Are you President An

Night Emperor!

Upon hearing this somewhat edgy name,

the gathered martial artists all turned as pale as ghosts, their faces bloodless.

Ever since the Asura Sect destroyed the Paradise organization,

who in the whole world didn't know the great name of Night Emperor An Yi!

Ranked fourth on the Great Xia Celestial List!

Of course, this was just a conservative estimate.

After all, no one really knew how strong the current Night Emperor had become.

Cangqiong Daoist, ranked third, and Master Yuan Yi, ranked second, might not necessarily be his match.

Not to mention, his Asura Sect was also filled with numerous experts.

"What are you afraid of, you bunch of cowards!"

The skinny man glared at An Yi with sinister eyes, trying to bolster his own courage.

Initially, hearing the name Night Emperor, he had been quite terrified.

After all, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow!

But upon seeing An Yi in person, the fear in his heart lessened considerably.

On the surface, he looked like a kid barely twenty years old. If he had a son, he might even be older than this guy!

He was a genuine early-stage Transformation Realm martial artist!

"Brothers, let's get him!"

The skinny man licked his blade, bared his teeth in a ferocious grin, and charged forward with his knife.

Thud!

An Yi knocked out the last criminal with a palm strike and took out his phone.

"Hey, Yan Zhi? What? You're in the capital? Caught a bunch of fugitives, yeah, right here in Yunzhou. Send someone to pick them up."

An Yi closed his phone, stepped on the skinny man's head, and sighed softly. "Why did she have to go to the capital..."

He hadn't killed anyone, just crippled them.

Otherwise, the Enforcement Bureau would lose face.

Then, An Yi tossed the bag of flour in his hand, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Huh, not bad, pretty heavy."

It wasn't anything else inside; it was the flour these guys were smuggling.

An Yi held the flour for a while without any reaction.

"System?"

An Yi raised an eyebrow.

Opening the system panel, he realized the system task was to manufacture white flour.

He had only obtained it, not made it.

"Troublesome."

An Yi sighed softly, then took out a bag of salt from his storage space, poured a bunch in, and gave it a shake.

"Well, this should count as drug manufacturing too."

Exploiting the idiot system's bugs was his specialty.

Ding! [Manufacture Narcotics] task completed! Evil Points +10!

The system's prompt sounded.

Hearing it, An Yi casually tossed the flour bag mixed with salt onto the skinny man's head, clapped his hands, and curled his lips into a smile. "Mission accomplished, time to bounce!"

With that, An Yi shoved his hands in his pockets and left the dark alley.

He had important business in Yunzhou.

Not long after,

a young man wearing a mask and a baseball cap, concealing himself thoroughly, arrived in the alley.

"Ma Shangfeng of the Poison Sect, that's him alright."

The newcomer squatted down, examining the skinny man, his brow slightly furrowed.

He wanted to know who exactly had taken these men down.

Keep in mind, there were eight people here.

Two Transformation Realm martial artists, plus six Dark Force Realm martial artists—their strength was nothing to scoff at.

To defeat Transformation Realm warriors single-handedly, the opponent clearly possessed the power to take down Transformation Realm experts!

"Well, obviously."

"Pity, they're all crippled. These guys are useless now."

The newcomer pulled down his mask, revealing a delicate, youthful face.

This person was none other than the young master of the Five Poisons Sect, Xue Ming!

Or perhaps, he should now be called the Sect Leader of the Five Poisons Sect.

Half a year ago, the previous Five Poisons Sect Leader had passed away from illness.

"Zhang Fan, ah Zhang Fan, you retreated too hastily."

A hint of madness flashed in Xue Ming's eyes.

Ever since Zhang Fan announced his withdrawal, the Poison Sect had become a rat scurrying in the streets.

Thus, their Five Poisons Sect naturally got a sweet deal. A large number of Poison Sect martial artists merged into the Five Poisons Sect, causing his power to swell unprecedentedly.

"Just not sure what that Lord's plans are now..."

A trace of gravity appeared in Xue Ming's eyes.

He was well aware that initially, that Lord had valued Zhang Fan more!

However, now that Zhang Fan had stepped aside,

he would have a much greater opportunity!

Thinking of this, Xue Ming felt increasingly pleased, body and mind.

He looked at the flour bag on Ma Shangfeng's head and couldn't help but reach for it. "Huh, not bad color, good stuff—Ack! So damn salty! Who the hell put salt in this!"

Yilan Media Building.

In the prosperous city of Yunzhou, it had already become a landmark structure.

Walking in, An Yi actually felt a bit dazzled.

Everyone coming and going were actually all beautiful women!

Of course, there were handsome men too, but he ignored them.

Yilan Media didn't just sign some celebrities; they also signed models, internet influencers.

The scale was astonishingly large. In a short time, it had become a top-tier entertainment company in the country.

"You... you're Chairman An!"

A passing female celebrity, upon seeing An Yi, her eyes lit up.

Having been with the company for so long, she naturally knew.

The big boss of Yilan Media was surnamed An!

That An Yi, who made a brief appearance at the audition last year, was indeed their company's major shareholder!

Recognized, An Yi coughed lightly. "Keep it low-key, low-key!"

Unexpectedly, this female celebrity, popular in the outside world, acted like a crazed fan, screaming directly, "Chairman An, it really is you! You're so handsome!"

"Oh my god, Chairman An?"

"It really is him! So handsome!"

This was the office area of Yilan Media. One call brought a hundred responses.

Instantly, those usually aloof internet celebrities and female stars all crowded around, a flurry of chattering beauties.

This was the real big Boss!

With this level of looks and net worth, even if he wanted to 'take advantage,' they'd welcome him with open arms!

"Hello, everyone... Um, I have some things to do. Could you please make way?"

Surrounded by the flock of beauties, An Yi felt somewhat helpless.

Being blocked like this made it very difficult for him to move.

"Is this the joy of the rich?"

Suddenly, An Yi's eyes turned cold, noticing that mixed in the crowd, there was actually a male celebrity cheering along.

"What the hell are you doing here!"

So, unnoticed by anyone, he kicked the male celebrity out.

Then, An Yi looked at the enthusiastic girls pushing against him, putting on a pained, troubled expression. "Everyone, please don't be like this..."

"What is everyone doing here!"

A clear, cold voice rang out.

Immediately, the group of girls were startled and scattered, some pouting.

The joy vanished in an instant!

An Yi looked at the increasingly curvaceous and full-figured Xue Yuanyuan and said with a light laugh, "Long time no see."

"Yeah, almost a year." Xue Yuanyuan replied.

Her tone carried a hint of grievance.

Rumors circulated in the company that she and the big boss, An Yi, had something going on.

Therefore, although her seniority in the company wasn't deep, all sorts of good resources inexplicably tilted towards her.

However, fortunately, she was also ambitious and had created substantial value for the company in a short time.

But she knew she and this guy were truly innocent.

Actually, if An Yi really tried something, she probably wouldn't be that resistant in her heart...

Thinking this, Xue Yuanyuan's expression became somewhat dazed.

Who could have imagined that in just a year, that lecherous kid from back then had now become a major figure capable of shaking the entire world.