"Brother? Who the hell are you calling brother? We don’t even know each other!"
Wang Yuan raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
Still, that kick Wang Shengli just took? Damn, that was smooth as hell.
Gao Tiantian hurried over to help Wang Shengli up. "Shengli! Shengli, are you okay?"
Wiping the blood from his nose, Wang Shengli glared venomously at An Yi and spat through gritted teeth, "I remember you! You’re that pretty boy Yan Zhi keeps around!"
A kept man?
Gao Tiantian’s once-admiring gaze instantly cooled, twisting into something far less flattering—disdain.
Sure, a handsome face was a gift.
But relying on good looks to mooch off women? Disgusting.
Wang Yuan stared at An Yi, stunned.
As a student at Donghai University, how could he not have heard of Yan Zhi? The campus’s most gorgeous counselor, a dream woman for countless guys.
Rumors had swirled before about her being involved with someone…
Was it him?
Smack!
The flip-flop landed squarely on Wang Shengli’s face—again.
An Yi’s smile was still there, but his eyes had darkened. "You can eat whatever crap you want, but watch your damn mouth."
Wang Yuan’s jaw dropped.
How the hell was this guy so fast?
One second, he was just standing there—the next, his flip-flop was already smacking Wang Shengli’s face.
"Shengli!"
Gao Tiantian clung to Wang Shengli’s arm, her face pale. "This guy just assaulted you! Let’s call the cops!"
"The cops? Screw that! If I let this bastard walk away, I’m done for! Just wait!"
Wang Shengli wiped the blood off his face, his expression vicious.
By now, more and more students had gathered. As the son of a university board member, Wang Shengli had a reputation at Donghai University.
If word got out that some random dude in flip-flops had kicked his face in—twice—and he did nothing?
How the hell was he supposed to pick up girls after that?
An Yi smirked. "Sure, I’ll wait."
"Pathetic bastard. If you wanna get laid, why steal someone else’s girl?"
"What, is it a rich kid thing? Gotta take what the ‘losers’ have?"
Wang Shengli sneered and dialed a number, his tone instantly shifting to fawning respect.
"Hey, Brother Bao! It’s me, Xiao Wang… Yeah, yeah, that’s right. Remember that guy I asked you to teach a lesson before? He’s right here at the school gate!"
As he spoke, he shot An Yi a venomous look and deliberately turned on speakerphone, cranking the volume to max.
He wanted An Yi to hear every word—to scare the hell out of him.
"You’re dead, punk. Think you’re tough? Let’s see how tough you are now!"
But then, Brother Bao’s voice screeched through the phone:
"Wang Shengli, you motherfcker! You dare lay a hand on Big Sis’s man?!"
"Big Sis’s… man?"
Wang Shengli’s face drained of color.
His voice trembled. "B-Brother Bao, no way… This guy’s just some nobody named An Yi—"
"Who the hell you calling ‘nobody’? Shut your damn mouth before Big Sis tears you apart!"
Brother Bao’s icy threat echoed from the phone.
Wang Shengli gulped.
No. Freaking. Way.
This loser was Nie Qinglan’s lover now?
How the hell did he land a firecracker like her?!
The speaker was still blaring, and everyone around heard every word.
Before Wang Shengli could process it, his phone was suddenly snatched away—by An Yi.
An Yi held the phone casually. "Hey, Bao."
Brother Bao’s voice instantly softened. "Y-Yi… Yi-ye! Long time no see…"
He sounded nervous.
And why wouldn’t he be?
He’d once thought An Yi was just some random guy who could throw a punch.
But in just a few months, everything had changed.
Brother Bao had just stepped into the realm of martial arts, barely scratching the surface.
But the legends about An Yi? Those were impossible to ignore.
An Yi had led a group of young fighters to wipe out a branch of the Joyous Sect in Yunzhou.
Then he’d faced the rising force of the Hundred Ghosts Sect—taking down the infamous Monk Yu Tian and Dark Crow.
The Corpse-Driving Elder had lost his century-old prized puppet, ending his days of swagger.
Even the notorious old fiend, Thousand Paths, had barely escaped with his life—after losing an arm.
And rumor had it, a Hundred Ghosts emissary, a master at the peak of martial prowess, had been struck down by a single sword strike from An Yi. His fate? Still unknown.
To small-time fighters like Brother Bao, that level of power was godlike.
So yeah, talking to An Yi now? Brother Bao’s voice was practically a whisper.
An Yi spoke lazily. "No big deal. Just take good care of this Wang Shengli for me. You’re busy, so I’ll let you go."
Brother Bao responded instantly, voice firm. "Understood, Yi-ye! I’ll make sure this little punk gets the royal treatment!"
After hanging up, An Yi tossed the phone back to Wang Shengli. "Who else you wanna call? Hurry up."
Wang Shengli’s face was sheet-white.
Even Brother Bao bowed to this guy. What chance did he have?
Nie Qinglan’s man. An Yi—Yi-ye.
"Yi-ye, th-this is all a misunderstanding!"
Wang Shengli stammered, then shoved Gao Tiantian toward An Yi. "If Yi-ye likes quiet girls, sh-she’s yours!"
Caught off guard, Gao Tiantian stumbled forward—only for An Yi to steady her by the shoulders.
Blushing, she murmured, "I-I’m not Quiet… My name’s Tiantian."
She wasn’t stupid.
This guy wasn’t just handsome—he clearly had power and connections.
A thousand times better than that useless Wang Shengli.
An Yi chuckled.
Gao Tiantian blushed harder.
Then—
"Move. You’re in the way."
Gao Tiantian: "…"
The crowd erupted.
"I think I saw him at the stadium once! Campus belle Qin Yao even offered to buy him a car!"
"No way. Anyone who gets close to Qin Yao gets wrecked by her bodyguards!"
"It’s really him! That’s An Yi!"
Another voice chimed in: "Hey, doesn’t he kinda look like that guy from the trending list? The one who carried Shangguan Qianqian away?"
"Holy sht, you’re right!"
"No way! A celebrity? Shangguan Qianqian? The goddess?!"
"This isn’t just a playboy—this is the god of the sea!"
The whispers exploded. The men in the crowd looked at An Yi with nothing short of awe.
This was how a real man lived.
Wang Yuan’s knees nearly buckled from sheer shock.
Back when Nie Qinglan had chased him into a trash can, he’d learned a thing or two about her background.
Now this guy wasn’t just Nie Qinglan’s man—he was also linked to the campus belle, a superstar, and the hot counselor? Damn.
Hearing the chatter, An Yi simply smiled.
No need to explain.
The truth would speak for itself.
These rumors couldn’t tarnish his pure, unblemished soul.
"Stay back! Don’t come near me!"
Wang Shengli stumbled away, legs shaking.
An Yi pointed at Wang Yuan. "This guy’s my brother. Under my protection. Got it?"
"G-got it! Yuan-ye! My mistake! Please, have mercy!"
Wang Shengli bowed frantically to Wang Yuan.
Even Gao Tiantian’s gaze toward Wang Yuan shifted.
Powerful people ran in their own circles. If Wang Yuan knew someone like this, maybe he wasn’t so ordinary after all.
Maybe she had been the shallow one.
Wang Yuan waved it off. "It’s fine. I don’t hold grudges."
After being cheated on so many times, he was numb to the routine.
An Yi gave him a look of deep respect.
Truly, the chosen one. Such magnanimity!
Wang Shengli slunk away like a stray dog, utterly humiliated.
Gao Tiantian failed to land her rich second-generation catch and even lost her devoted admirer. With red-rimmed eyes, she left in tears.
A happy ending for all.
An Yi grinned at Wang Yuan and asked, "So, buddy, did you score some cash?"
Wang Yuan: ?
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s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
