Xu Mu felt a bit helpless—was this how women were?
After hanging up the phone, he grabbed Meng Wanyue’s hand. "Wanyue, we owe this success to you!"
"Huh? President Xu, what did I do?"
"Do you remember the honey trap we fell into before?"
Xu Mu briefly recounted what had happened. "If it weren’t for you organizing the footage, installing the cameras this time would’ve been a huge hassle."
Hearing this, the gloom on Meng Wanyue’s face instantly vanished. "Oh, it was nothing. Just doing my job."
...
Inside the Feng Family Manor.
Sun Wei was hiding in a camera blind spot, scrolling through videos of beautiful women.
You can’t have your cake and eat it too—if you want something, you have to give something up.
He was the head of the Feng family’s security team, managing nearly a hundred men.
The reason? He’d married the daughter of the Feng family’s butler.
By all accounts, he was a winner in life. But his wife weighed over 230 pounds and had a ferocious temper.
He’d thought about sneaking off to a club, but he was terrified.
If his wife or father-in-law found out, he’d be finished.
So, he could only satisfy himself by watching videos.
Just then, a text message popped up on his phone.
"Sun Wei, remember our little encounter? Keep this video safe—wouldn’t want your wife to find out."
Below the message was a link.
Sun Wei frowned but clicked it anyway. All his money was controlled by his wife, so even if it was a virus, they couldn’t steal anything.
The link led to a single video—the one from that day in the hotel.
The first frame showed a bald man roaring, "You bastard! How dare you mess with my wife!"
Sun Wei’s face turned deathly pale. Those scumbags had taken his money—where was their honor among thieves?
His heart pounded, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. What now?
If this video reached his wife or father-in-law, he might as well be dead.
As panic set in, his phone rang.
Sun Wei answered immediately, his voice tense. "Who is this?"
"Who I am doesn’t matter. If you don’t do as I say, this video goes straight to your father-in-law and your wife."
The voice on the other end was distorted, clearly synthetic.
"What do you want?"
"I don’t like wasting words. There’s a small warehouse at the left corner of the Feng Manor’s front yard. You have half an hour to set it on fire."
"That’s impossible! The manor’s main power lines run behind that warehouse!"
Sun Wei protested.
"Exactly. The clock starts now. If the warehouse isn’t burning in thirty minutes, the video gets sent."
"Wait—"
Before Sun Wei could argue, the call ended.
Fear gripped him. If that video got out, given the butler’s close ties to Feng Kang, he’d be as good as dead.
But arson? If caught, he’d still be ruined.
One was a certainty; the other, a risk.
He had no choice.
If he covered his tracks well enough, no one would suspect him.
The place had wiring—he could blame it on an electrical overload or a short circuit.
With that thought, he steeled himself and moved.
...
Xu Mu and Meng Wanyue had been waiting outside. Feng Yue had just messaged, telling him to expect results in half an hour.
About ten minutes later, Xu Mu spotted a plume of black smoke rising from the Feng Family Manor.
Using his heightened perception, he confirmed the warehouse was ablaze.
Guards rushed to the front yard to fight the fire.
Xu Mu turned to Meng Wanyue. "Wanyue, drive to the back of the manor. Now."
"Got it."
Meng Wanyue sped off.
The rear of the Feng Manor had towering walls.
She hopped out of the car, grabbed a backpack from the back seat, and pulled on a black mask.
"Leave it to me, President Xu."
With a light leap, she landed on the car’s roof.
"Got an extra mask? I’m coming too."
Xu Mu climbed up beside her. The Feng villa was massive, and Meng Wanyue had never been inside. Finding the study would take time.
But Xu Mu knew the layout. From the memories of the original Xu Mu, he recalled that when the Xu family first arrived in Yang City, Xu Shou had brought Xu Mu and Xu Ningbing to visit the Fengs.
"Alright!"
Meng Wanyue remembered that Xu Mu knew that "senior"—he must be a martial artist himself.
Besides, with her there, nothing would happen to him.
She opened the backpack and handed him another mask.
As soon as Xu Mu put it on, Meng Wanyue sprang into action.
She slung the backpack over her shoulders, leaped, and used the wall to propel herself up, grabbing the top edge.
Once atop the wall, she reached down. "President Xu, come on!"
"Don’t worry about me—go ahead!" Xu Mu waved her off.
"Right!"
Meng Wanyue dropped down into the manor.
Xu Mu tucked his hands into his pockets and activated Cloud Step.
He walked on air—one step, two steps, three—effortlessly clearing the wall.
Meng Wanyue pulled out a device to scan for cameras. "Clear. No active surveillance here."
"Move fast. No one’s around."
Xu Mu took her hand, and they slipped inside the villa.
His perception confirmed the area was empty—everyone was at the front fighting the fire.
They reached the study.
"Quick, where’s the best spot for the camera?" Xu Mu asked.
Meng Wanyue scanned the room and pointed. "That outlet. We can wire it in for continuous operation."
"Do it."
Xu Mu nodded, expanding his perception to monitor their surroundings.
Meng Wanyue worked swiftly—unscrewing the outlet, installing the tiny camera, connecting the wires, and sealing it back up.
"Done, President Xu."
She packed up her tools and shouldered the backpack.
"Upstairs, now!"
Xu Mu grabbed her hand and rushed out, closing the study door behind them.
"What’s wrong?"
Meng Wanyue looked puzzled but followed.
"Someone’s coming."
Xu Mu’s senses picked up a man approaching the villa.
Exiting through the front would mean crossing paths.
On the second floor, Xu Mu opened a window overlooking the rear grounds and jumped down.
Meng Wanyue followed, eyeing him curiously. How had he known someone was near?
They escaped the manor undetected and drove off.
But they didn’t go far, stopping just outside the Feng property.
Seven or eight minutes later, the smoke dissipated completely.
Xu Mu smiled at Meng Wanyue. "Let’s head back."
She nodded.
...
Back in Jiang City.
Xu Mu and Meng Wanyue returned to their respective homes.
Xu Mu lay on his sofa, eyes closed, processing the day’s events.
Then, his doorbell rang.
Xu Mu sensed the approaching presence and recognized it as Xiao Ran.
"What does this woman want with me?"
Puzzled, Xu Mu stood up and went to open the door.
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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!
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
