Pan Shi ran a hand through his red hair—he really wasn’t short on cash.
This was exactly the kind of car he loved: a sturdy rear bumper built to last, and even if it leaked a little oil or had some carbon buildup, it was no big deal.
"I don’t need you to tell me what car to drive."
Li Yun shot Pan Shi an annoyed glance before turning to Xu Mu. "Xiao Mu, what’s this about a bonus?"
"Remember that foreigner who visited our company last time? She signed a huge order with us—and you were the one who handled her."
Xu Mu smiled as he explained.
Hearing this, Li Yun’s face lit up with realization and delight. "Alright, I’ll listen to you. Let’s go with that car."
The saleswoman beamed. "Sis, please follow me. I’ll get the contract ready for you."
Pan Shi watched Li Yun walk away, taking a deep breath. What a knockout.
He stepped up to Xu Mu, his expression cool. "Kid, what’s your relationship with that woman?"
"Is that any of your business?"
Xu Mu kept his hands in his pockets, eyeing the redhead in front of him.
"It is. I’ve got my eye on her."
Pan Shi lowered his voice. "Name your price. You’re here buying a Wuling Hongguang—you’re not exactly rolling in cash. How about I give you 200,000?"
"Get lost. Don’t make me slap you."
Xu Mu’s tone was icy. Among Yang City’s rich second-generation elites, this guy was a nobody. Just another wannabe flashing his money around.
Before Pan Shi could respond, a burly man with a buzz cut stepped forward, reaching for Xu Mu’s collar.
Xu Mu caught the man’s wrist mid-grab and twisted.
The man strained against the hold, muscles flexing.
Xu Mu’s eyes narrowed. What the—?
This guy was a martial artist—low-level, probably just at the early stage of Ming Jin.
"Ah!"
The man suddenly cried out, sweat beading on his forehead as he dropped to his knees, face contorted in pain.
Pan Shi, who had been smirking moments ago, stared in disbelief.
"It’s not New Year’s. Kneeling won’t get you a red envelope."
Xu Mu released the man’s wrist, watching as he clutched it in agony.
Then, he activated his Divine Eye to scan Pan Shi’s identity.
Name: Pan Shi
Role: Assassin
Favorability: -5
Fate Level: 1 (Max 10)
Xu Mu was stunned. This redhead is an assassin?
What the hell is going on in Yang City?
First, he ran into Zhang Que, one of the "Two Cripples," and now an assassin while car shopping?
"What’s your name?"
Pan Shi’s expression turned serious. Anyone who could overpower his bodyguard was definitely a martial artist.
Who’d have thought he’d run into an expert while tagging along to buy a car?
Looks like word’s already spreading.
"When asking someone’s name, it’s basic courtesy to introduce yourself first."
Xu Mu’s tone was indifferent.
Pan Shi smirked. "Heh, my family name might scare you."
Family?
Xu Mu’s focus sharpened. He was an assassin, yet he didn’t mention an organization—just his family.
Could they be…?
"I’m from the Love Burial Clan!"
Pan Shi puffed out his chest. "I’m Pan Shi, First Hall Master under the Second-in-Command, the Weeping Rose."
"…Huh?"
Xu Mu scratched his head, utterly baffled. Is this guy for real?
"Told you it’d scare you. But I’ll hit you with something even bigger."
Pan Shi grinned at Xu Mu’s reaction. "Our Second-in-Command, the Weeping Rose—she’s here too!"
Xu Mu didn’t know what to say.
His head itched, as if hair was about to sprout and cover one of his eyes.
Then, things got even weirder.
A woman emerged from an office in the distance.
She looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with silver wavy hair and fair skin. Her left eye was hidden behind her locks, while the visible right eye bore a black teardrop mark beneath it.
Dressed in denim shorts that showed off her long legs, she gave off an aura that Xu Mu could only rank just below Ye Tong.
Her white blouse was unbuttoned at the top, the fabric straining slightly—clearly at the "C-cup realm."
Xu Mu recalled Xiao Ran, one of the Dragon King’s subordinates, who also had short hair covering one eye.
But Xiao Ran didn’t give off a "scene kid" vibe—looks mattered, after all.
This woman, though, left Xu Mu conflicted.
She was beautiful, yet undeniably scene—silver hair, that black teardrop under her eye (was it a tattoo or makeup?).
But despite the scene aesthetic, she was stunning: fair skin, a slender figure, and an almost aristocratic beauty to her face.
Xu Mu scanned her with Divine Eye.
Name: Miao He
Role: Assassin, The Ultimate Live-in Son-in-Law Female Lead
Favorability: 0
Fate Level: 9 (Max 10)
Holy shit.
Xu Mu couldn’t believe it. Another female lead?
And according to the original story, she was part of Fang Chu’s harem.
Finally, one of his love interests is actually strong.
Before this, Fang Chu’s harem had been filled with ordinary women like Li Yun and Zhao Yingying.
"Second-in-Command."
Pan Shi hurried over to Miao He, whispering something while glancing back at Xu Mu.
Xu Mu’s mind raced. He didn’t know Fang Chu’s future trajectory, but he could guess the gist.
Fang Chu was currently allied with the Chai family in Yang City, and this woman had a Level 9 Fate.
Following typical logic, she’d probably cross paths with Fang Chu after he regained his strength.
If she stayed in Yang City, she’d likely meet him within days, interact, and eventually join his harem.
Xu Mu had never heard of this "Love Burial Clan," but judging by their vibe, they were probably an assassin group.
No way I’m letting Miao He get close to Fang Chu.
If Fang Chu recruited her, he’d gain a squad of martial artist assassins.
Xu Mu had to cut him off—intercept her first.
He sighed inwardly. Time to cash in on my looks again.
Hands still in his pockets, Xu Mu walked up to Miao He.
Up close, he noticed her rose-shaped earrings.
"This guy works for you?"
He jerked a thumb at Pan Shi.
"Kid, you’ve got some nerve—"
Pan Shi started, but Miao He raised a hand, silencing him.
"Yes."
She nodded lightly.
"Keep your subordinate in check. Wouldn’t want him causing trouble. I let him off this time because of you."
Xu Mu met Miao He’s gaze. "Next time, I might not be so forgiving."
Pan Shi clenched his fists, face darkening. Who does this punk think he is?
As the First Hall Master under the Weeping Rose, he’d never been disrespected like this.
Just because you beat a Ming Jin novice, you think you’re invincible?
I won’t let this slide.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
