"Let go of me!"
"Su Muwan, you'll pay for this!"
"How dare you call the law enforcement team! Have you no pride as a member of a great family?"
"You have no martial honor! You don't follow the rules of our world!"
"You! Just you wait— Ah! Don't grab me! You're pulling my hair!"
Amidst the barrage of insults,
Song Zihan and her group were all forced onto the law enforcement vehicle.
A man in white uniform had finished assessing the situation.
His name was Lin Tianyi, the captain of the third law enforcement squad.
He looked at Qin Luo and others with relief: "Fortunately, this citizen notified us in time."
"Otherwise... with so many Rakshasa Palace members, who knows if lives would have been lost."
Upon hearing this, Su Muwan's lips twitched as she recalled the earlier scene of slapping.
Well, perhaps death wasn't quite likely.
Qin Luo waved his hand, smiling: "Thank you for your hard work, officer."
"Song Ming just got out of prison and already caused you so much trouble."
"As law-abiding citizens, we were quite angry seeing all this."
Hearing this, Lin Tianyi sighed: "It's not about us, it's just that these conflicts between Rakshasa Palace and other underground organizations often affect innocent civilians."
"We had such a large-scale underground conflict six years ago, and now... after six years..."
"The Rakshasa Palace has returned."
He continued with a hint of melancholy: "Who knows when these underground conflicts will ever end?"
Shaking his head, he exchanged a few more words before leaving with Song Zihan and the others.
Qin Luo watched them leave,
His expression carrying an inexplicable meaning.
Having spent so much time in this world,
He had come to understand what kind of world this was.
First of all,
This world's history and culture might span tens of thousands of years or even longer.
After the passage of time,
The highest authority in this world was known as — the Martial Arts Alliance.
And the organization that maintained order and arrested criminals was — the Law Enforcement Squad.
These men in white were the law enforcers.
Of course, to promote diversity and competition in the martial arts world,
The Alliance was quite tolerant, even permitting these underground conflicts.
However... while permitted, they weren't allowed to harm innocent bystanders during their feuds.
If civilians were harmed, they would be arrested and sentenced according to Alliance laws based on the severity of their crimes.
However, from what Qin Luo understood,
Although this law enforcement system existed,
Most families would never seek their help.
After all....
We martial artists should resolve things in our own way, how could we call for outside help? Wouldn't that be cheating?
Su Muwan still hadn't recovered from the shock.
Indeed,
Neither in her previous life, nor in any of the countless stories of protagonists and supporting characters she knew, had anyone ever reported to law enforcement.
In this life, Qin Luo had set this unprecedented precedent.
"Young Miss, what will happen to Song Zihan?"
Qin Luo curiously asked Su Muwan.
Su Muwan shrugged: "What else? She'll be bailed out, of course."
"According to regulations, this counts as a conflict between martial artists, so it's considered normal daily business."
"However, if a martial artist accidentally kills an ordinary person, then they'll face prison time."
Qin Luo understood.
No wonder these martial arts battles often involved crippling limbs and destroying cultivation bases.
So this was the local custom.
Qin Luo waved his hand: "Shen Fei, Zhu Lan, clean this place up."
"Those worthless people made it filthy."
"Yes, Brother Luo."
Zhu Lan: ? Why are you ordering me around?
Back in the living room,
Su Muwan sat on the sofa, her expression serious.
Qin Luo could tell she was probably planning her next move.
How did he know?
Because...
Su Muwan wasn't even eating her favorite chips.
And reality matched Qin Luo's thoughts.
Su Muwan... was ready to do something serious!!
First,
Qian Yu and Suan Tianxing could be dealt with later.
But this underground king Song Ming was right here in Jiang City.
Their Su family and Song family were bound to cross paths.
After today's incident, conflict was inevitable!
But why were underground organizations called underground? Because they had numerous members.
Having learned from her previous life's mistakes,
This time... Su Muwan would definitely learn from that lesson!
She needed to recruit more followers!
So!
Bang!
Su Muwan suddenly slammed the table and looked at Qin Luo, saying solemnly: "Qin Luo! I've decided!"
"I want to recruit followers!"
Qin Luo blinked in surprise.
Clap, clap, clap, clap.
He applauded, looking amazed.
Oh, this lazy villain was finally going to do something productive!
He said: "Very well, Young Miss, I'll help too."
Hearing this,
Su Muwan nodded.
Then,
"There's one more thing."
"What?"
"Ouch... my hand hurts from hitting the table...."
"......"
"Young Miss, didn't you destroy Mount Dengfeng with one palm? How can this hurt?"
Su Muwan's face reddened as she shouted: "Hmph! You're getting more and more impudent, Qin Luo! Anyway! Come here and rub it for me!"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Qin Luo shook his head with a smile.
The tsundere young miss was just too adorable.
.....
....
That night,
In a grand hotel in Jiang City,
All members of Rakshasa Palace and various underground forces gathered to welcome Song Ming's return.
They were also celebrating how Rakshasa Palace had absorbed five underground gangs in Jiang City that morning.
However,
Song Ming, the host of the banquet, received news that made his expression turn to fury.
"What?!"
"What happened to my sister?!"
Gulp!
The Rakshasa Palace member delivering the news swallowed hard and stammered: "Young Miss Song... was arrested by law enforcers... she just got out...."
"Who?! Who got my sister arrested?!"
"Which beast did this?"
Song Ming gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. Since his sister was able to get out,
That meant the other party.... was also a martial artist!
"It... it was Su Muwan from the Su family!"
Upon hearing this,
The whole venue erupted in shock.
They all drew in sharp breaths.
Good heavens!
This Su Muwan was truly audacious!
She knew perfectly well that Rakshasa King Song Ming was out of prison!
Yet she still dared to provoke his sister, isn't this... like an old man seeking death, tired of living!
Hearing this,
Song Ming's expression twisted with rage.
He screamed internally.
Su Muwan——!!!!
You poisonous woman!!
I hadn't even come looking for you! Yet you.... had my sister arrested?!
Fine, fine, fine!! You're asking for death!
"Big... Big Brother.. Su Muwan also left a threatening message.."
"Speak!"
"She... she said what kind of nobody are you, Rakshasa King, and if you don't want your family destroyed, you should cripple yourself and crawl to her to apologize."
At these words,
Boom boom boom!!
A powerful pressure erupted from Song Ming's body.
He was about to explode with anger.
"Su Muwan!!! I will never rest until you're dead!!"
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
