Yang Ming's Eyes Were Gouged Out, Gu Lingfei's Class Reunion

"Ahhh, this feels amazing~~~~"

Chen Hao on the third floor was enjoying a full-body massage with aromatic oils from a foreign masseuse.

Of course, he hadn't forgotten about Yang Ming's situation.

[Ding! Host successfully screwed over Yang Ming, gaining 5,000 "Screw You" points.]

The brutal beating had brought Chen Hao a hefty profit.

"Yang Ming is a Chosen One after all—he won't die so easily. But even if he survives this time, I’ll still take his clairvoyant eyes."

A ruthless glint flashed in Chen Hao's eyes.

Ever since binding with the "Screw You" System, he had completely embraced the darkness—no emotions, no mercy.

To him, everyone marked as a "screw-you target" was just prey. Nothing more.

About ten minutes later, the system chimed again.

[Ding! Host completed the mission—gouging out Yang Ming’s clairvoyant eyes. Reward: 100,000 "Screw You" points.]

Chen Hao snapped his fingers. "But I can’t let him die. He’s still a good cash cow."

With that, he pulled up his pants and rushed out.

Seeing Yang Ming half-dead with both eyes gouged out, Chen Hao immediately turned on the waterworks, tears streaming down his face like a seasoned actor.

[Wait… huh? This guy can’t even see me. Who am I crying for?]

The tears stopped mid-flow.

"Let go of my brother!" Chen Hao’s voice boomed across the casino.

Yang Ming, barely clinging to life, seemed to grasp at this lifeline. "Brother Chen! Brother Chen, save me!"

"Little Yang, I’m too late~~~"

Chen Hao’s wails were downright heartbreaking. Then, with a display of grandmaster-level prowess, he stunned the crowd, flexed his dominance, and took Yang Ming away.

......

"Damn, Chen Hao’s got a traitorous streak now? Playing mind games?"

Jiang Che had noticed Chen Hao’s every move—after all, the guy had just exploded with over two million points. There was no hiding that kind of energy.

"But bro-in-law, even if you’ve got a rebellious bone, you’re still in my palm. Heh heh heh—"

After his luck ran dry, Chen Hao had gradually morphed into the prototype of a villain.

"Jiang Che, what’s wrong with my brother?" Chen Ningshuang asked, puzzled.

"Nothing much. I’m just in a bad mood. When we train later, you might have to endure a bit of hardship."

Chen Ningshuang’s eyes lit up. She was just one step away from becoming a grandmaster!

By now, she had grown dependent on Jiang Che’s help in cultivation. Once you’ve ridden a sports car, who’d want to go back to a tricycle? Impossible!

"I… I don’t mind. Jiang Che, as long as you can help me break through to grandmaster, it’s fine."

Her delicate face was filled with unwavering determination—pure thirst for power, no distractions.

...

Evening.

"Boom—"

A dull thud echoed as Chen Ningshuang lost control of her surging internal energy, nearly blowing up the bed.

At the same time, her cultivation officially crossed the threshold from peak master to grandmaster.

A faint martial domain enveloped the entire Jiang family villa.

Jiang Che, however, was in an awkward spot. His cultivation talent was abysmal—stuck at peak master, unable to advance to grandmaster no matter how many dual cultivation sessions he tried.

"Jiang Che, I did it."

Chen Ningshuang’s face radiated unparalleled excitement. Once upon a time, becoming a grandmaster had been her lifelong goal.

Even with her confidence in her talent, she had estimated it would take at least fifteen years.

But now? In less than half a year by Jiang Che’s side, she had achieved it. This terrifying speed was something she’d never dared dream of!

"Heh… Satisfied already? My cultivation talent might suck, but my ‘root bone’ doesn’t!"

Jiang Che smirked suggestively. By now, Chen Ningshuang was a seasoned veteran—she knew exactly what he meant.

"Whether it sucks or not… I’ll have to test it myself." She smirked, her eyes as alluring as a fox’s.

Just then—

BAM!

The bedroom door was kicked open.

"What the hell are you two doing?! Can’t you let people sleep? Renovating or fighting in here?!"

Yu Wan'er stood there in pajamas, barefoot, rubbing her sleepy eyes but fuming with rage.

The noise from Chen Ningshuang’s breakthrough had jolted the little loli awake. Forced out of sleep, she was now fearless and ready to throw hands with anyone.

Chen Ningshuang winced. "Sorry, Wan'er… Didn’t mean to disturb you."

Jiang Che licked his lips and waved a hand. "Yu Wan'er, your cultivation’s lacking too. Let me help you break through to Transform Force."

A surge of energy yanked Yu Wan'er right into his grasp.

Chen Ningshuang blinked, then quickly understood Jiang Che’s intentions, her cheeks flushing slightly.

...

"Knock knock knock—"

Someone rapped on the door.

"Which bastard is knocking now?" Jiang Che cursed inwardly.

[Jiang Che, I’m sorry >︿<]

"Shh, quiet. Someone’s here." He pressed a hand over the little loli’s mouth to silence her.

[You @#￥&!@!]

Jiang Che stuffed Yu Wan'er under the blankets—she was so tiny, she disappeared completely.

"Jiang Che? You… still awake?"

Gu Lingfei stepped inside after knocking.

"Lingfei-jie, what’s up? Hmm—"

Jiang Che’s eye twitched. This damn loli was taking advantage of the situation to mess with him?!

A big-shot villain like him, outplayed by a brat? He’d have to reclaim his dignity later.

"Che, it’s nothing major. I’ve got a class reunion coming up. Wanna come with me? You can pretend to be my boyfriend..."

Jiang Che’s lips curled.

"Lingfei-jie, didn’t you study abroad? You lived overseas for seven or eight years. What classmates are these?"

Gu Lingfei sighed. "High school classmates. They insisted on inviting me. A close friend is dragging me along—I couldn’t refuse."

Jiang Che facepalmed. Was this the classic "class reunion" trope from urban novels?

This plotline appeared in almost every damn book—eleven out of ten, even. And now he was stuck in it?

Logically, Gu Lingfei was now the CEO of a listed company. Her high school classmates were in a completely different world—the class divide was like heaven and earth.

"So the issue isn’t with Gu Lingfei. That means someone else triggered this ‘class reunion’ trope. Another Chosen One, perhaps?"

Jiang Che’s interest was piqued. Ever since becoming a villain, he’d grown hyper-aware of these cliché plotlines.

"Lingfei-jie, who’s this ‘close friend’ of yours?"

Jiang Che narrowed his eyes and asked.