"Since you claim I'm not worthy of Xuan, why don't we settle this with a match?" Su Hua raised an eyebrow and said.
Boom!
The crowd erupted.
"The gang leader's girlfriend actually challenged Liang Xiaoxia to a fight? Liang Xiaoxia is so strong—barely anyone in our gang can defeat her. The gang leader's girlfriend looks delicate and fragile, not like someone trained in martial arts. How could she possibly win against Liang Xiaoxia?"
"Exactly! If something happens to her, the gang leader will be heartbroken."
"Right, right! Liang Xiaoxia has a crush on the gang leader. Now that she’s facing his girlfriend, she definitely won’t hold back. The gang leader’s girlfriend is bound to get hurt."
Everyone was sweating bullets for Su Hua.
Wang Ba, however, remained calm.
A subordinate leaned in and whispered worriedly, "Second Boss, should we stop this match or inform the gang leader? If his girlfriend gets hurt, he’ll definitely hold us accountable."
"Relax. She won’t get hurt," Wang Ba said confidently.
"Second Boss, why are you so sure?" the subordinate asked curiously.
Wang Ba smiled. "Because of her identity."
Could the combat skills of 'Ling the Assassin' possibly be weak?
This was an internationally feared killer. Even though she had disappeared from the underworld years ago, the mere mention of her name still sent shivers down people’s spines.
No target of hers had ever survived.
Dealing with a small fry like Liang Xiaoxia? Child’s play.
"Identity?" The subordinate grew even more curious.
Wasn’t she just an ordinary woman? She looked like she couldn’t even lift a feather.
"Second Boss, what identity does she have?" the subordinate pressed.
Wang Ba smirked mysteriously. "That’s classified."
"But if you want to know why I’m so sure she won’t lose, just watch. You’ll see soon enough."
He could guarantee that Liang Xiaoxia wouldn’t last three moves against Su Hua.
Reassured by Wang Ba’s confidence, the subordinate settled in to enjoy the show.
Liang Xiaoxia sized up Su Hua and frowned. "You’re really challenging me?"
"Mm." Su Hua nodded slightly.
"If we’re doing this, there needs to be a wager," Liang Xiaoxia said. "If I win, you let me go. No matter how I pursue the gang leader in the future, you won’t interfere."
If she just had more chances to get close to him, she was sure she could win his heart.
Su Hua’s eyes turned icy.
So, she was still coveting Xuan.
Hah.
How bold.
But she wouldn’t get that opportunity—because Su Hua wouldn’t lose.
"Fine."
Su Hua narrowed her eyes. "But if you lose, you’ll be at my mercy. Deal?"
"No problem." Liang Xiaoxia lifted her chin. "But you’d better prepare yourself—because I won’t lose."
As one of the top ten fighters in the Golden Dragon Gang, how could she possibly lose to this woman?
Su Hua merely smiled faintly, offering no rebuttal.
Jiang Qing shook her head.
"Another fool rushing to her doom. How delusional."
All she had to do now was sit back and enjoy the show.
Being around Young Master Lin and Su Hua meant there was never a shortage of drama.
Not bad at all.
Su Hua ordered, "Untie her."
"Yes!"
Two Golden Dragon Gang members immediately stepped forward and loosened Liang Xiaoxia’s bonds.
Meanwhile...
Lin Xuan was pacing restlessly in his room.
What was Hua up to now?
And did she know about his identity as the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader?
"Thud—" He flopped onto the bed, despair in his eyes.
Damn it.
What kind of hellish scenario was this?
He was still in the Golden Dragon Gang when Hua showed up—and caught another woman hitting on him.
Once Hua finished dealing with Liang Xiaoxia, it would be his turn.
His kidneys were absolutely doomed.
No way.
He had to ask Wang Ba for an update.
Lin Xuan quickly sent a WeChat message:
[Wang Ba, what’s the situation over there? Does Hua look furious? How’s she planning to handle that woman who came onto me?]
The room was silent.
The sudden ping of Wang Ba’s phone was jarring.
Su Hua glanced at him.
Wang Ba chuckled awkwardly. "My apologies, miss. Let me check this message."
After reading Lin Xuan’s text, he started typing a reply.
Su Hua’s cold voice cut in. "I don’t think there’s any need to report this matter to my boyfriend. Don’t you agree, Manager Wang?"
Her warning gaze froze Wang Ba in place.
"Y-Yes, of course!" Wang Ba wiped sweat from his brow. "You’re absolutely right, miss."
No wonder she was 'Ling.' Her aura was terrifying.
He deleted his draft and quietly put his phone away.
Only when Su Hua looked away did Wang Ba finally exhale in relief.
With Liang Xiaoxia now untied, she sneered, "Miss, you do realize injuries are inevitable in a fight, right? If I hurt you, you won’t have your men arrest me afterward, will you?"
She could tell this woman was competitive. A little provocation should seal her fate.
Su Hua smirked. "Don’t worry. I won’t."
Liang Xiaoxia scoffed.
Good. Then she wouldn’t hold back.
Wang Ba and Jiang Qing shook their heads.
Didn’t Liang Xiaoxia realize her words played right into Su Hua’s hands?
"Do you need to change clothes?" Liang Xiaoxia frowned.
High heels and a qipao? This wasn’t a fighting outfit—it was meant to seduce men.
Su Hua replied indifferently, "To deal with you, I don’t need to change."
Her hands would suffice.
"Tch." Liang Xiaoxia sneered.
High heels and a tight dress would only restrict her movements.
This woman clearly knew nothing about combat.
She’d already lost.
Today, under the guise of a match, she’d teach her a lesson—show her who truly deserved the gang leader.
The Golden Dragon Gang members whispered among themselves.
"Who do you think will win?"
"Isn’t it obvious? Liang Xiaoxia, of course. She’s a powerhouse, while the gang leader’s girlfriend looks completely untrained. I don’t get why Second Boss isn’t stopping this—or why the gang leader hasn’t shown up."
"I actually think the gang leader’s girlfriend might win. The kind of woman the gang leader falls for can’t be ordinary. If she weren’t skilled, why would she challenge Liang Xiaoxia?"
"Now that you mention it, I’m curious too. Liang Xiaoxia was caught flirting with the gang leader and ended up in his girlfriend’s hands. If she wanted to punish her, she could’ve just given an order. Why go through with a fight?"
Yan Xi reminds you: Due to Tomato’s request for 3 million+ daily updates, server pressure is overwhelming. We now recommend switching to other sources provided by fellow enthusiasts.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!