Why Should We Have Been Acquainted Before Meeting

【Mist Array】

Function: Large-scale mist spirit array

Note: Requires spirit stones/spirit cores to operate

An Yi glanced at its effects—seemed unnecessary for now.

At first, he thought it was decent, but then he saw the note!

It actually required spirit stones and spirit cores to function!

What a piece of junk!

Those things were way too precious, especially in this spirit-deprived world.

Still, it proved one thing: raising his reputation points would earn him rewards from the system.

Only now did An Yi finally understand what the hell reputation points were good for.

He had to build his name, earn reputation points, strengthen the Asura Sect, and recruit followers.

Now this was getting interesting.

An Yi stared at the Asura Sect, stroking his chin in thought.

Did he have to become a celebrity to boost his reputation?

That was way too narrow-minded!

He was the boss—why would he play celebrity?

According to the system, reputation meant fame that commanded widespread admiration.

Being known and recognized by the masses was just the bare minimum.

For him, achieving that wasn’t hard. Maintaining hype and controlling public opinion? Too easy.

He could build his own PR team to hype him up nonstop, buy trending hashtags, and take a stroll through the airport.

By tomorrow, headlines would pop up: "Famous internet singer’s airport look stuns fans."

Or maybe his bag ripped, he changed his hairstyle, or he had undeniable chemistry with some female star—anything, no matter how trivial, could be blown up into a national sensation if he wanted.

But negative publicity would drop his reputation, which was annoying.

That bastard Lin Chen kept dragging him down.

Even now, he’d occasionally see "-1, -1, -1" popping up.

An Yi mused that once he could calmly tell the world he had no interest in money, his reputation would probably be where he wanted it.

Shangguan Qianqian checked the news and asked, "Do you need me to suppress the hype?"

"No!"

An Yi quickly stopped her, putting on a serious face. "Let the bullet fly for a while!"

Leaving the office, An Yi stood at the door and smirked at Shangguan Qianqian. "Aren’t you going to show a little appreciation?"

Shangguan Qianqian raised an eyebrow. "What kind of appreciation?"

"This!"

An Yi pointed at his cheek.

Hesitating, Shangguan Qianqian glanced around the empty hallway, then quickly stood on her tiptoes and planted a light kiss on his face.

At that exact moment, Wang Qian happened to step out and witness the scene.

Shangguan Qianqian kissing An Yi???

What the hell!

This guy—

Thunder might as well have struck Wang Qian’s heart, shattering it instantly!

It hadn’t even been an hour!

First, he was all over the otaku goddess Nai Yuan, hugging and cuddling her. Then, he got "secretly invited" into General Manager Nie Qinglan’s office.

Before Wang Qian could even process that, An Yi was already locking lips with Shangguan Qianqian, the hottest star right now!

What kind of life was this?!

"Was that enough?" Shangguan Qianqian asked softly.

An Yi sighed in disappointment. "That’s it?"

"It’s fine! Just be careful at the door—don’t let the employees see!"

Shangguan Qianqian shoved An Yi out and slammed the door shut.

Leaning against it, she glanced at the herbs An Yi had ground earlier, a faint smile tugging at her stunningly beautiful face.

An Yi shrugged helplessly at the closed door.

"Whatever. Might as well go back and watch the teacher’s lecture."

But as he turned, he came face-to-face with a dumbstruck Wang Qian!

"Caught red-handed?"

An Yi’s gaze turned icy in an instant.

Thud!

Wang Qian dropped to his knees, kowtowing hard against the floor. "Sensei! Teach me your ways!"

An Yi: "..."

Just then, Xie Yan stepped out of her office. Spotting An Yi, her expression shifted, and she hurried over. "President An, you—uh—what’s this…?"

She stared at Wang Qian kowtowing to An Yi, utterly baffled.

"President An?"

Wang Qian looked up, confused.

Was he talking about An Yi?

He knew Xie Yan—she was a top executive at Yilan Entertainment. Every artist, big or small, had to pass through her.

Wang Qian’s entire connection to Yilan Entertainment relied on one of Xie Yan’s trusted subordinates.

In other words, if he wanted to make it in Yilan Media, Xie Yan was the ultimate authority!

But Wang Qian never expected Xie Yan to address An Yi so respectfully as "President An"!

Could this guy actually be the big boss?

Then it hit him.

Yilan Entertainment. Yilan Entertainment.

"Lan" was obviously General Manager Nie Qinglan. So… was "Yi" short for An Yi?

Damn it!

It all made sense now!

How else could this guy be hugging and kissing all the top women in Yilan Entertainment?

Realizing he’d offended the company’s actual owner, Wang Qian’s face turned ghostly pale. "P-President An, I—I didn’t know you were President An! I was blind! I—"

"Do you like underage girls?" An Yi asked flatly.

Wang Qian shook his head, then gestured vaguely at his chest. "I prefer mature women!"

"Ah, then it’s not you. Let’s go easy on him."

An Yi patted Wang Qian’s shoulder and turned to Xie Yan. "This kid seems alright. Sign him and train him properly."

Xie Yan instantly caught An Yi’s meaning and nodded. "Understood, President An. Take care!"

As An Yi walked away, Xie Yan side-eyed the ecstatic Wang Qian and remarked sarcastically, "Impressive. One day in, and you’ve already won over both President An and President Nie."

Wang Qian grinned sheepishly. "Ah, well, you know… Hard work always bears the sweetest fruit."

Taking the elevator down to the lobby, An Yi was surprised to spot two celebrities along the way.

He didn’t know their names, but he’d seen them on TV before. Back when Shen Muxuan was binge-watching dramas, he’d caught glimpses. Now, they were signed under his company.

Still, people kept sneaking glances at him.

An Yi didn’t know it yet, but his audition clip had gone viral in just half a day.

Like the judges said—looks, talent, and fan appeal. If the company pushed him, fame would come easy.

At the entrance, a group of women in glamorous outfits stood chatting, their demeanor haughty and domineering.

Dressed in figure-hugging qipaos, their looks were undeniably alluring.

An Yi gave them a once-over. Not all were beauties.

The real stunner was the woman in red—a voluptuous, breathtakingly gorgeous lady.

Her face was flawless, every feature impossibly perfect, almost unnaturally so.

But she didn’t quite hit the system’s "9/10" standard, since it hadn’t reacted.

His gaze drifted to the others.

One plump woman in a qipao stood out, her thick arm wrapped around a handsome young man as she laughed with the others.

When An Yi got a clear look at the guy, his eyes widened in shock.

It wasn’t the giant lipstick mark on the man’s face that stunned him—it was the fact that he recognized him!

Zhang Qianyu, from the Dragon Elephant Mountain faction of the Dao Alliance!

What the hell had he been through?!

Zhang Qianyu spotted An Yi too. His lips trembled.

Before he could say a word, tears nearly spilled from his eyes.