The Allure of Wang Yanran, the Astonishment of the Jiang Family

"Bro, I was wrong."

One second, the little bro was still talking tough, the next he instantly backed down.

What could he do? He really didn’t want to be zapped by that damn Equalizer Device. Even though his late-stage Grandmaster strength meant the device could only suppress a third of his power, it was still irritating as hell!

Even someone as powerful as Jiang Yunhuang, a Skybreaker-tier expert, felt somewhat uncomfortable under its effects, let alone a mere Grandmaster like him. The infrasound waves made his whole body feel off.

[Ding! Host failed at showing off. Coolness Points -250.]

Jiang Ruoxu’s scalp tingled. Losing 250 Coolness Points in one go wasn’t a big deal for him, but the humiliation was real.

"You damn system, I swear you’re a spy sent by Jiang Che—I just don’t have proof."

"What? I didn’t hear you clearly. Say it again?" Jiang Che grinned.

Jiang Ruoxu clenched his fists. "Bro, I was wrong." Though he apologized, his tone was dripping with resentment.

Jiang Che chuckled. Ah, nothing beat messing with his little bro—no guilt, just pure satisfaction.

With a casual flick, Jiang Che tweaked the settings and added Jiang Ruoxu to the whitelist.

"Whew—"

Instant relief. That itchy, uncomfortable sensation vanished.

Jiang Yunhuang walked up to Jiang Che. "Che’er, are you really planning to hand this technology over to Dragon Country?"

Jiang Che rubbed his chin. "Well, there’s another option—have my company manufacture it and sell the products to the Dragon Country government. Make some profit while we’re at it."

Compared to outright handing over the tech, he preferred the latter.

Jiang Yunhuang nodded. "Che’er, you handle this however you see fit. If anyone gives you trouble, just drop your grandpa’s name. This old man may be getting on in years... but I can still swing a blade."

A faint aura of a Skybreaker’s power leaked out unintentionally.

As the current pinnacle of Dragon Country’s combat hierarchy, the Skybreaker tier carried serious weight. Even as an early-stage Skybreaker, Jiang Yunhuang was terrifying beyond measure.

"Oh, and this anti-qi bullet coating—it can bypass a martial artist’s protective qi and pierce straight through?"

"Yep. Of course... if I wanted to, it wouldn’t affect our own people." Jiang Che’s smile deepened.

Jiang Ruoxu immediately bristled. "So what if it can break my qi defense? A Grandmaster’s reflexes are no joke. With my agility, bullets wouldn’t even touch me!"

The confidence was palpable.

"Oh? Then how about this?" Jiang Che smirked and pulled out a massive Gatling gun from his system inventory.

Jiang Ruoxu: "......"

"You think 1,800 rounds per minute of qi-piercing bullets won’t turn a Grandmaster like you into Swiss cheese?"

"No matter how fancy your footwork is, without qi armor, you’re just a sitting duck."

Jiang Ruoxu fell silent. He was sweating bullets now.

Now that he thought about it, a Grandmaster without protective qi was just as vulnerable to firearms as any ordinary person.

"Wanna test it out? See if your ‘godly reflexes’ can dodge my armor-piercing rounds?"

Jiang Ruoxu paled and waved his hands frantically. "N-no, no need! You’re absolutely right, bro. Absolutely right."

No way in hell was he volunteering for that. Even if the bullets couldn’t bypass qi, a Grandmaster’s defense wouldn’t hold up against a Gatling’s relentless barrage.

1,800 rounds a minute? He’d be turned into mincemeat. Only a Supreme Grandmaster could withstand that kind of firepower!

[Ding! Host successfully acted like a coward. Reward: 250 Coolness Points.]

Jiang Ruoxu: "Damn system, I @#$%&@!"

His dignity was officially in shambles.

...

After toying with his little bro for a bit, Jiang Che left the Jiang family.

The anti-qi bullet coating tech would be handed over to Dragon Country, while the Equalizer Device would be manufactured and sold by his own company, Qiangsheng Group.

Might as well make some money off it.

Of course, this would piss off the entire ancient martial arts world, but Jiang Che wasn’t worried. He had three Skybreaker-tier puppets in his arsenal now.

Who dared make a move? Show your face and get erased.

Later, Wang Yanran handled negotiations with Dragon Country’s higher-ups, who were utterly shocked.

No doubt there’d be several rounds of bargaining ahead.

...

In the car, Wang Yanran pouted as she pulled on a fresh pair of black stockings.

"You little brat, you ruined my stockings! How am I supposed to wear these now? These cost hundreds a pair!"

She looked genuinely pained. She didn’t own many pairs to begin with—just one or two, bought specifically for Jiang Che—and now one was completely wrecked.

The once-perfect stockings now had a gaping hole, with threads fraying and skin peeking through. The way the fabric clung to her smooth, fair flesh was enough to make any pervert’s heart race.

"What’s the big deal? I already bought you more, sis. Custom-made, just for you."

With a flourish, Jiang Che pulled out five or six pairs of premium stockings from his system inventory.

"You—"

Wang Yanran’s lips parted, then her eyes filled with disdain.

What kind of man just casually carries half a dozen pairs of stockings in his pocket?

Ugh, this scheming playboy had planned this all along.

Jiang Che took her delicate foot in hand and began slipping the stockings on for her.

Despite being a police officer who was constantly on her feet, Wang Yanran’s feet hadn’t lost their perfect shape. No odor, either—just flawless, as expected of a novel’s female lead.

Never having smelly feet was definitely a top-tier perk.

"Sis, so? Did you get a promotion? What about your dad?"

Even after finishing with the stockings, Jiang Che kept his hands busy. He had a thing for Wang Yanran’s mature, long legs.

"Promotion? It’s not that easy."

She rolled her eyes. If her father climbed any higher, he’d practically be in the ministry!

"Sis, how are you gonna reward me? I just sold out the entire ancient martial arts world. Once those martial artists figure it out, they’ll want me dead."

Jiang Che buried his face in her lap, his voice dripping with faux innocence.

"Reward you? How about I shove my foot in your mouth? Would that be reward enough?"

Wang Yanran gritted her teeth and tugged at his ear.

Jiang Che opened his mouth wide. "Go ahead, stuff it in. Aaaah—"

Wang Yanran: "......"

He’d just redefined shamelessness in her eyes.

But Jiang Che wasn’t wrong. By betraying Dragon Country’s martial arts world, he’d made himself public enemy number one. Those martial artists were definitely plotting murder right about now.