The night market near Donghai University in Jiangbei City.
"Ruo Xi, try this, it smells amazing."
An Yi held two skewers of meat, munching on one while handing the other over.
Lan Ruoxi was lost in thought, startled by the voice before snapping back to reality. She quickly accepted it, saying, "Oh, right, okay."
"You're still distracted, huh? Your uncle's a scumbag—no need to blame yourself over it. Cheer up. Two million is nothing. He won’t die. That villa alone is worth more than two million. Worst case, just sell the house."
An Yi shoved the skewer into Lan Ruoxi’s hand. "Try this. Back when I was broke, I craved this flavor all the time."
Lan Ruoxi stared at the skewer, her cheeks flushing slightly. "You... you already bit into it."
You dislike me?
"N-no! Not at all! I’d never dislike you."
"Then take this half-finished milk tea too. Saved it just for you. Try it, it’s delicious."
Lan Ruoxi rubbed her stomach, frowned, then downed the remaining half of An Yi’s milk tea.
After eating their way through the market, she felt like her stomach was about to burst.
Bystanders who noticed the scene glared at An Yi as if he were some kind of beast.
"Hey, takoyaki! Never tried it before. Mu Xuan, I’ll get you some."
An Yi sniffed the aroma excitedly.
"Mu Xuan..."
Hearing the name, Lan Ruoxi’s pretty face stiffened, her heart inexplicably trembling.
Then, she smiled softly and waved her hand. "No need, An Yi. I’m too full."
"Oh, right. Sorry, my bad."
An Yi’s gaze faltered for a moment before he adjusted—the person beside him was Lan Ruoxi, not Shen Muxuan.
Old habits die hard.
Shen Muxuan had a huge appetite and wasn’t picky. Leftovers didn’t exist in their home.
Back when they used to stroll around, whatever he couldn’t finish, she’d take care of.
"An Yi, what’s wrong?" Lan Ruoxi asked gently.
An Yi snapped out of it and grinned. "Nothing. Let’s stop eating for now and just walk around. There’s plenty of fun stuff here."
As he spoke, he casually tossed the used skewer stick aside.
Lan Ruoxi tugged at his jacket and gave him a reproachful look. "Don’t litter."
An Yi shrugged. "I didn’t."
The two continued walking side by side, chatting and laughing through the bustling night market.
In an unnoticed corner of the market, three black-clad men slumped to the ground, their hearts pierced by barbecue skewers, forming a gruesome pool of blood beneath them.
At the other end of the night market, a stunning girl stepped out of a Tesla.
A cold-faced young man in black emerged from the driver’s seat, positioning himself protectively behind her.
A few more bodyguards lurked in the shadows nearby.
The heavily armed entourage drew plenty of attention from the crowd.
"It’s been so long since I’ve been to a night market. It’s changed a lot."
Qin Yao looked around nostalgically.
"The first time I met An Yi was right here."
Lin Chen reminded her sternly, "No excessive fried food, barbecue, or sweets. And you’re back by eleven. No talking to strange men."
"Yeah, yeah, got it!" Qin Yao rolled her eyes.
Lin Chen lightly tapped her head. "This place is full of shady characters. Don’t leave my sight."
Qin Yao scoffed. "Why don’t you just lock me in a cage in the car?"
Lin Chen nodded seriously. "Hmm, not a bad idea."
"You blockhead! You’re actually considering it?!"
"I said I’d consider it."
"Considering is already too much!"
Far away, the dark barrel of a sniper rifle extended from a vantage point.
Su Xue'er squinted, adjusting her aim before realizing she couldn’t see clearly. She put on her glasses.
With her vision sharpened, she caught sight of Lin Chen and Qin Yao standing intimately close.
"Tch. Disgusting. Flaunting yourselves in public like that."
Her aura turned icy as she subtly adjusted her scope, centering it on Qin Yao’s head.
"That girl, all dolled up just to seduce men. She’s clearly trouble."
Though Qin Yao wasn’t tonight’s target, eliminating a temptress like her wouldn’t hurt.
"Uh, miss... could you come down? My stall isn’t that sturdy."
The elderly barbecue vendor below looked nervously at the sniper rifle in Su Xue'er’s hands.
Su Xue'er ignored him, keeping her rifle trained on Qin Yao.
"Huh? Where’d they go?"
She frowned, scanning the area. "Why’s it so damn dark?"
"How long are you planning to squat there?"
A cold voice spoke right beside her ear.
Su Xue'er jolted, looking up to see none other than Lin Chen standing over her.
"You—how did you—stop blocking my scope!"
She clenched her fists, furious.
Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, removing his hand from the lens. "Who were you aiming at?"
"None of your business! It wasn’t you, so back off!"
Lin Chen smirked. "Interesting. You chased me from North Africa all the way to Daxia, and now you’re playing sniper? Su Xue'er, don’t you have better things to do?"
Su Xue'er’s face flushed red. "Who’s chasing you?! Don’t flatter yourself!"
Lin Chen shrugged. "Good."
He pocketed his hands and jumped off the stall roof. "Don’t stand so high. It’s dangerous."
Su Xue'er glared at his retreating back, muttering under her breath. "Jerk. A whole year without contact, and this is how you act? That vixen is clearly bad news."
Grumbling, she repositioned her rifle, sparing one last disdainful glance at Qin Yao before shifting her focus to her actual target.
The sniper rifle clicked as she chambered a round.
As much as she wanted to pull the trigger, she knew the consequences would be dire.
Crash!
The barbecue stall suddenly collapsed. Su Xue'er shrieked as she and her rifle tumbled down.
"Lin Chen!!!"
This had to be his doing!
"Ahhh, miss, I told you the stall wasn’t sturdy! Look at this—my grill, all the meat and veggies—ruined! That’s 4,539 yuan down the drain! How am I supposed to make a living now?!"
The vendor, who hadn’t made a single sale all night, wailed dramatically, staring pointedly at Su Xue'er.
Su Xue'er: "..."
Thud.
With her black sniper rifle slung over her shoulder, Su Xue'er stormed down the street in her edgy punk outfit, her murderous aura making pedestrians instinctively step aside.
"Whoa, that girl’s got style! Cosplay?"
"That gun looks so real!"
"Pfft, as if. This is Daxia—who’d dare carry a real gun?"
Ding!
[Target matches criteria: "Casanova"]
"An Yi, what are you staring at?"
Lan Ruoxi waved her hand in front of his face, pouting.
An Yi glanced at Su Xue'er again, intrigued.
"Another 9/10 beauty. Not bad."
Su Xue'er ignored the murmurs around her, her icy gaze sweeping the crowd until it landed on An Yi.
A chill ran down his spine.
"What the hell? Why’s she looking at me?!"
Su Xue'er studied him for a long moment.
An Yi grew a bit tense as well.
Then, Su Xue'er, her face icy cold, reached into her pocket and put on a pair of glasses.
Hmm, wrong person! It wasn’t Lin Chen.
No wonder there was an air of reckless defiance about him!
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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.
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
