“Qiangwei... Qiangwei! What are you talking about?”
Su Han seemed utterly unable to believe what Qiangwei was saying.
He killed Bai Tianhuai?
How could that be?
Others might not know... but he was well aware of the truth!
The Wolf Fang Mercenary Corps had a traitor back then, who colluded with outsiders to set a trap for Bai Tianhuai. Brother Huai died saving him!
He had been investigating the cause of Brother Huai’s death all this time. How could he possibly be the one who killed Bai Tianhuai?
It was absolutely impossible!
“Qiangwei, what are you saying? I could never harm Brother Huai! He was my mentor and even saved my life multiple times. How could I possibly betray him?”
But how could Qiangwei believe Su Han’s nonsense?
“Hmph... You shameless scoundrel. I called you Brother Su Han for six years, and now I feel disgusted just thinking about it!”
The girl’s gaze turned to Su Han, her eyes filled with unmistakable hatred and disdain.
“Who would’ve thought the great Wolf King of the Wolf Fang Mercenary Corps had such... peculiar tastes?”
Qiangwei didn’t hold back when it came to roasting someone!
Qiangwei was usually quiet and cold, but her icy demeanor had been melted by Jiang Che’s fiery... love.
For Qiangwei now, Jiang Che was her everything.
“The Wolf King likes men?”
Su Han’s face turned pale at Qiangwei’s words.
“Qiangwei... no, it’s not like that. I don’t like men! I was forced into this!”
Su Han struggled desperately, but it was no use. The wooden horse chair seemed to have some kind of mortise-and-tenon structure, locking him in place. Every movement made him feel a tightness in his rear.
But soon, his gaze shifted to Jiang Che.
“Brother Jiang, take me away! We can talk about this later...”
But how could Jiang Che possibly let him go? He had come here precisely to finish Su Han off!
To make him die knowing the truth.
Su Han was stunned.
He looked at Qiangwei, who was glaring at him with hatred, and then at Jiang Che, who was smirking.
Even an idiot would’ve figured it out by now!
This was all Jiang Che’s doing!
In a flash, he remembered what Jiang Che had told him over a week ago... that Gu Lingfei liked effeminate men. He had believed it at the time!
Now it was clear... Jiang Che had dug a massive pit for him to fall into.
“Jiang Che! This is all your doing, isn’t it?”
Su Han shouted, but his voice was hoarse from the torment he had endured.
“Qiangwei! I didn’t kill Brother Huai. I was kidnapped and brought here. You have to believe me! This bastard is manipulating you for his own gain!”
The girl’s expression turned icy. “Who gave you the right to insult Brother Jiang Che? Shut up!”
Su Han immediately fell silent. Qiangwei’s tone was too commanding.
In the past, Su Han had hired women to play the role of Gu Lingfei, his cold and domineering CEO, while he acted like a loyal dog, willingly submitting to her. And the truth was... he enjoyed it.
Now, hearing Qiangwei’s “shut up,” something deep in his DNA kicked in.
“Hmph... So those videos were real. Not only do you like men, but you also enjoy being a simp.”
“Why call yourself the Wolf King? You should just call yourself the Dog King!”
Back in the Wolf Fang Mercenary Corps, Qiangwei had rarely been exposed to the internet, so she had always been cold and aloof.
But with Jiang Che, she had seen the colorful world of the web and learned plenty of new insults and comebacks.
Meanwhile, Jiang Che wrapped his arm around Qiangwei’s slender waist, looking at Su Han with a mocking smile.
“Su Han, you’re right. I’ve been messing with you! I’ve had my eye on you since the moment you returned to Dragon Country!”
Jiang Che dropped the act and laid his cards on the table.
Su Han’s eyes widened. “Why? Why are you doing this? I’ve never wronged you, have I?”
Su Han’s voice sounded pitiful.
“Hmph... You think no one knows you were the one who killed Bai Tianhuai?”
Jiang Che’s tone was righteous and indignant.
Su Han was baffled. He killed Brother Huai? How could he, the supposed murderer, not know about it?
“It wasn’t me! I must’ve been framed. Qiangwei, don’t believe a word he says!”
But Qiangwei just stood behind Jiang Che, her eyes locked on Su Han, her fists clenched tightly, her gaze filled with intense hatred!
“Then explain this video. Can you still deny it?”
The girl pulled out her phone and played the video Jiang Che had sent her.
It was footage of Su Han “plotting” to kill Bai Tianhuai.
“Damn you, Bai Tianhuai. You’ve been sitting on the Wolf King’s throne long enough. What makes you better than me, Su Han?”
“I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll lure Bai Tianhuai into the ambush, and you help me take him out...”
This wasn’t just audio—it was a video!!!
Su Han was utterly dumbfounded.
Was that... really him in the video?
But how could that be? The person in the video looked and sounded exactly like him!
At the same time... a terrifying thought occurred to him.
Could it be that he really did kill Bai Tianhuai? Maybe he had a split personality, and his other self was responsible?
That seemed like the only possible explanation!
“No... I don’t believe it! This can’t be real!”
Su Han thrashed around frantically, causing the wooden horse chair to creak and wobble.
“Qiangwei, it wasn’t me. It was my other personality. I might have dissociative identity disorder!”
“Yes! I have a split personality. The foot-licking and killing Brother Huai were all done by my other self!”
Su Han seemed to have grabbed onto a lifeline, immediately blaming everything on a non-existent alternate personality.
“Hmph... Su Han, I’ll make you pay with your life!”
Qiangwei’s gaze grew even colder. Split personality? Alternate self?
All she needed to know was that Su Han had killed her brother... and that was enough.
The murder of her brother was an unforgivable crime!
“Whoosh!”
A sharp dagger appeared in the girl’s hand, and she lunged at Su Han.
Her speed was so fast that even Jiang Che, who had reached the peak of martial arts, couldn’t react in time.
Well... to be honest, he didn’t want to react!
The dagger plunged straight into Su Han’s heart!
Su Han’s eyes widened in shock, as if he couldn’t believe that Qiangwei had actually... struck him down!
“Qiang... Qiangwei!”
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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
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.”
