Ye Tong heard the sound of the bathroom door opening and was so frightened that she immediately closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.
Xu Mu merely glanced at Ye Tong before leaving the room.
Downstairs, he could clearly sense Ye Tong's movements.
It was obvious that she had already woken up.
Xu Mu sat on the sofa and began to check his attribute points.
Besides those few items earlier, he had gained 160 attribute points.
He first looked at his own attributes.
Name: Xu Mu
Role: Villain's Sacred Body, Human Resources Manager of the Xu Group
Strength: 30
Speed: 43
Endurance: 30
Defense: 30
Destined Power: 93
Looking at his attributes, Xu Mu decided to balance them slightly for more rounded development.
He couldn't be too singular, leaving weaknesses for his enemies.
This time, he had exactly 160 points, and he planned to add 40 points to each of his attributes.
Every time Xu Mu upgraded his strength, he felt changes in his body, transforming his once sub-healthy physique completely.
Suddenly, he found that after his strength increased to 50 points, he couldn't add more, and black text appeared before his eyes.
[The host's current physical strength has reached the peak of an ordinary person]
[Opening the cultivation talent panel for the host]
Name: Xu Mu
Role: Villain's Sacred Body, Human Resources Manager of the Xu Group
Realm: Early Stage of Ming Jin
Physique: 40
Spirit: 10
Cultivation Value: 0 (Full 100)
Destined Power: 94
Seeing this, Xu Mu was somewhat confused. He knew the plot and naturally understood what the realm represented.
The entry level for ancient martial artists is precisely the transition from Ming Jin to An Jin.
For example, the Dragon King is a powerful ancient martial artist.
Xu Mu noticed a question mark symbol in the upper right corner of the panel.
He clicked it to see the panel's introduction.
After reading it, he suddenly understood.
It turns out that after entering the ranks of ancient martial artists, the previous four attributes are unified into Physique.
Simply put, Physique represents the overall strength of the body, explosiveness, and so on.
Then, the Spirit attribute was added.
As for the Cultivation Value below, it is the most critical.
According to the plot, after the Dragon King returns and helps Ye Tong and Ye Yu avenge, he does not leave Jiang City.
Instead, he begins to take over the Xu family and enters the business world.
Ultimately, it is because his cultivation has reached a bottleneck, unable to continue breaking through.
But Xu Mu doesn't need to worry about these things; he just needs to fill up the Cultivation Value to advance.
According to the system reminder, the future guarantee becomes both cultivation points and attribute points.
He had consumed 20 points earlier, and now he still had 140 attribute points.
He could only add the attribute points to his Physique and Spirit.
With each upgrade, Xu Mu felt his state had taken another leap.
He checked the changes above.
Realm: Early Stage of Ming Jin
Physique: 100
Spirit: 90
Cultivation Value: 0 (Full 100)
Destined Power: 94
Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the power within him, yet he was unsure of what realm Lin Yang was currently in.
He didn't know what the 100 Physique of the early stage of Ming Jin represented.
At that moment, Ye Tong came downstairs, her hair not tied up in a bun but left loose.
Combined with her unique widow's physique, Xu Mu couldn't help but want to show her some compassion again.
"Are you going to the office today?" Ye Tong asked as she came downstairs.
"Yes, I’ve got a few things to take care of today, but once I'm done, I'll come back and keep you company," Xu Mu said with a smile.
"No, no, that’s not necessary..."
Ye Tong stepped back in a panic, then coughed lightly a few times. "I don’t need you to keep me company. Work is important. Today, I was planning to go out shopping with Xiaoyu and check out the market."
"Alright, but if you run into any trouble, remember to call me. I’m your man; I’m your support."
Xu Mu smiled warmly.
[Affection Level +10]
"I understand."
Ye Tong’s face flushed slightly. She felt that Xu Mu had indeed changed.
Perhaps he had come to terms with things.
As he had mentioned before, he resented her and her sister because the Ye family had taken too much money from the Xu family.
But now, they were family, and Xu Mu no longer held a grudge.
...
Xu Mu drove to his company, entered his office, and began messaging the property management team, asking them to send over the surveillance footage from the villa area.
He sat there reviewing the footage. Before long, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," Xu Mu said.
The door opened, and Meng Wanyue, dressed in her uniform and carrying a stack of documents, walked in.
Her naturally aloof eyes remained the most striking feature about her.
Xu Mu had come to work today specifically because of her.
He needed to probe her indirectly to determine if she had been the one taking photos outside his house earlier.
There wasn’t much he could do otherwise; his villa’s yard was too large.
The security cameras were mainly positioned to monitor the yard, so the figure outside wasn’t very clear.
However, judging by the silhouette, it did resemble her.
"Mr. Xu, here are the documents I organized for you this morning," Meng Wanyue said as she approached the desk and placed the files in front of him.
Xu Mu glanced up at Meng Wanyue and said calmly, "I need you to accompany me to the police station later."
"Mr. Xu, what happened?" Meng Wanyue asked, puzzled.
"This morning, I couldn’t find my car keys, so I checked the cameras at home. That’s when I noticed a woman standing outside my house, taking pictures with her phone."
Xu Mu carefully observed Meng Wanyue’s expression. "I suspect it might be someone scouting the area, possibly planning something against me."
Upon hearing this, Meng Wanyue’s expression noticeably shifted.
Xu Mu didn’t miss this. He picked up his phone and handed it to Meng Wanyue. "Take a look at this person."
Meng Wanyue took the phone and saw footage from the villa area’s surveillance cameras.
"Why do I feel like this person looks a bit like you?" Xu Mu suddenly remarked.
"Mr. Xu, it’s not me. I came to work early this morning. Besides, why would I take pictures of your house for no reason?"
Meng Wanyue hurriedly placed the phone back on the desk and waved her hands in denial.
She hadn’t expected her luck to be so bad—her first move had already exposed her.
The person in the footage was indeed her.
She had gone there because she had heard that a woman was sleeping in the yard of Xu Mu's villa.
She wanted to investigate.
As for taking pictures of the yard, it was merely to familiarize herself with the layout and make it easier to sneak in later.
"I was just joking. How could it possibly be you?"
Xu Mu chuckled and continued, "Even if it were you, I’d assume someone was manipulating you."
"Why does Mr. Xu trust me so much?" Meng Wanyue asked.
"It’s just a feeling. I believe you’re straightforward and a good person."
Xu Mu flashed a bright smile.
Meng Wanyue was momentarily stunned.
Xu Mu slowly retracted his smile. No wonder she's a killer.
Even his radiant smile failed to raise her goodwill towards him.
"Thank you, Mr. Xu, for trusting me."
Meng Wanyue offered a faint smile.
"You can go now. I'll come find you in a bit, and we'll take a trip to the police station."
Xu Mu waved her off.
Meng Wanyue nodded and turned to leave.
...
Meanwhile, Lin Yang was outside the Xu Corporation building.
He had already messaged his hacker friend, asking him to dig up some dirt on the Xu family.
If everything went as expected, the information would be sent over shortly.
For a mere local corporation, he had multiple ways to bring it down.
Lin Yang's eyes were filled with arrogance. Who was he, after all?
He was the king of mercenaries abroad.
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