The deep, furious roar of an engine tore through the silent night sky of Jiangcheng.
An ultra-luxurious Koenigsegg supercar with an extremely exaggerated, futuristic sci-fi design pulled up smoothly like a beast in the night at the entrance of a newly opened bar called "Nightfall" in the city's bustling downtown area.
As soon as the sports car came to a halt, the fashionable men and women waiting in line to enter the bar instantly burst into a frenzy.
"Holy shit! Is that a Koenigsegg Jesko? Since when did Jiangcheng have such a big shot?"
"This car must cost tens of millions, right? It's too sick!"
"Hurry up and take a picture! This is a top-tier god-level car that can do whatever it wants in Jiangcheng!"
Gasps echoed through the crowd as countless pairs of eyes stared fixedly at the supercar, their gazes filled with unconcealed shock and fanaticism.
The scissor doors slowly swung upward.
Su Bai, dressed in a well-tailored haute couture casual suit, stepped out of the driver's seat with his long legs, his expression calm and indifferent.
The moment he got out of the car, a young man with ash-grey hair and dressed in trendy designer clothes hurriedly rushed over from the bar entrance. This man was none other than the owner of the "Nightfall" bar, Wang Jie, who was quite well-known in Jiangcheng's circle of second-generation rich kids.
At this moment, Wang Jie's face was plastered with an extremely flattering smile, and he was bowing so low that his back formed almost a right angle.
"Brother Bai! You're finally here!" Wang Jie rubbed his hands together, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. "Your presence at my humble little establishment truly brings light to this place!"
Wang Jie's extremely subservient posture left all the rich kids around who knew him completely dumbfounded. In their eyes, Young Master Wang was usually a snobbish guy who looked down on everyone. Why was he acting like such a lapdog today?
But Wang Jie knew exactly what he was doing.
Right now, who in the entirety of Jiangcheng didn't know Su Bai's name?
He was the absolute helmsman of White Night Holdings, a super tycoon who could casually throw around billions in cash flow! Not to mention, he was also the prospective son-in-law of Jiangcheng's real estate mogul, Liu Chenhu. Just a few days ago, rumors were spreading wildly in their circle that Su Bai was preparing to drop billions to build the top private school in all of Asia, just so his future children wouldn't have to deal with intense competition!
For a big shot of this magnitude, it was usually harder than climbing to heaven for marginal second-generation kids like them to even get a glimpse of him. If the news that Su Bai visited his bar today got out, his place would absolutely be packed every single night in Jiangcheng from now on.
"Yeah," Su Bai nodded casually.
Just then, a tall, smoking hot figure eagerly lunged forward from behind Wang Jie and tightly wrapped her arms around Su Bai's arm.
It was Liu Chenyang, who had returned to her feminine attire.
Tonight, Liu Chenyang looked incredibly stunning. She wore a black, tight-fitting slip dress that perfectly accentuated her ultimate S-curve figure, which had been flawlessly transformed by the system. Her long, slender legs were wrapped in sheer black stockings, and she wore a pair of red-bottomed high heels, exuding a fatal allure from head to toe.
"Su Bai, you're finally here," Liu Chenyang looked up with her exquisitely beautiful face, her voice sickeningly sweet, as she unabashedly rubbed her impressive curves against Su Bai's arm.
The once wild tomboy who used to cross-dress as a boy in school had now completely turned into a clingy and incredibly submissive little vixen in front of Su Bai.
"Let's go. Let's head inside and check out your friend's place," Su Bai smoothly wrapped his arm around Liu Chenyang's slender waist.
"Brother Bai, sister-in-law, please come in! I've arranged everything!" Wang Jie quickly led the way. Acting like a dedicated head of security, he loudly ordered the bouncers at the door to part the crowd, forcefully clearing a spacious path for Su Bai.
Stepping inside the bar, they were instantly hit by the deafening bass of electronic dance music.
The interior decor was extremely luxurious. The massive domed ceiling featured an expensive mechanical matrix lighting rig that flashed and shifted wildly to the beat of the music. The dance floor was packed with young men and women twisting their bodies frantically, and the air was thick with the intoxicating blend of high-end perfume and alcohol.
Wang Jie led Su Bai and Liu Chenyang straight to the VIP booth, which boasted the best view in the house and had a minimum spend in the six figures.
As soon as the two sat down, a line of long-legged waitresses in sexy uniforms walked over carrying trays.
"Pop! Pop! Pop!"
Accompanied by a few crisp pops, six bottles of Ace of Spades champagne were opened simultaneously, and the golden liquid was poured into crystal glasses.
"Brother Bai, these bottles are my treat to show my respect. You and sister-in-law just let loose and have fun today; all the expenses are on me!" Wang Jie personally picked up a glass and handed it to Su Bai with both hands, his attitude respectful to the extreme.
Su Bai took the glass, took a sip, and casually scanned the bar.
Even though this bar was newly opened, Su Bai sharply noticed that the standard here was quite impressive.
The positioning of the security personnel around the dance floor was very strategic, their eyes sharp, faintly forming a cross-defense formation. The waiters weaving through the crowd had steady steps, carrying trays piled high with glasses across the crowded dance floor as if walking on flat ground, without spilling a single drop.
Even the DJ spinning tracks at the booth had extremely experienced control over the crowd's rhythm, making sure every drumbeat landed precisely at the peak of the guests' emotions.
"You've set up a nice place," Su Bai remarked casually as he set down his glass. "From the looks of it, the staff here are clearly seasoned veterans."
Hearing Su Bai's praise, Wang Jie's face instantly glowed with pride, and he nodded excitedly.
"Brother Bai, you have a keen eye! You spotted it right away!" Wang Jie leaned in a bit closer, explaining proudly, "Although my bar is new, I really invested heavily in it. From the head of security to the head waiter, the entire senior team was poached at great cost from the absolute top nightclubs in Shanghai and Beijing. Our main focus is professionalism and prestige; I absolutely couldn't drop the ball in front of you!"
Su Bai nodded slightly, acknowledging Wang Jie's competence.
"Su Bai, I want to drink a specialty cocktail. Can we go sit at the bar?" Liu Chenyang pressed close to Su Bai's ear, her breath fragrant as she acted coquettishly.
"Sure, let's go take a look." Su Bai stood up.
Wang Jie immediately cleared the way, leading the two of them through the noisy booth area to the massive circular bar in the center of the club.
By now, the area around the bar was completely packed, with people crowded three layers deep.
From the center of the crowd, enthusiastic gasps and whistles erupted from time to time.
As Su Bai stepped closer, he saw a male bartender inside the bar, wearing a black vest with intricate tattoos on his arms, putting on an incredibly dazzling flair bartending performance.
The bartender had a cool demeanor and focused eyes. His hands seemed to possess magic as four glass bottles flipped up and down in the air, creating a seamless blur of motion.
"Whoosh!"
The bartender suddenly spun around, catching the falling liquor bottle backhanded. With a sharp flick of his wrist, a stream of azure liquor traced a perfect arc in the air, landing precisely into the cocktail shaker a meter away.
Then, he picked up a lighter and gave the rim of the glass a gentle spark.
"Whoosh!"
A ball of spectral blue flame instantly flared up at the rim of the glass, drawing wild screams from the scantily clad socialites and wealthy heirs surrounding the bar.
"Awesome! That was so cool!"
"Lao K is a beast! Give us another one!"
The surrounding guests cheered loudly.
The bartender known as Lao K remained expressionless. He simply slid the finished drink to a guest with practiced ease, his eyes revealing a distinct pride unique to a master craftsman.
Wang Jie hurried over to Su Bai's side and loudly introduced him, "Brother Bai, this is Lao K, the head bartender I specifically poached from the Venetian Macao with a million-yuan signing bonus. He placed in the top three at the Asian Flair Bartending Championship. He's an absolute legend!"
With that, Wang Jie shouted toward the bar, "Lao K! Put down what you're doing for a second! Bring out your best tricks and mix two of your finest drinks for Brother Bai and my sister-in-law!"
Hearing his boss's orders, Lao K looked up at Su Bai. Though he possessed the typical arrogance of an artist, he knew better than to offend someone who could make Wang Jie act so subservient.
He nodded, took down a rare, discontinued bottle of whiskey from the top shelf behind him, took a deep breath, and began his signature premium mix.
This time, Lao K's movements were even more intricate and visually stunning.
Adding ice, pouring liquor, slicing garnishes, shaking the tin.
The silver cocktail shaker seemed to transform into a fluttering butterfly in his hands, constantly leaping and weaving across his arms, shoulders, and even behind his back. Every toss and catch looked incredibly risky yet landed perfectly secure, showcasing his profound foundation and muscle memory.
The surrounding crowd fell completely silent, everyone holding their breath as they watched this visual feast.
Su Bai stood at the bar, his gaze calmly following Lao K's movements.
Enhanced by a terrifying physique stat of 160 points that shattered human physiological limits, Su Bai's dynamic vision and neural reaction speed had long since reached an unfathomable level.
Lao K's complex movements, which blurred into dazzling afterimages to the average person, appeared as if they were playing in slow motion to Su Bai.
Su Bai could clearly see the trajectory of Lao K's every muscle contraction and the exact angle of every shift in his center of gravity. He could even perfectly calculate the exact number of rotations the bottle made in the air.
What originally seemed like profound and unfathomable flair bartending instantly became crystal clear to Su Bai in terms of its kinetic principles and mechanical logic.
"This technique is quite interesting." Su Bai raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
He turned his head toward Lao K behind the bar and spoke in a casual tone, "I see there's a bit of a trick to the weight distribution in your routine. Mind if I step behind the bar and give it a try?"
At these words, Lao K's hands paused for a fraction of a second.
He frowned imperceptibly. Flair bartending was a hardcore skill that required immense talent and tens of thousands of tedious practice hours to master. A layman wouldn't even be able to grasp the shaker's center of gravity, let alone juggle it. Forcing an imitation would only result in smashing a bottle against their own head.
Although Lao K scoffed internally, thinking this young master was just having a flight of fancy, the pressure from Wang Jie frantically winking at him forced him to nod respectfully.
"Of course, Young Master Su. Please come in." Lao K stepped aside, retrieving a spare cocktail shaker and a few shatterproof practice bottles from beneath the counter to hand over.
Su Bai rolled up the sleeves of his tailored suit and stepped behind the bar with a relaxed expression.
"Young Master Su, the most crucial aspects of flair bartending are wrist flexibility and a feel for the bottle's center of gravity. I'll slow down my movements first and demonstrate the most basic one-handed, two-bottle juggle." Standing to the side, Lao K explained in a professional tone. He then picked up two bottles and intentionally slowed his speed, tossing and catching them in the air twice.
Su Bai said nothing, simply watching quietly.
Once Lao K finished his demonstration, Su Bai reached out with his slender, powerful hands and grabbed the practice bottles from the counter.
Feeling the weight and texture of the bottles, Su Bai's mind instantly replayed every detail of Lao K's muscle movements. A faint smile played at the corners of his lips.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】