Three hours later, Lin Xuan woke up needing to pee.
Holding his phone, he stumbled drowsily to the bathroom.
He hadn’t had the chance to check the message Lei Hui had sent earlier.
Lin Xuan casually opened it and skimmed through the contents.
His eyes narrowed instantly as he read.
Tsk.
So Lin Li was trying to make everyone believe that his involvement with those two men had been part of his own scheme—salvaging his reputation while dragging Lin Xuan down with him.
What a clever plan.
But if Lin Li insisted on digging his own grave, Lin Xuan would gladly play along.
A smirk curled at the corner of Lin Xuan’s lips.
He replied to Lei Hui:
[Don’t worry about tomorrow’s events. Just sit back and enjoy the show.]
He put his phone away and headed to the study, yawning as he booted up his computer.
His fingers flew across the keyboard, the rapid clatter leaving afterimages on the keys.
He was hacking into the hotel’s surveillance system to alter the footage.
In this world, tampering with security cameras was nearly impossible.
But with the cheat-like abilities from his spatial power—skills he’d mastered during his time there—it was child’s play.
Lin Li wanted the footage exposed?
Fine.
This time, Lin Xuan would let him taste the consequences of his own schemes.
In just forty minutes, Lin Xuan had flawlessly doctored the recordings, leaving no trace of manipulation.
He returned to bed and settled back under the covers.
Su Hua, still asleep, seemed to sense his return and instinctively burrowed into his arms, clinging tightly.
In the darkness, Lin Xuan could vaguely make out the soft contours of her face.
He shook his head helplessly.
Su Hua was just too clingy.
But then again… maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing.
With a faint smile, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.
Soon, both drifted back into slumber.
Meanwhile, Wang Dahe, thoroughly drunk, was snoring thunderously in a nearby room.
By ten the next morning, Lin Xuan finally dragged himself downstairs, yawning.
Su Hua had already left for work.
Butler Wang, noticing the dark circles under Lin Xuan’s eyes, asked curiously, "Young Master Lin, did you not sleep well last night?"
That didn’t make sense—Miss Su had fallen asleep on the couch waiting for him. She shouldn’t have kept him up.
"Yeah," Lin Xuan admitted.
"Butler Wang, could you prepare me a bowl of that tonic soup?"
While the tonic’s effects on his stamina had plateaued, it still helped him recover his energy faster.
So after every… session, he made sure to drink a bowl.
Butler Wang’s eyes lit up with understanding.
Ah, so Miss Su must have woken up in the middle of the night and lured Young Master Lin back to bed.
"Of course, Young Master Lin. I’ll make it right away."
With a knowing smile, Butler Wang retreated to the kitchen.
The ingredients for the tonic were always stocked, so there was no need for extra shopping.
He got to work brewing it immediately.
After breakfast, Lin Xuan retreated into his spatial realm.
Now that Wang Dahe’s birthday celebration was over, it was time to focus on dealing with Night Rose.
He couldn’t afford to delay any longer.
Once Night Rose was handled, he’d move on to eliminating anyone else who posed a threat to Su Hua.
Only when all dangers were gone could he finally marry her.
Maybe they’d even have a child or two.
With kids occupying some of Su Hua’s attention, she might not be so fixated on… bedroom activities.
His kidneys would finally get a break.
But then again…
Lin Xuan’s brow furrowed as he thought about Su Hua’s flat stomach.
They’d never used protection, and they were… active.
Yet after nearly two years, she still hadn’t gotten pregnant.
Could it be that her past as an assassin had left her infertile?
He’d have to avoid mentioning children around her—no need to let her overthink things.
If she assumed he wanted kids and resented her for not conceiving, she might even think he’d seek another woman to bear his children.
That would be disastrous.
Shaking off the thought, Lin Xuan refocused on the intelligence reports about Night Rose.
Night Rose was formidable, and their leader, Dark Night Rose, was even more dangerous.
If Dark Night Rose personally confronted him, even Lin Xuan couldn’t guarantee a 100% chance of victory.
And if he lost… he’d have to start over from scratch, wasting precious time.
He couldn’t afford that.
Lin Xuan set the documents aside, his expression tense.
He needed a foolproof plan.
Butler Wang returned with the freshly brewed tonic.
"Young Master Lin, your tonic is ready."
"Thanks."
Lin Xuan downed the entire bowl in one go.
Leaning in conspiratorially, Butler Wang whispered with a grin, "So, Young Master Lin… how have things been in the bedroom lately? Who’s winning between you and Miss Su?"
Lin Xuan’s gaze shifted uncomfortably.
He couldn’t possibly admit that Su Hua still had the upper hand—most of the time.
Though he had improved significantly.
In the past, unless Su Hua let him win, he never stood a chance.
But this was about a man’s pride.
Could he confess?
Absolutely not.
Without hesitation, Lin Xuan declared, "Of course it’s me."
"Young Master Lin, you’re truly impressive—outmatching even Miss Su!" Butler Wang gave an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
"Mhm."
Lin Xuan’s eyes darted away guiltily.
"Is Wang Dahe still asleep?" he asked, changing the subject.
"Yes," Butler Wang confirmed.
Lin Xuan nodded. "Don’t disturb him until he wakes up. He always sleeps a full day after getting drunk."
"Understood."
"Butler Wang, you can go now. I have work to handle."
"Of course." With a respectful nod, Butler Wang exited the study.
Once alone, Lin Xuan rested his head on the desk, his consciousness slipping back into his spatial realm.
He needed to strategize carefully—how to confront Night Rose while minimizing risks to himself and the Golden Dragon Gang.
Meanwhile, at the company…
Su Hua’s neck bore several bite marks, prominently displayed above her low-cut collar.
Jiang Qing, who picked her up for work, noticed them immediately.
Internally, she marveled:
Things must’ve been intense between the CEO and Young Master Lin.
She didn’t suggest covering the marks with makeup.
She knew Su Hua deliberately left them visible—a not-so-subtle boast about her relationship with Lin Xuan.
And just as expected, Su Hua’s arrival at the office caused another wave of gossip.
"See that bite mark on CEO Su? Definitely from last night when she and Young Master Lin were, you know, getting busy."
The employee even gestured vividly by tapping their fingers together.
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with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!