Dongfang Zhixia’s HP bar: -1 -1 -1……
Shen Qinghan’s HP bar: -10…… -10…… -10……
This was what happened when an assassin fought a warrior: one dealt damage quickly, while the other hit hard. Compared with the young lady’s nonstop combination punches, President Shen’s “left fist hits hard, right fist hits even harder” was still far too overpowered.
Her only weakness was that her attack speed couldn’t keep up with the young lady’s. On top of that, the young lady’s body was even weaker than an ordinary person’s, so her HP bar was quickly emptied.
Shen Qinghan prepared to use an even more extreme method of attacking the simple-minded, physically powerful violence gorilla in front of her.
She narrowed her eyes and once again began charging up for a headbutt… The young lady had a good head—at least when it came to skull hardness, President Shen couldn’t compare.
Every time she took one of those headbutts, she would be stunned for quite a while. Most importantly, the move had practically no wind-up, making it impossible for Dongfang Zhixia to predict and stop it in advance.
All she could do was keep her distance and anticipate it ahead of time. If her prediction failed, naturally…
“Thud!”
“Hiss…”
Dongfang Zhixia’s HP bar: -100……
Shen Qinghan’s HP bar: -10……
High risk, high reward. One charged heavy blow made up for all the damage she had taken earlier. Dongfang Zhixia grimaced in pain, and a wave of dizziness swept over her. By the time she recovered, Shen Qinghan had already pinned her beneath her.
The tables had turned!
And then… Ora ora ora ora ora!!!
Dongfang Zhixia’s HP bar: -1 -1 -1……
Dongfang Zhixia: “???”
Dongfang Zhixia was furious. She rolled up her sleeves, ready to start exerting herself and put an end to this one-sided battle. She had originally only intended to fool around, but now…
Fine. Shen Qinghan, you’ve successfully angered me!
Just as Dongfang Zhixia was about to deal with Shen Qinghan right there and then, the corner of her eye suddenly caught several additional gazes directed toward Lin Baizhi.
They seemed rather strange.
Dongfang Zhixia: “……”
There were so many people…
“Idiot, stop it! Haven’t you embarrassed us enough already?” Dongfang Zhixia’s face flushed red as she glared at Shen Qinghan, who was still relentlessly pounding away at her with a crazed stream of ora oras.
Dongfang Zhixia’s HP bar: -1 -1 -1……
Shen Qinghan paused at her words, then turned her head and looked over. She met the shocked and peculiar gazes of the Chen family members.
And then… ora ora ora ora ora!
Dongfang Zhixia’s HP bar: -1 -1 -1……
Dongfang Zhixia: “???”
Are you ever going to stop?!
Damn problem child!
Dongfang Zhixia’s eyes seemed to burn with flames as she prepared to show her brutal side. But then, the fists that had been raining down like drops of water suddenly vanished, along with the weight pressing on top of her.
Shen Qinghan quickly stood up and looked down calmly at Dongfang Zhixia on the ground.
“Haven’t you embarrassed us enough already?”
Dongfang Zhixia: “???”
I—@#￥%……
Even with Dongfang Zhixia’s excellent upbringing, she could barely hold back from cursing at this point. Why did she feel as though Shen Qinghan had become so irritatingly smug?
Could she have been assimilated by some bastard?
At the very least, Dongfang Zhixia could say with certainty that the old Shen Qinghan would never have done something like this—getting her revenge, then immediately spouting such serious-sounding nonsense.
She was becoming less and less proper.
Dongfang Zhixia forcefully suppressed her anger, glared at Shen Qinghan, and silently recorded this grudge in her heart, planning to get her revenge later.
As for now… continuing their fight really would be embarrassing. Even though she was confident she could regain the upper hand, Dongfang Zhixia didn’t want to lose face in front of these people.
As for revenge, it would be better to wait until later, when they were “behind closed doors.”
That wasn’t the only reason Dongfang Zhixia had chosen to stop. There was another crucial factor: she didn’t want Lin Baizhi to sit by and profit as the fisherman who benefited from the struggle between the snipe and the clam.
As usual, before Dongfang Zhixia could even stand up, Shen Qinghan had already walked toward Lin Baizhi and taken a photograph of Ye Cheng from her pocket.
“Do you know this person?” Shen Qinghan asked calmly.
Her voice was icy cold, and the Chen family members’ hearts skipped a beat.
Another one?
Quite a lot of the Chen family had been brought here this time—several dozen people, both major and minor relatives. Every direct relative with any connection at all had been brought over.
There were many of them, but very few could recognize Ye Cheng. They could be counted on one hand.
Aside from the old woman currently being beaten, cursed at, and threatened by Lin Baizhi, only Chen Youliang’s son and grandson recognized him. Oh, right—Chen Qiao recognized him too, though she was already unconscious.
She had once coveted Ye Cheng’s body.
Fortunately, she hadn’t succeeded back then. Otherwise, Lin Baizhi would have gone berserk long ago, and the Chen family wouldn’t have been able to enjoy their peaceful days until now…
The old woman was being held up by Lin Baizhi and questioned, so she had no attention to spare for Shen Qinghan. The changes in the eyes of Chen Youliang’s eldest son and grandson, however, were keenly caught by the young lady.
Holding up the photograph, Shen Qinghan repeated her question.
“Do you two know this person?”
She had called them out by name. She had even correctly identified both of them. Once again, it was that powerful sixth sense.
Dongfang Zhixia, who had come over afterward, had a question mark appear above her head. She was puzzled about what Shen Qinghan based her interrogations on. She couldn’t possibly be relying entirely on intuition, could she?
Well, believe it or not, that was exactly it. Her intuition hadn’t been wrong. It had simply been given another name in the young lady’s case…
Observation Haki!
The Chen father and son: “……”
Their hearts sank. What frightened them wasn’t Shen Qinghan’s question, but the fact that, the moment she spoke, they clearly sensed a large mass of dark figures surrounding them—people who didn’t look much like bodyguards—begin to move.
Dozens of gazes fell upon the two of them. The pressure was as heavy as a mountain, nearly squeezing the air from their lungs.
“Fucking hell, our young mistress is asking you two a question! Are you pretending to be deaf? Damn it!”
After they remained silent for a while, the dorm supervisor auntie lost patience. She rolled up her sleeves, took her “signature weapon” from the person behind her, and stalked toward them menacingly.
The Chen father and son: “???”
When the two saw the ferocious old woman who had just been beating people now coming at them with a pair of nunchucks, they were so terrified they nearly turned into little grandsons.
Young mistress?
That young mistress couldn’t possibly be the icy-cold girl standing in front of them, could she?
So she was the real leader?
Her background was that impressive?
“We know! We know!” the Chen father and son hurriedly answered, afraid that if they responded any more slowly, the terrifying martial-arts granny in front of them would strike them with her nunchucks.
The questioning continued.
Dongfang Zhixia: “……”
The people of the Du family really were something else…
Watching silently from the side, the corner of Dongfang Zhixia’s mouth twitched. Although a certain self-righteous person was indeed a problem child, at least she wasn’t like a certain old monster who acted like a street thug.
Otherwise…
It was hard to imagine what the Du family would have become.
Before long, the father and son of the Chen family spilled everything they knew about Ye Cheng, like peas pouring from a pod. The two of them constantly filled in each other’s gaps.
Terrified that they might leave out some detail, they racked their brains to remember everything. Indeed, under the pressure of fear, human potential was limitless!
And if that still wasn’t enough… no problem. They could always rely on the “memory technique.” Sooner or later, they would remember something.
After listening for a while, Dongfang Zhixia and Shen Qinghan both frowned.
“It’s all useless drivel,” Dongfang Zhixia said irritably. The two of them had seemed to say a lot, but in reality, it was nothing of value.
Things like Ye Cheng’s name, height, weight, favorite foods, and the type of woman he liked… Hmm, the last two could barely be considered useful.
Everything else was complete nonsense. They had even thrown in his name just to pad things out. Their will to survive was truly off the charts.
At the same time, their words conveyed another message…
They had no useful information about Ye Cheng here.
Although Dongfang Zhixia had been mentally prepared for this, confirmation still left her feeling somewhat disappointed.
“Miss, that really is everything the two of us know. We’re not lying to you—we swear!” the father and son of the Chen family hurriedly insisted.
“That’s right, that’s right. Brother Cheng has always kept to himself. Miss, that’s truly all we know,” Chen Qiao added.
The more the Chen father and son explained, the more irritated Dongfang Zhixia became. There was only one reason for it…
She couldn’t stand being addressed as “Miss.”
Dongfang Zhixia knew that it was merely a general form of address, since they didn’t know her name.
But because of Ye Cheng, the words “Miss” had, in a certain sense, already become associated with Shen Qinghan. The moment Dongfang Zhixia heard them, Ye Cheng’s voice would echo in her mind.
Miss, Miss…
Damn this “Miss” nonsense!
“Shut up!” Dongfang Zhixia snapped, her voice full of impatience.
The Chen father and son trembled in fright. They had no idea what they had said wrong or how they had offended Dongfang Zhixia, but they immediately fell silent, shaking like a pair of quails.
The father and son of the Xu family were in much the same situation.
Xu’s father was in an awkward position. He couldn’t stand, couldn’t sit—and, for that matter, didn’t dare do either.
Afraid of being caught in the crossfire, he didn’t even dare stand with the Chen family. He kept off to the side by himself, doing his best to lower his presence as much as possible.
Others might not recognize them, but as a mid-level figure in a second-rate faction of Dahai City, he had at least come into contact with the people in those circles.
He had even been fortunate enough to see members of the Three Great Families from a distance on several occasions…
If he hadn’t been mistaken just now, then the three middle-aged men standing not far away should have been Su Su, the eldest daughter of the Su family of Dajing City; Lin Tianxiong, the head of the Lin family and leader of a first-rate faction; and Shen Ming, the head of the Shen family, one of the newly elevated Three Great Families…
Xu’s father: “…”
Where… where the hell had he ended up?
Any one of them could make Dahai City tremble three times over. And now they were all gathered here. What were they planning to do?
Was Dahai City about to undergo a major upheaval?
Young Master… Was the person standing in front of him the Young Master of the Du family?
For some reason, Xu’s father suddenly felt weak in the knees. At the same time, he felt incredibly fortunate. Luckily, he had brought over the little bastard from his family at the very first sign of trouble. Otherwise…
There was a good chance the Xu family would have vanished from Dahai City in the most literal sense of the word.
No, not just Dahai City—the entire world.
Rumble—
Whoosh—
A deafening roar came from the sky as an airplane took off from Dahai City and departed, leaving behind a graceful arc in the heavens.
On the plane.
“Auntie, look! There are so many people down there, and so many cars!”
The younger son pressed himself against the airplane window, his rear sticking up in the air as he stared excitedly at the orphanage below, which was ablaze with lights.
“Shut up, you little fatty, before I smack you,” Tang Yuyao said, her voice filled with annoyance and impatience.
The younger son: “…”
The world has isolated me; let it mock me as it pleases…
The plane’s destination: the Northwest!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
