Su Muwan hugged her phone, her eyes glued to the screen.
Not that she really cared what others said about her—she just wanted to mindlessly scroll through TikTok.
And it wasn’t like she was specifically looking for clips of herself either.
It’s just that, for some inexplicable reason, typing "SMW" on her keyboard automatically suggested "Su Muwan."
She totally meant to search for "twin tails" to look at pretty girls.
Oh well, since she was already here...
"Let’s see how everyone’s praising me~"
Su Muwan muttered to herself as she swiped through the screen with practiced ease.
Her burner account had already stealthily opened a few videos.
The first one at the top:
[Do You Really Understand Su Muwan?]
Her eyes lit up, and she tapped in.
[Do You Actually Think Su Muwan Is Just a Spoiled Heiress?]
[Think Again.]
Heh, must be a fan.
[She’s just a brute, plain and simple.]
Su Muwan: ???
What the hell?!
[Contemplating Shark] typed a comment: "Are you out of your mind? Su Muwan is not some brute!"
Su Muwan angrily hammered out the reply.
Thanks to the video’s high engagement, responses flooded in almost instantly.
[Netizen A]: "Oh look, Su Muwan’s loyal lapdog is here to defend her."
[Netizen B]: "Seriously, the OP’s being objective. Su Muwan’s always been like this—zero growth in years."
[Netizen C]: "Typical behavior from a brute’s fanbase. ‘Contemplating Shark’? Rumor has it Su Muwan’s favorite pastime is throwing people into shark tanks. Speaks volumes about you."
Su Muwan: "I—?!"
Don’t get mad.
She took a deep breath and clicked on the next video.
A poll this time:
[How Strong Is Su Muwan Really?]
Su Muwan smirked.
Fine, she could admit she had personality flaws.
But when it came to strength?
She eagerly tapped into the options.
[A: Average]
[B: Bottom-tier on TikTok]
Su Muwan: "???"
Excuse me?!
Her grip on the phone tightened, nearly hurling it across the room.
"What kind of stupid poll is this?!"
Rage. Shivers. Cold sweat.
Her stomach twisted in fury—maybe she shouldn’t have opened TikTok today.
The comments were probably a cesspool of slander too.
Bracing for skyrocketing blood pressure, she opened the comment section.
But to her surprise, it was nothing like she expected.
[Netizen A]: "Su Muwan’s strength: [God-tier]. Others’ strength: [Strong]. Voters for this poll: [Already dead]."
[Netizen B]: "Gotta admit, even as a Su Muwan anti, her skills are undeniable. Remember that national martial arts tournament? She solo’d the entire competition."
[Netizen C]: "Facts. Her personality is trash, but her power? Untouchable. Check this clip—her latest fight."
[Netizen 100086]: "Saw it. One palm strike, and those so-called ‘cultivators’ from the Profound Heaven Realm were dust. ‘Cultivators’? More like glorified fighters. They’re nothing next to Miss Su!"
[Netizen D]: "LMAO based! Challenge: Go one day without hating Su Muwan."
[Netizen XXX]: "+1 to the above. Temporarily restoring Miss Su’s human rights."
Su Muwan: "???"
The comments were bizarre, borderline insulting, but…
At least no one was doubting her strength.
Hah…
She exhaled, feeling the tension melt away.
[Netizen E]: "Uh… am I the only one who finds Su Muwan kinda terrifying?"
Su Muwan grinned.
Tap tap tap.
[Contemplating Shark]: "Fear is the natural response to a god."
Replies came instantly.
["Hey buddy, you dropped this—your ID and social security number."]
["Go back to Jiang City. Miss Su says she’ll stop bullying you."]
["LMAO, Shark’s at it again."]
Su Muwan: "???"
Blood pressure rising again.
Nope. Nope.
She inhaled sharply. Stay calm, Su Muwan. Don’t let them get to you.
Time for a distraction.
Oh.
Right.
A sly smile curled her lips as she typed a new search: [Qin Luo].
Not like she cared or anything.
Just… curious about her boyfriend’s popularity.
The results:
[#Qin Luo# Trending: 100B]
[#Qin Luo’s Hands#: 14B]
[#Getting Slapped by Qin Luo Cures Illnesses & Boosts Beauty#: 207.7B]
[#Qin Luo Su Muwan#: 50B]
Su Muwan: "???"
One second. Two. Three.
She slammed the phone closer, scanning the numbers in disbelief.
How the hell is his engagement this high?!
Meanwhile, hers was probably…
#Su Muwan#: 2B
Heh…
Su Muwan forced a smile. "Oh-ho-ho…"
"So… somehow, Qin Luo’s got a little clout online…"
"But the internet’s just a fantasy!"
Her eyes darted to [#Qin Luo’s Hands#].
Hmm?
She tapped in.
Instantly, her screen flooded with close-up videos of Qin Luo’s hands.
"!!!"
Heaven.
She clicked the first one—a compilation of Qin Luo slapping people.
Comments below:
["Let’s be real—aside from his face, Qin-sama’s hands are his best feature."]
["Right?! How are they this perfect? I’d let him slap me any day…"]
["You think you can get slapped? The nobles in Wang City literally bribe him with mansions and theme parks for one hit."]
["They say a slap from Qin-sama cures all suffering. No cap."]
["And boosts your looks! My friend’s cousin’s roommate—"]
["Ugh, these hands are art. But hands off—literally."]
["Wonder who’ll get to enjoy them daily someday?"]
["Uh, hello? Qin-sama’s literally Su Muwan’s lackey. They’re always together. Maybe…?"]
["Nah, Su Muwan’s a martial arts freak. Probably doesn’t even use TikTok."]
["True. Rumor is Qin-sama runs all her accounts."]
The more she scrolled, the giddier she got.
Keh-keh-keh-keh!!!
She writhed on the couch, clutching her phone in euphoric tremors.
HAHAHAHA!!
Sorry, peasants!
What you dream of, I live every day!!
She had to flex.
If she didn’t, she’d explode.
[Contemplating Shark]: "You’ll never believe it, but I play with these hands daily. Just another Tuesday for me~"
Posting it felt amazing—like finally releasing a lifetime’s worth of bottled-up smugness.
It feels so damn good to show off in front of people who actually understand what Qin Luo's hand is capable of.
And soon enough, replies started pouring in.
Su Muwan eagerly glanced at them, grinning to herself.
"Maybe someone’s here to share their experience with me..."
Then—
[Is this a no-laugh challenge? Because I failed.]
[Looks like someone’s high on Pinhaofan (food delivery app) again.]
[Oh, so this is your daily life? You’re really Su Muwan, huh??]
[Did Gobumi escape her cage or something?]
[LMAO, this is peak comedy.]
Ah... ah...
"AAAAHHHH!!!"
No!!
Are you people insane?!
I’m telling the truth, and no one believes me?!
Su Muwan trembled with rage, feeling like she might pass out from sheer frustration.
What the hell is wrong with these idiots?!
Ugh!
Time to drown my sorrows in two more bags of chips.
. 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!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
