At this moment, Su Muwan's heart was filled with a feeling she had never experienced in her previous life.
It was different from happiness, joy, or pleasure...
It was...
Su Muwan gently pursed her lips, her face showing a slight blush, perhaps from the evening glow.
She looked at Qin Luo's profile as he smiled while watching the sunset beside her.
In her heart... she realized this emotion was actually...
Happiness.
Being with Qin Luo made her feel... satisfied... complete... and... happy.
Is this the feeling I read about in books?
In my previous life, I thought it was ridiculous and childish that humans could have such emotions.
But now I realize...
Su Muwan! Your past self was so pretentious!
Thinking this.
Su Muwan tremblingly reached out and grabbed Qin Luo's wrist.
He noticed and turned to look at her.
"What's wrong, Young Miss?"
The Young Miss's hand was small, cool, but very comfortable.
Su Muwan shook her head and slowly spoke, looking at Qin Luo with a genuine smile, "Nothing, let's go back."
"As you wish, Young Miss."
Never mind, I'll tell him next time.
When I'm... completely mentally prepared.
But.
If I confess and Qin Luo actually agrees, then wouldn't that mean...
We'd really be boyfriend and girlfriend?
What would we do then? Would things stay the same as they are now?
But what if Qin Luo doesn't agree?
Just then.
Qin Luo's words brought her back to reality.
"By the way, Young Miss, there's trending news about us online."
Su Muwan came back to her senses and magnanimously shook her head: "It's probably the news that reporter just posted. I didn't expect us to trend so quickly, this is good news, increasing my popularity!"
"Um... but the headline doesn't seem like good news."
"What do you mean?"
Qin Luo read it word by word: "The headline is..."
"Shocking! Jiang City's Young Miss Su comes to island, throws weight around without paying, helpless shop owner breaks down crying and kneels, forced to give away plush toys to bear all costs!"
"Is this the distortion of humanity or the collapse of morality? Stay tuned to UU Shock Department..."
Crack!
As Su Muwan listened, her smile gradually froze.
Then, with eyes wide in disbelief, she snatched the phone and let out a sharp cry: "What did you say?!!!"
....
....
Evening 18:30
Dinner time.
At the luxury hotel hosting the International Warrior Corps Selection Tournament.
Around a round table.
Zhu Lan, Shen Fei, and others sat on pins and needles, not daring to touch their chopsticks.
Su Bailian looked at the table full of seafood, tears of frustration rolling down her cheeks.
Whimper, I'm so hungry!
Missed lunch, and now can't eat dinner either!
She looked toward Su Muwan.
These damn media dogs, they'd make up anything for clicks!
Now none of them could even touch their chopsticks!
Click click click!
Meanwhile, Su Muwan was furiously arguing with netizens on her phone.
"I'm so angry! How dare they smear me like this?!"
"Do these media outlets have a death wish?"
"And these ignorant melon-eating masses being misled by self-media!"
"Should I throw them all into the ocean to feed the sharks?!"
Trembling with rage!
Who understands my pain!
If I had actually done something like this, that would be one thing!
But! I didn't do anything at all!
Don't you know what really happened? How dare you smear me like this!
I'm about to explode!
Su Muwan was shaking with anger, feeling like she might burst.
Meanwhile, Qin Luo was methodically peeling king crab, first placing a meaty leg on Su Muwan's plate.
Then he looked at Shen Fei and the others, smiling: "Go ahead and eat, it's fine."
After these words.
Shen Fei, Jiang Zixuan, Huang Lingfeng, Huang Lingyu, and Zhu Lan looked at Su Muwan, and seeing no reaction, finally started using their chopsticks.
"Alright, Brother Luo."
Zhu Lan: ?? Why am I calling him Brother Luo too?
Seeing the atmosphere lighten somewhat.
Qin Luo looked at Su Muwan again, consoling her: "Don't be angry, Young Miss. I've already had Ding Tongtong hack into those media companies that are smearing you."
"Soon, their company social media accounts will be posting apology notices."
Hearing this, Su Muwan immediately looked at Qin Luo with delight.
Look at that!
Now that's what you call professional!
This is professionalism!
Instantly, Su Muwan's anger dissipated.
She happily looked at the crab leg on her plate, her big eyes turning mischievously, then looked at Qin Luo: "Qin Luo~ I want to play with my phone, feed me~"
"Young Miss, there are so many people here, is it appropriate?"
"Hmph! You little cricket, don't talk back!"
"Yes, Young Miss."
Qin Luo stopped objecting, put on disposable gloves, then picked up a whole crab leg and held it to Su Muwan's mouth.
"Here, Young Miss."
"Munch munch! Mmm! Delicious!"
Su Muwan nodded happily, her little feet swinging under the table.
This is the benefit of abundant seafood!
All the seafood you can eat!
Qin Luo was happy to do this, peeling and feeding: "Try this one, Young Miss."
"Mmm! Delicious!"
"And this one!"
"Mmm! Delicious!"
"And you should eat some vegetables too."
"Qin Luo, I never eat vegetables!"
"Is that so... then... here comes the airplane~~"
"Awoo!"
Wait!
After swallowing, Su Muwan realized what happened and glared at Qin Luo: "Hey! Do you think I'm a child?"
Qin Luo shrugged: "Everyone's a child until they're married."
Ma...married?
Su Muwan blinked and snorted lightly: "Hmph... Qin Luo, where did you learn these cheesy lines?"
"Don't you like them, Young Miss?"
Su Muwan's heart trembled when she heard this.
She glared at Qin Luo - this rascal, did he have to ask that?
Thinking this, under the table.
Bang!
She lightly kicked Qin Luo's ankle.
"Young Miss?"
"Hmph! Figure it out yourself!"
Qin Luo chuckled and shook his head.
Hmm, figuring it out means, could you kick me a couple more times?
Preferably without shoes.
What neither of them noticed was.
Everyone else at the table was dumbfounded.
Clang!
Su Bailian dropped her crab claw onto her plate, looking incredulously at Qin Luo and Su Muwan who seemed to be in their own world.
Huh? Su Muwan??
How are you... chatting so happily with Qin Luo??
No way!
As a professional green tea expert, I'm sensing something very unusual here!
Shen Fei swallowed hard, feeling like he'd discovered something.
Huang Lingfeng was confused, leaning over to Jiang Zixuan to ask: "Brother Zixuan, have the Young Miss and Brother Luo always been like this?"
This doesn't seem like the typical interaction between a follower and Young Miss...
Jiang Zixuan was equally confused, shaking his head: "I don't know... I just got here..."
Huang Lingyu watched with her mouth slightly open, covering it with her hand, eyes excited.
Oh!
Could it be!
Young Miss and Brother Luo... those two?
No way!
Yah❤——!!
Zhu Lan was hungry, so she was eating seafood fried rice.
Noticing the strange atmosphere at the table.
She cautiously looked up, glancing at Qin Luo, then at Su Muwan.
Hmm, just the usual feeding work!
This is Young Miss's punishment for Qin Luo!
Nothing special!
Over!
Thinking this, she lowered her head and continued scooping rice.
Have to say, the fried rice here tastes pretty good.
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
