Ding Renfeng listened earnestly and said, "Boss, I have another idea!"
An Yi replied, "Go ahead, speak freely!"
Ding Renfeng pondered and said, "This kid has such tender skin—perfect for stir-fry or deep-fried skewers. The old man’s a bit aged, but he’d make a great stock for stewed ribs!"
Yao Ji, pushing up his round glasses excitedly, chimed in, "Yeah! We should totally eat people! That way, no one can call you soft-hearted!"
An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly.
Unexpectedly, this sparked a wave of enthusiasm among his underlings.
"I think we should use a dull knife to slice his meat, hang him at the school gate, and set up a big pot underneath—shaving him piece by piece!"
"Pull out his tendons, tie his hands and feet with them, and hang him up! Every twitch would make him feel the agony of being flayed alive!"
"How about we find a bunch of guys to rough him up first, then watch him and his servant torment each other?"
"I think sashimi would be better. Just grab a bottle of premium soy sauce, and we can start slicing—let him taste his own flesh!"
Carried away by the excitement, Yao Ji’s eyes burned with a dark, feverish intensity behind his round glasses as he roared, "Boss, why don’t we just kill everyone at the school?!"
A passing student overheard this and turned pale.
"What the hell is wrong with these people?!"
Smack!
An Yi’s $2.50 slipper landed squarely on Yao Ji’s face as he said lazily, "Cut the nonsense! Wipe that creepy look off your face—you’ll corrupt the kids!"
This guy was such a cowardly weakling, yet his mind was full of these inhuman, bloody, dark fantasies.
Wu Hao, who had been captured by Ding Renfeng, was deathly pale, his clothes drenched in sweat, and his pants thoroughly soaked.
Hearing An Yi’s words, he finally let out a shaky breath.
Thank goodness! There’s no way they’re actually this deranged—talking about eating people in this civilized world!
An Yi rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Still, the earlier suggestions aren’t bad. Later, take him to the hotpot restaurant and prep him for the staff lunch."
"Wait, hold on!!"
Wu Hao screamed in a tearful voice, his hair matted with cold sweat.
An Yi glanced at him and said casually, "Oh right, I almost forgot to ask for your opinion. Do you prefer mushroom broth or spicy hotpot?"
Wu Hao:
His name was Wu Hao, an ultra-rich second-generation heir.
He could turn the world upside down with a flick of his wrist! He was arrogant, domineering, and trampled over the weak!
But somewhere along the way, the script had gone wrong—now he was about to be turned into soup by some nobody!
He was panicking. Help needed! Urgent!
"Hey! Answer the question! Mushroom or spicy?!"
Yao Ji, brimming with bravado, smacked the back of Wu Hao’s head and snarled.
Wu Hao’s once perfectly styled hair was now a disheveled mess, a far cry from his usual swagger.
He really wanted to cry! As a tyrant of a rich kid, wasn’t bullying the meek supposed to go his way?
In the past, if he disliked someone, he’d just order his bodyguards to cripple them!
If he saw a pretty woman on the street, he’d drag her into his car to "make babies."
Because he was the young master of Yunzhou—he had the power to act like a law unto himself!
But today, he hadn’t even started bullying anyone!
Since when did smashing a single table warrant being turned into soup?!
Wu Hao forced a trembling smile. "Big bro—"
"Who the hell’s your big bro?! Call me grandpa!"
Yao Ji smacked him again.
Today, he was loving this.
Usually, he was the one getting beaten and calling others "grandpa." Who knew he’d get to be the tough guy for once?
"G-Grandpa!" Wu Hao croaked, his voice hoarse.
After all these years of tyranny, is karma finally catching up?
There was no helping it—he’d trusted his butler too much.
Who would’ve thought that a seasoned martial artist wouldn’t even get a chance to fight before being knocked out cold?
"Earlier, you said you’re from where?"
An Yi sat on a stool, exuding the aura of a boss as he drawled.
"Cao County—"
Smack!
Yao Ji slapped his forehead again. "You dare speak the sacred name of Cao County?!"
"Yunzhou! I’m from Yunzhou, grandpas!"
Wu Hao, terrified of another beating, quickly added, "I see you grandpas are business-minded folks. My family’s been in trade for five generations—we’ve got a bit of wealth. I noticed you were selling this skincare product earlier, and I love it! Could you possibly… part with it for me?"
An Yi’s face lit up. "W-Well, that’s a bit awkward..."
Wu Hao forced a smile uglier than crying. "I adore it! Please grant me this wish!"
An Yi chuckled. "If you love it that much, I’ll sell it to you. After all, I’m not some devil."
"Thank you! I’ll take it—all of it! It’s 500 bucks a bottle, right?"
Wu Hao, relieved to have saved his life, cautiously asked.
An Yi grinned without warmth. "You misunderstood. The ‘500’ is per gram."
Wu Hao:
What kind of scam is 500 bucks per gram?! Even gold isn’t this expensive!
"Boss, looks like he doesn’t wanna buy!"
Yao Ji eagerly whipped out his belt, seething with anger.
Wu Hao panicked. "No, no, I’ll buy! I was just so excited I spaced out!"
An Yi beamed. "Since you love it so much, let’s say… five million for all this Jade Beauty Elixir!"
"Five million?!"
Wu Hao’s face turned green. There are, like, five bottles here!
An Yi scowled. "I’m only selling because you love it so much!"
"Take this!"
Yao Ji swung his belt, ready to strike.
Wu Hao flinched. "N-No, it’s… it’s a steal! I’ll transfer the money now!"
The moment the five million hit his account, An Yi felt pure bliss.
Then, the [Demon Fund] in his system doubled—reaching ten million!
This system’s such a tease!
This was a legitimate business deal—how could it count toward the Demon Fund?!
"Can… can we go now?" Wu Hao asked weakly.
"Scram!"
An Yi waved dismissively.
Yao Ji, still holding his belt, looked disappointed.
Wu Hao, supporting his unconscious butler, wobbled toward his luxury car on shaky legs.
"Hey, your Jade Beauty Elixir!"
An Yi held up the bottles—the guy forgot his purchase!
"No… it’s yours!"
Wu Hao replied, tears in his eyes.
As he turned away, his expression twisted with fury.
He’d never been humiliated like this in his life!
He would make this bastard pay!
Watching Wu Hao’s luxury car vanish into the distance, An Yi cleared his throat and declared solemnly, "See that? That’s marketing!"
One underling muttered, "Isn’t this just extor—"
Whack!
Ding Renfeng smacked the guy’s head and started clapping. "Bravo!"
Clap clap clap!
Applause erupted.
An Yi gestured for them to tone it down and said, "Five million on opening day—this success belongs to all of you! Keep up the good work."
Yao Ji nudged Ding Renfeng excitedly. "See? I knew following Boss would lead to greatness!"
Ding Renfeng nodded. "A true dragon among men!"
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.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
