Su Muwan watched for a moment, then waved her hand dismissively. "Let her go."
So it was this little fool, she thought, what a scare.
"Yes!"
As soon as the words fell.
The security team completely withdrew.
After being released from restraint, Feng Yueke got up while sobbing.
She wiped her tears, then looked at the silver needles scattered on the ground and burst into tears again.
These silver needles were each personally forged by her.
Usually, she would clean and store them carefully one by one.
But... now they were just lying there on the dirty ground.
It was too much, simply too much.
Feng Yueke crouched down and started picking them up one by one.
However...
"Ouch!"
While picking them up, she suddenly pricked her finger with a needle, and she let out a cry of pain and frustration.
She looked up and glared at Su Muwan and her group.
These bullies!
Then she lowered her head again and reached into her pocket for some gauze to bandage her finger, but as she did so...
Clatter!
The needles she had just picked up accidentally fell to the ground again.
Feng Yueke's expression froze, and she quickly looked up to glare at Qin Luo and the others again.
These bullies!
Then she lowered her head and started picking them up one by one again.
Qin Luo watched and blinked, thinking... well...
This person is so naive that I almost feel bad about having to act as a lackey against her. Could you at least let me trigger a skill animation first?
Su Muwan also watched with exasperation.
In her previous life, Wang Yong's junior sister was just as foolish.
She didn't expect that in this life... she seemed even more foolish.
However, since this person was already so naive...
Su Muwan glanced at Qin Luo beside her.
Surely he wouldn't stoop so low as to harm someone this innocent?
After all, she's already foolish enough - hitting her would just be... impolite.
Feng Yueke finally managed to pick up all the needles. Still sniffling and wiping her tears, she glared at Su Muwan.
She sniffed, trying to compose herself.
Then...
She drew out a needle and pointed it at Su Muwan. Her eyes were still red, but her voice was cold as she demanded: "Are you Su Muwan?!"
The atmosphere suddenly changed.
Su Muwan responded with feigned arrogance: "What if I am? As for you..."
"What kind of justice have you come seeking?"
Sure enough, she's a big bully! Her aura is so different!
Feng Yueke was terrified and seemed to be having second thoughts.
But!
When she thought of her beloved senior brother, her most respected senior brother...
Her most handsome senior brother...
[Junior sister, do you like this headband?]
[Junior sister, here's some candied haws for you]
[Junior sister...]
[Aww, junior sister...]
The beautiful memories of the past collided with the present reality.
Feng Yueke couldn't hold back anymore, with her enemy right before her eyes.
She!
Must take revenge!
Senior brother was humiliated here! The Jiang Family won't handle it! But I will!
So, Feng Yueke took a deep breath, her aura intensifying. Senior brother, lend me your strength!
She snorted coldly and shouted: "Hmph! Listen well!! My senior brother Wang Yong became like this all because of you!!"
"I'm here to avenge my senior brother!"
As she spoke, Feng Yueke's fingertips twitched, her gaze focused.
She shouted in rage: "Su Muwan, you poisonous woman!! Die..."
Keywords triggered!
"How dare you!"
Slap!
"Ah—!"
Before she could finish.
Qin Luo suddenly appeared before Feng Yueke in a flash of anger and slapped her hard across the face.
In that instant!
The entire scene fell silent!
Su Muwan looked at the spot where Qin Luo had suddenly vanished from beside her.
She slowly raised a question mark: ?
Huh? Weren't you the one who said even hitting a fool was too much?
Thud!
Feng Yueke's previously passionate expression turned to bewilderment.
She fell to the ground, holding her face, feeling the burning pain in her cheek.
Her mind went blank.
But the pain in her face kept reminding her of what had happened.
"Eh..."
I... got hit?
Feng Yueke's pupils shook, her expression trembling.
I, Feng Yueke.
The one whom my senior brother and master praised as the smartest person in the world.
On the mountain, I was always treated like a little princess.
No one would ever bully her, and even when encountering troublesome wolves, bulls, or wild boars, my senior brother Wang Yong would always protect me.
I was always everyone's precious treasure.
But...
But after coming to this big city.
These evil people... first they swindled my jade pendant, then they blocked me from entering the company and even ganged up on me, and now...
And now...
They slapped me???!
Feng Yueke couldn't hold back anymore. She looked up at Qin Luo with tears in her eyes and cried out: "You bastard! You dead lackey!"
"Even my master has never hit me, yet you dare to..."
Slap!
"Shut up."
Another slap!
Feng Yueke stopped crying immediately.
She tilted her head, her mind buzzing, both her cheeks swollen high.
Her expression was blank, as if she couldn't process what had happened.
Eh...
How... could he hit again?
The 18-year-old Feng Yueke realized...
Life in the big city wasn't good at all.
It was full of unreasonable villains.
Ah... Senior brother... I'm sorry...
Junior sister might... not be able to return...
Thud!
Feng Yueke fell to the ground in tears and fainted from grief.
[Congratulations, master, mission completed! Reward: 1 attribute point!]
The mission was, indeed, as easy as turning over one's palm.
Qin Luo sighed inwardly as he blew on his palm.
Then he turned to look at Su Muwan, whose expression had become numb, and smiled: "Young Miss, it's done!"
Done... my foot!
Su Muwan was shocked.
Brutal, too brutal!
Is it really okay to hit this fool like that?!
Although in her previous life, she indeed found this little fool quite annoying.
Always running to Su Corporation, shouting about making her apologize and repent to those she had bullied.
Tch, whatever.
Since Wang Yong and Jiang Xueqi were already dead men walking, it didn't matter whether they offended these destined people's companions or not.
Thinking this, Su Muwan glanced at Feng Yueke who had fainted on the ground.
Then she looked at Qin Luo, holding her forehead and sighing: "Qin Luo, bring her inside. After all, this happened at Su Corporation. Let's wait until she wakes up and ask what she really wants."
Qin Luo seemed to think of something. He looked at Feng Yueke on the ground, who appeared to have never experienced the cruel side of society, and smiled slightly as he answered: "Yes, Young Miss."
....
...
In the company's rest room.
Senior brother... Senior brother...
Feng Yueke's expression twisted.
She had a rare dream about her senior brother.
However... this senior brother was different from her previous impression.
In the dream, her senior brother was wearing a red dress.
Then leaning against... a pixelated man.
With seductive eyes, he said: "Junior sister, I've decided to stop being a man."
Crack—!
Ahh—!!!!
Senior brother!!!
"No, senior brother!! You...!"
Feng Yueke opened her eyes in horror, reaching out her hand and screaming in panic.
However...
As she screamed, when she became aware of her current surroundings, she froze.
Where... am I?
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
