For Yin Chen, who had always taken pride in his family name, such an incident was naturally a source of deep embarrassment. But the priority now was to cut further losses and salvage what remained of the family's dignity—at the very least, they couldn't afford to let the shame spread from Shanghai all the way to the northern cities.
The group didn't linger long in the conference room.
After making that phone call, Yin Chen's entire demeanor had shifted. The usual elegance and composure he wore so effortlessly had noticeably faded.
The private car came to a smooth stop beneath the Oriental Pearl Tower. The city's iconic landmark felt unusually quiet at this hour. The usually bustling entrance plaza had been cordoned off with temporary barriers, with only a few security personnel in uniform standing guard.
A middle-aged man in a suit, his slicked-back hair immaculate but his forehead beaded with sweat, hurried over.
"A-Chen."
He greeted Yin Chen first before turning to An Changqing and his group, forcing a stiff smile.
Yin Chen gave him no time for pleasantries, getting straight to the point.
"Second Uncle, what's the situation?"
"Ah..."
The middle-aged man sighed and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his brow.
"I've checked everything I could. There's no record of any intrusion into the security system, and the surveillance footage shows nothing unusual."
"I've had every employee on shift interviewed separately—from managers to janitors—and no one noticed anything out of the ordinary."
His tone was laced with helplessness.
Long Ao, hands in his pockets, glanced around and curled his lip.
"This is the best your family security can do?"
One of the younger security guards standing behind the middle-aged man stiffened, about to speak, but was silenced by a sharp look from his superior.
Yin Chen's face darkened. Damn it—he knew this would be humiliating.
"Talking about it now is useless. Take us upstairs."
"Of course, of course. Right this way."
Yin Chen's Second Uncle quickly led the way, opening the door to a private elevator.
As the elevator rose smoothly, the panoramic view of Shanghai unfolded beneath the glass cabin, though no one was in the mood to admire it.
With a soft ding, the doors slid open.
The vast, empty revolving restaurant came into view.
The massive, circular floor-to-ceiling windows offered a 360-degree view of the city's nightscape. Thick carpet covered the floor, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and silverware glinted under the lights.
Everything was orderly, spotless—so clean that even the trash bins were empty.
An Changqing's gaze swept across the room.
"This place has been cleaned up?"
"Yes."
The Second Uncle nodded and bowed.
"Pointless."
Hong Yuan slammed her huge axe against the floor, the dull thud making the poor man flinch.
Despite his seniority in the family hierarchy, Second Uncle was an ordinary person who had not inherited the Yin family's ancestral abilities. He had to treat even a younger generation member like Yin Chen with the utmost respect. After all, staying compliant might allow him to live a life of idle luxury, but crossing this young master could spell trouble—great families had no shortage of spare relatives.
Yin Chen ignored his uncle and walked to the center of the dining hall.
"Let's split up and search."
He looked at An Changqing.
"An Changqing, please come with me to review the surveillance footage again. Maybe we can catch something we missed."
"Alright."
An Changqing nodded in agreement.
Su Yuehe had already taken out a portable computer and several oddly shaped detectors from her storage ring, and was beginning to set them up in the restaurant for a deep scan.
Times had changed.
Long Ao and Hong Yuan exchanged a glance. Each took responsibility for half the area and began a physical search, not even missing the vents in the ceiling or the carpet beneath their feet.
Chen Guan, however, carried his black coffin on his back and strolled unhurriedly through the restaurant. Unlike the others, who searched with clear purpose, he moved like an ordinary tourist, walking slowly along the floor-to-ceiling windows, his gaze fixed on the countless lights of the city outside.
Time ticked by, minute after minute.
"No good. The surveillance is completely clean."
An Changqing and Yin Chen walked out of the monitoring room, both frowning.
"Same on my end."
Long Ao stomped a foot onto a chair, visibly irritated.
"We've flipped every rug, and there's nothing."
Su Yuehe's expression was equally grave. She pointed at the data streams on her screen.
"There's a faint residual space fluctuation, but it's very unstable, like ripples on water about to settle. Impossible to track."
Every lead seemed to have hit a dead end.
The entire restaurant fell into a dead silence, broken only by the faint hum of the equipment.
Yin Chen's face was as dark as thunder. This wasn't just a tricky situation—it was a direct slap in the face to the Yin family.
Just then, Chen Guan, who had been silent the whole time, stopped walking.
He stood before a massive floor-to-ceiling window—one of the best vantage points in the restaurant.
Everyone’s eyes converged on him.
"What's the matter?"
An Changqing asked.
Chen Guan didn't turn around. He simply raised a finger and pointed at the glass in front of him.
"Here."
The group immediately gathered around.
The glass was clean and transparent, reflecting their figures and the night scenery outside. It showed no sign of anything unusual.
Long Ao leaned in and tapped it with his knuckles.
"What's wrong with the glass?"
"My scanner doesn't respond to it at all."
Su Yuehe held a detector close, but the readings didn't budge.
Yin Chen squinted, staring at the glass for a few seconds. Suddenly, he raised his right hand, palm facing forward.
Threads of white frost seeped from his palm and slowly adhered to the glass surface.
Crack... crack...
A thin layer of ice spread rapidly from the center of his hand, like living vines crawling across the glass.
Against the backdrop of frost, a faint, nearly transparent imprint began to seep out from the inside of the glass.
None of those present—including An Changqing and Su Yuehe—could recognize the origin of that symbol.
But then, Yin Chen’s Second Uncle, who had been standing nearby barely daring to breathe, turned ashen the moment he saw the symbol. His lips quivered, as if he had glimpsed the most terrifying thing in the world.
Yin Chen noticed his reaction. He turned, his voice as cold as the frost on his palm.
"Second Uncle, do you recognize this?"
The middle-aged man flinched, his eyes darting. He stammered, unable to form words.
"Speak!"
Yin Chen shouted sternly.
"That... that is something the old master personally sealed away three years ago!"
His voice trembled, almost sobbing.
"How did it get out again?"
Yin Chen's Second Uncle seemed to lose all strength, collapsing against a dining table behind him, his eyes filled with nothing but terror.
"Second Uncle."
Yin Chen's voice was icy, each word laced with frost.
"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
"A-Chen, this, this is not the place to talk. Let's go downstairs first, downstairs first. We'll talk there."
The middle-aged man shakily tried to reach for Yin Chen’s arm, but before his hand could make contact, a single glare from Yin Chen forced him to pull back.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
