Feng Kang's phone was logged into Lin Yang's account, where the customer service informed him that one of the targets had been eliminated.
A photo had even been uploaded.
Upon checking the photo, it was indeed Dai Xiao.
Feng Kang was overjoyed.
That bastard Dai Xiao was finally dead—what a relief!
How dare he cuckold Feng Kang? Dying so easily was too merciful.
Feng Kang felt no guilt whatsoever. In Yang City, Dai Xiao was a man everyone wanted dead.
It was just that the Dai Family was too powerful, and no one dared to cross them.
In a way, Feng Kang had done the city a favor.
Feng Kang now walked to the second-floor bedroom and pushed the door open.
Chen Cai was still asleep but immediately scrambled out of bed at the sound.
After days of torment, her face had grown noticeably gaunt.
"Husband! I was wrong, please forgive me!"
The moment she saw Feng Kang enter, Chen Cai dropped to her knees.
Feng Kang’s expression was icy as he crouched in front of her, gripping her hair. "Do you know why I’ve kept you alive this long?"
Terrified, Chen Cai shook her head slightly, tears streaming down her face.
Feng Kang shoved his phone in front of her.
When Chen Cai saw the image of Dai Xiao, her entire body trembled.
"What? You thought cozying up to Dai Xiao would protect you? That I couldn’t touch him? The Dai Family means nothing—he’s dead all the same!"
Feng Kang glared at her. "Now it’s your turn."
"Husband… please! No!"
Just as Chen Cai sobbed, Feng Kang felt his phone vibrate.
Seeing another message from "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons," he tapped it open—it was from the customer service agent "Dancing Under the Moonlight."
The agent informed him that the assassin had arrived at the Feng Family residence to eliminate the second target.
Feng Kang immediately released Chen Cai’s hair and turned to leave.
He went downstairs and personally stepped out to greet the assassin.
At the estate’s front gate, he was surprised to see that this time, the assassin was a woman.
"Hello, I’m Feng Kang."
"My surname is Fan."
Fan Shiyu walked toward him and handed Feng Kang her phone. "If you don’t trust the photo, there’s video proof here."
"Of course I trust you, Miss Fan."
Despite his words, Feng Kang took the phone and checked.
Seeing that Dai Xiao was indeed dead, he finally relaxed.
He turned and led Fan Shiyu toward the distant villa.
Fan Shiyu’s expression remained indifferent. "We’re running a promotion—buy one, get one free. Xu Mu is the complimentary target. Send me his information and frequent locations."
"I’ve already prepared it."
Feng Kang smiled as they entered the villa. He retrieved a dossier from the table and handed it to Fan Shiyu.
Fan Shiyu opened the folder and first examined Xu Mu’s photo.
Even though she knew it was likely just a coincidence, she couldn’t shake a sense of unease.
But when she saw the face in the photo, she froze.
Meanwhile, Xu Mu had already returned home with Xu Ningbing.
On the way, he called Ye Tong and learned she hadn’t gone to work today.
She hadn’t slept at all last night, waiting for him.
Not just her—Ye Yu had stayed with Ye Tong too.
It wasn’t until Xu Ningbing called past 3 a.m. that they finally relaxed.
Xu Family Estate.
Xu Mu and Xu Ningbing arrived home first.
In the living room, they found Xu Shou sitting on the sofa, smoking.
The moment he saw them, his face darkened. "Xu Ningbing, explain yourself. What were you thinking?"
Xu Ningbing lowered her head and recounted the events in broad strokes.
Honestly, it was the first time she’d ever seen Xu Shou angry.
In the past, no matter what Xu Mu or she did, he’d just laugh it off without a care.
"Reckless! A mere Mingjin practitioner, daring to venture into a ruin? That’s no place for you!" Xu Shou snapped. "What if both of you had died in there?"
"Dad, I’m sorry."
Xu Ningbing was filled with remorse, especially knowing Xu Mu had risked his life to save her.
If anything had happened to him, she wouldn’t have been able to face Xu Shou.
"Sorry isn’t enough!"
Xu Shou turned to Xu Mu. "Slap her a few times for me—teach her a lesson!"
Xu Mu glanced at Xu Ningbing’s face, then chuckled. "Old man, isn’t that a bit much? Nothing bad happened in the end."
"Do it! I deserve it! I almost got you killed!" Xu Ningbing shut her eyes, bracing herself.
"I didn’t say slap her face—hit her backside!" Xu Shou clarified.
"Huh?" Xu Ningbing’s eyes flew open. "Dad, I’d rather you let him slap my face—"
Smack!
Before she could finish, Xu Mu’s palm landed.
A rosy flush instantly spread across Xu Ningbing’s cheeks.
"Sorry, sis. Father’s orders—this son doesn’t dare disobey!"
As he spoke, Xu Mu delivered a few more playful smacks.
Her cheeks felt oddly springy, like gummy candy.
Xu Ningbing wished she could vanish into the ground, but since it was Xu Shou’s command, she had no choice but to endure it.
Only then did Xu Shou finally smile in satisfaction.
They talked for a while longer, and Xu Shou was secretly astonished.
He hadn’t expected Xu Ningbing to be so lucky—she’d actually absorbed a divine herb.
But he was even more shocked by Xu Mu’s actions.
Though he would’ve preferred his son hadn’t taken such risks.
But deep down, he felt a surge of admiration—he never expected his son to have such courage, a true reflection of his own younger days.
Reading this, Xu Shou grew even more eager to see how these two would react once they discovered they weren’t blood-related.
Xu Shou waved Xu Mu off, urging him to hurry back and check on Ye Tong.
Xu Mu nodded, then drove away.
...
Upon arriving home,
This time, Ye Tong, Ye Yu, and Meng Wanyue all came out to greet him.
Xu Mu stepped out of the car with a smile. "What’s going on? Miss me so much after just one night apart?"
"Brother-in-law! Where have you been? If you don’t give us a proper explanation today, I’m ignoring you from now on!"
Ye Yu rushed over first, playfully pounding Xu Mu’s chest with her fists.
At first, they hadn’t been too worried—after all, it wasn’t unusual for Xu Mu to stay out overnight.
But around eight o’clock, Xu Shou called, asking about Xu Mu’s whereabouts.
That was when the sisters realized how serious the situation was.
They frantically called and messaged Xu Mu, but he never responded, leaving them terrified that something had happened to him.
"Of course I’ll explain. I was out saving someone."
Xu Mu patted Ye Yu’s head before walking over to Ye Tong. "Sorry for worrying you."
"As long as you’re safe," Ye Tong replied with a gentle smile.
"Don’t worry—tonight, I’ll make it up to you with a piano duet to replace last night’s."
Xu Mu grinned and gave Ye Tong’s shoulder a light tap.
"Wha—?"
Ye Tong was utterly stunned.
"Wanyue, be patient for a few more days. I’ll give you an opportunity then."
Xu Mu flashed Meng Wanyue a knowing smile.
Meng Wanyue was currently his top lieutenant, and once his Qi Sea Pill was successfully refined,
he’d definitely reward her with one.
The group headed into the villa together, where Ye Tong immediately went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Knowing Xu Mu was coming back, she’d already made several dishes in advance.
After reheating the food, they all gathered around the dining table.
Just as Xu Mu was about to eat, he noticed a car pulling up outside their home.
Through his heightened senses, he spotted Fan Shiyu sitting in the back seat.

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)