At the Su Corporation building.
As Song Ming entered, his followers arrived in succession.
They stood in front of Su Bailian, positioning themselves beside Song Ming.
All of them glared angrily at Qin Luo.
This was going too far! Absolutely too far!
Although their Rakshasa Palace was indeed part of the underworld, they never harmed ordinary citizens!
The establishments they vandalized were all owned by other underworld forces!
But!
How could the Su Corporation... even target a young girl?!
At this moment.
A cold laugh echoed: "Since when did Rakshasa Palace become so charitable?"
Song Ming and his people looked over.
They saw.
Su Muwan approaching from afar with her entourage, their manner aggressive.
In terms of numbers, they matched Song Ming's group.
Click.
Su Muwan stood beside Qin Luo, her eyes scanning over Song Ming and his followers.
Then, she sneered: "Is this all you've got..."
"Song Ming..."
She looked at Song Ming and mocked: "Are you here seeking death?"
At these words!
Crack! Crack!
Song Ming clenched his fists, his expression dark.
He had heard before coming that Su Muwan was an extremely arrogant privileged brat.
Now seeing her in person, it was indeed true.
Originally, he had only planned to vandalize Su Muwan's properties in Jiang City to teach her a lesson.
But...
He had changed his mind now.
Thinking this.
Song Ming took a deep breath and coldly looked at Su Muwan, saying: "Miss Su, let's put aside how you hurt my sister for now."
"Just tell me..."
He pointed at Qin Luo and shouted angrily: "How dare you let your subordinate bully a defenseless young girl!"
"You, Su Muwan, need to explain yourself!"
At these words.
Before Su Muwan could respond.
Qin Luo stepped forward and sneered: "Explain?"
"Why should my young mistress explain anything to anyone?"
"And you? Who do you think you are?"
"Rakshasa King?"
"I don't care if you're the Rakshasa King, Dragon King, Asura King, or whatever king!"
"If you've offended my young mistress, your Rakshasa Palace will never show its face in Jiang City again!!!"
!!!
At these words.
Song Ming's expression twisted in rage, he roared: "How dare you!!!"
If even Su Muwan's mere follower had such an attitude, how much more arrogant must Su Muwan herself be?!
And indeed, that was the case.
Su Muwan let out a cold laugh and mocked: "Qin Luo's words represent my thoughts exactly."
"First off, you're nobody to me, and secondly..."
Her eyes swept towards Su Bailian behind Song Ming, and she sneered: "This little servant girl, even if I threw her into the ocean to feed sharks, what could she do about it?"
"Whimper—!!!"
Su Bailian turned pale upon hearing this, her whole body trembling in fear.
She burst into tears immediately: "I'm... I'm sorry, Miss Su..."
"It's all my fault for offending you..."
"I only beg you to spare these big brothers..."
"This is all Lian Lian's fault alone, it has nothing to do with these kind-hearted big brothers who helped me."
"If you want to kill or beat someone, direct it all at Lian Lian..."
"Please don't hurt the others... *sob sob sob*"
As Su Bailian spoke, her tears fell like broken strings of pearls, dropping one after another.
Her voice was choked with sobs, as if every word was being forced out of her throat with all her might.
Her hands were tightly clasped together, knuckles turning white, her entire being appearing exceptionally fragile and helpless.
Her pitiful appearance naturally evoked sympathy.
Every movement, every word she spoke, conveyed an irresistible vulnerability and helplessness.
She seemed like an abandoned animal in desperate need of protection and care.
!!!!
"Arghhhh!!!"
"Su Muwan!!"
"How can you be so vicious!?"
"Such a young girl?! How can you be so heartless to bully her?!"
Song Ming felt a sharp pain in his heart watching Su Bailian's state.
He roared at Su Muwan with an enraged expression.
His followers also shouted angrily one after another.
"Su Muwan! You've gone too far!"
"That's right! Even though we're from the underworld, we never bully ordinary people!"
"Exactly! Miss Su! You've completely failed as a human being!"
Hey hey hey!!
No!
I know this is all an act! But!
I'm losing it! I'm really losing it!!
Su Muwan trembled with anger, her fists tightly clenched.
Her eyes were filled with fury.
This is infuriating!! You're driving me crazy!!
She glared at Su Bailian.
You damn white lotus! Why are you acting like this!!
Although I know this is part of the plan!
But!
Why does everyone have to side with you and scold me?!!
Qin Luo blinked beside her.
Is the young mistress genuinely angry or just pretending? Why does her breathing sound more and more like a small fan?
!!
Su Bailian noticed Su Muwan's increasingly darkening expression.
She immediately shuddered.
Come on, my dear sister! Weren't you the one who asked me to act?
If we're putting on a show, shouldn't I give it my all?!
Who understands this situation? Su Muwan, you little wretch! You'll hit me if I don't act, and you'll hit me if I do!
This!
Who can I reason with about this?!
Thinking about this, various emotions suddenly welled up in Su Bailian's heart.
Looking at the crowd protecting her, her eyes reddened, and she trembled with fear.
Great, now the feelings of grievance were becoming real.
She reached out and grabbed Song Ming's sleeve.
Song Ming sensed the movement and turned his head to see Su Bailian looking pitiful and choked with emotion: "Big... big brother.."
"Don't worry about Lian Lian, you should all leave.."
"Miss Su... you're no match for her."
At these words.
Hiss!!
Crack—!
All the Rakshasa Palace members drew in sharp breaths.
Especially Song Ming.
He felt his rationality slipping away.
Such a kind-hearted girl, such a beautiful girl, such a... fragile girl who needed protection!
But!!
Just for seeking a job, she was... here.... being humiliated and tormented by Su Muwan?!!
Fine fine fine fine!!
You're all afraid of Su Muwan! You're afraid of the Su family!! None of you dare to stand up and protect Lian Lian!
Well then!
I! The Rakshasa King will protect her!!
With this thought.
Song Ming's eyes turned bloodshot, he pointed at Su Muwan and roared: "Su Muwan—!!!"
"Do you think you rule over everything in Jiang City?!"
"Do you think being the young mistress of the Su family means you can do whatever you want?!"
"Karma will come around!! Everything you're doing now will face retribution in the future!!"
"If no one can deal with you, then I will!!"
"Su Muwan—!!"
"You bully men and women!! You're simply!! Just a!!"
"Veno—"
Slap!!
"Noisy."
Before the words could be finished.
With a crisp sound.
The voice... abruptly stopped.
Su Muwan blinked, looking at where Qin Luo had suddenly disappeared from beside her.
At that moment.
Her mouth twitched.
Well, here we go again.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.
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.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
