined to restore Su Hua’s health.
Unfortunately, the medical knowledge in this other world was lacking, and he couldn’t learn their techniques to treat her.
Lin Xuan returned to the room and spent the entire night caring for Su Hua.
When Su Hua woke up later that night, she found Lin Xuan asleep by her bedside. She had no memory of what had happened after her episode.
She looked at him in confusion. Shouldn’t she be in the secret room?
And her hands… Su Hua glanced at her bandaged hands, the corners of her lips curling slightly.
The clumsy wrapping had to be Lin Xuan’s handiwork.
Seeing how exhausted Lin Xuan was, Su Hua didn’t wake him. She quietly got out of bed and covered him with a blanket.
Su Hua left the bedroom, looking as if nothing had happened. In the past, after an episode, her face would be pale, and she would need to rest in bed for at least a day—sometimes even four days if it was severe.
When Butler Wang saw Su Hua in the living room downstairs, his eyes lit up.
This was the first time Madam Su had looked so lively after an episode!
"Madam, how are you feeling?" Butler Wang asked as he approached.
"I’m fine," Su Hua replied, shaking her head. She, too, was puzzled by why she felt so unaffected this time.
"Butler Wang, does Lin Xuan know about my episode?"
"Yes, Madam. I initially followed your instructions to keep it from him, but somehow Young Master Lin found out. He insisted on going to the secret room because he was worried about you. I couldn’t stop him. I thought he might be able to help, so I let him in," Butler Wang explained.
"Did he… seem afraid or disgusted when he saw me?" Su Hua’s voice was hoarse, her fists clenched at her sides.
His tenderness these past few days had made her want more. She couldn’t bear to see him look at her with disgust again.
"Not at all," Butler Wang smiled and shook his head. "Young Master Lin was concerned for you."
Butler Wang recounted the events of the previous day, omitting the part where Su Hua had nearly strangled Lin Xuan to death.
If he told her that, she would be overwhelmed with guilt and regret.
Su Hua’s lips curved into a faint smile.
"So Lin Xuan wasn’t afraid. That’s good." She was growing fonder of him by the day.
After her episode, Su Hua had been wild, her stamina astonishing. Lin Xuan had been thoroughly drained.
When Su Hua returned to the room and moved him to the bed to sleep, he didn’t even stir.
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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.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
