In the hospital surveillance room.
Shen Qinghan gazed calmly at the continuously scrolling footage on the screen in front of her. It was playing from the very beginning.
Because the school was incredibly wealthy, the cameras were top-tier. The footage was exceptionally clear, like watching a movie, and the audio could be heard perfectly.
Right now, the scene in the monitor was still peaceful, filled only with the sounds of patients and doctors conversing. But things started getting weird the moment Xia Tongxin walked in.
Stop! Shen Qinghan ordered, and the scrolling video paused.
Zoom in.
The surveillance camera focused entirely on Xia Tongxin, zooming in closer and closer until a pink-haired, exquisitely doll-like elementary schooler appeared before Shen Qinghan.
Shen Qinghan frowned and looked at the principal beside her. Who is this?
Uh... Young Master, this person is likely a new student who just registered today. Her name is Xia Tongxin. Her identity is rather special, and we have records of her at the school...
Niu Fen finally had a chance to catch his breath. The intense physical exertion just now had nearly killed him from exhaustion, almost burning him out completely. Now that they were in the surveillance room, he could finally relax for a moment.
However, facing his Young Master's question, Niu Fen didn't dare slack off in the slightest, pouring out everything he knew all at once.
That was the one good thing about being the principal—he always got first-hand information about the school and was the first to know. For example, Niu Fen had known about Xia Tongxin's enrollment today several days in advance.
Because Xia Tongxin's identity was quite special, Niu Fen was the one responsible for coordinating her arrival. He never expected this information to actually come in handy today.
Niu Fen and the hospital director had just come to the surveillance room to unlock the camera permissions. They hadn't looked closely, only confirming that the incident had happened and figuring out where Ye Cheng went before rushing off non-stop to report the news.
Niu Fen didn't know much more than the Eldest Miss.
Although he hadn't watched much of the footage, Niu Fen recognized Xia Tongxin on the monitor at first glance. It couldn't be helped; Xia Tongxin's pink hair was simply too recognizable. It would be hard not to know her.
The school didn't allow dyed hair, but... Xia Tongxin's family was incredibly rich. Once they activated their money superpower, the school could turn a blind eye to things like dyed hair and tattoos.
Taking a step back, even if Xia Tongxin didn't have pink hair, her natural platinum blonde hair looked dyed anyway, so it didn't really matter what color it was...
It wasn't too much to be slightly flexible, right?
Under Niu Fen's explanation, Shen Qinghan finally understood what was so special about Xia Tongxin... she was just a naive idiot with more money than brains.
You could just mentally picture her as a loot bug that would drop gold coins at any moment; just finish her off in passing.
Can we find out where this person went? Shen Qinghan asked after a moment of silence.
Niu Fen nodded hastily. He finally had a chance to prove himself!
Yes, Young Master. Right before I came over, I already had my subordinates look for her. There will be results very soon. You just need to sit here and wait for a moment!
That's exactly why Niu Fen was the principal! He was quite tactful and knew exactly how to handle things!
Shen Qinghan nodded. Since her whereabouts were being tracked, she just had to wait for the subordinates to report the location. For now... she should finish watching the video. She also wanted to know exactly what kind of injury would cause someone to bleed so much.
Click!
Pressing the play button, the video resumed. Xia Tongxin and her entourage were returning from outside, carrying strawberry-flavored milk for the head maid. Halfway there, the bodyguards suddenly seemed to spot something and hurriedly surrounded Xia Tongxin to protect her in the center.
Surrounded so tightly that not a drop of water could leak through, Xia Tongxin's vision was completely blocked. In the surveillance room, Xia Tongxin's angry voice could be heard, demanding the bodyguards step aside or she would get mad.
But even so, the bodyguards didn't dare!
And reasonably so...
Just think about it: they received salaries and benefits that outsiders would die for, far exceeding their peers, and their only mission was to protect their young lady. If a blood-soaked monster walked towards you, leaving a bloody footprint with every step, wouldn't you panic?
In this day and age, seeing such a violent scene was quite shocking. It triggered every single bodyguard's stress response. At the slightest sign of trouble, they would take immediate action!
Half of them would stay behind as meat shields, while the other half escorted the young lady away...
Bodyguards had to have the resolve of bodyguards. Damn monster, don't underestimate... Eh? He left?
A large group of bodyguards stood in strict formation, treating him like a deadly enemy. In the end... Ye Cheng didn't even spare them a glance and went straight to the registration window, causing a commotion... Oh wait, no. After registering, Ye Cheng sat down in the waiting area to the side.
The surveillance camera was positioned perfectly, capturing the sharp contrast between the front and back of Ye Cheng—one side glamorous, the other battered and bruised. It left Shen Qinghan stunned.
Ye Cheng was excessively calm. Shen Qinghan even doubted her own eyes, blinking in disbelief as she watched Ye Cheng bleeding profusely while casually scrolling through videos on his phone...
Shen Qinghan: ???
What the hell is this idiot doing!
From the moment Ye Cheng walked into the frame, Shen Qinghan's hands, resting at her sides, unconsciously clenched into fists. Fine sweat appeared in her palms, and her heartbeat began to accelerate.
Her heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle—an indescribable sense of wrongness and discomfort...
She couldn't understand how someone could be so calm. It obviously hurt so much, he was obviously bleeding so much, and he was obviously the one who was heavily injured...
Shen Qinghan kept clenching her hands tighter, her nails digging deep and leaving red crescent marks in her palms. Her expression grew increasingly grim.
Niu Fen, standing to the side, seemed to notice something was wrong and hurriedly spoke up, Young Master, the Young Madam is in good health, he'll be fine. The director just said that a normal person with the Young Madam's level of blood loss would have collapsed long ago, let alone...
His voice grew quieter and quieter as Niu Fen felt like he shouldn't be speaking.
A normal person would have collapsed... didn't that mean it was extremely dangerous?
What the hell was he talking about!
Fuck!
Young Master, the director can guarantee with his life that the Young Madam will be fine! Niu Fen gritted his teeth and pinched the director beside him, who was constantly adjusting his bangs, trying not to say a word to lower his presence and slip by unnoticed.
The Director: ...
The director's face once again revealed an agonizing shit-eating smile as he nodded. Yes, the Young Madam has a strong physique. In my years of experience, this amount of blood is just a drop in the bucket. He'll recover in a couple of days. He cannot be compared to ordinary people...
The director began to utilize the charm of language.
He didn't dare tell Shen Qinghan that if a normal person had bled as much as Ye Cheng, they would have died long ago... Telling the truth might get him chopped into minced meat. The Shen family was not easy to reason with.
The Shen family could still be considered civilized people, but the Du family was hard to say... Maybe tomorrow she would receive a "tourist" plane ticket abroad, a one-way ticket.
Especially seeing Niu Fen now saying something about "Young Madam," it immediately triggered the director. Damn it, who is this?
Why hadn't he heard about this?
Bastard, just lie down honestly when you're injured, please, bro...
"Bang!"
In the surveillance footage, Ye Cheng seemed to have fallen asleep, hugging the little secretary's head and smashing into Xia Tongxin. His whole body went limp, and Shen Qinghan's heart skipped a beat.
The needle in her heart suddenly turned into a knife, slicing her. She felt an indescribable sense of something being wrong. She now...
She now...
"Young Master, the location is confirmed!" Niu Fen's very excited voice came over, hurriedly placing the location that had just been sent over in front of Shen Qinghan.
The principal's excited voice forcibly pulled Shen Qinghan back from the negative emotion of "something being wrong." Her eyes fixed on the surveillance, seeing the unconscious Ye Cheng being taken away by Xia Tongxin.
Part of the people stayed behind to take care of the little secretary, while the other part gently carried Ye Cheng and ran out of the hospital, transferring him to another hospital at the fastest speed!
After leaving the hospital, the convoy set off, unimpeded all the way, directly to the hospital under Xia Tongxin's name for surgery. The whole process took less than ten minutes, without any need to wait!
Traffic jam?
Sorry, don't understand. Someone had already gone ahead to clear the way. The road was "empty," and you just needed to drive. No matter how fast you drove, it was "compliant."
What is efficiency?
This is efficiency!
For several minutes, the hospital on the school's side was still in chaos, while Xia Tongxin's side had already arranged the operating room. Top doctors were directly seconded from other hospitals, offering a price they couldn't refuse!
The power of money!
Shen Qinghan closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "Let's go, turn off the surveillance."
After Shen Qinghan finished speaking, she walked out, incidentally blocking the President's retreat by not even letting her see the surveillance!
Before long, the Shen family's special car sped out of the school...
Outside the school, in an inconspicuous black sedan, the logistics personnel of the Dongfang family reported the news to their eldest miss.
"Eldest Miss, they've come out!"
"Follow them, I'll be right there." Dongfang Zhixia's voice, suppressing anger, came from the other end of the phone.
"Yes!"
The black vehicle slowly started and followed behind the Shen family's vehicle that had just driven away...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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.”
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."
