"What's wrong with you?"
Xu Mu asked with concern in his tone.
"I... I'm fine."
Lu Xueyao didn't know what to say. She was self - aware enough.
How could such a big shot in front of her care about her petty affairs?
"If you're fine, why are you crying? I'm in a good mood today. I'll give you a chance. If you don't need my help, then I'll leave."
Xu Mu took out his keys and pressed a button. The Porsche 911 over there lit up.
Lu Xueyao took a deep breath. This might be her only chance.
Otherwise, as a student, how could she pay back twenty thousand yuan?
So, she briefly told him what had just happened.
"Got it."
Xu Mu nodded and pointed at Liu Tu over there. "For the sake of this girl, I'll cover your bar bill. You don't have to pay her back."
He knew that those yellow - haired guys over there probably didn't even have five hundred yuan in their pockets.
They never intended to pay the money back.
"Thank you, Young Master Xu." Liu Tu showed a smile.
"If you ever dare to pester her again, I won't be nice to you."
Xu Mu walked up to Liu Tu and put his hand on his shoulder. "I think you understand that with just one day's worth of my spending, I can make you disappear."
Hearing this, Liu Tu's face turned pale. His legs went weak and he almost sat on the ground.
Of course, he knew that Xu Mu had the ability.
Especially since he had just called Xu Mu a fool in front of Lu Xueyao.
If Lu Xueyao told Xu Mu, he would be finished.
"Young Master Xu, I was wrong. I'll definitely stay far away from her from now on." Liu Tu said in a trembling voice.
"Let's go."
Xu Mu let go of his shoulder and walked towards his sports car.
Liu Tu and his gang scurried away in a hurry.
Lu Xueyao then walked up to Xu Mu, lowered her head and said, "Thank you, Young Master Xu."
"Get in the car."
Xu Mu opened the car door.
Lu Xueyao was a bit flattered. She recognized the car logo. "Young Master Xu, I..."
"Can't you understand?"
"Okay."
Lu Xueyao nodded and got into the car.
After Xu Mu got in, he took out wet wipes and tissues from the side. "Wipe your face. You look awful now."
Hearing this, Lu Xueyao's tears started to fall again.
But she still took the tissues and wiped off her smeared makeup.
Xu Mu drove away from there. Along the way, he glanced at Lu Xueyao beside him. Her smoky makeup had all come off.
At this moment, she was young and beautiful. She looked about the same age as Ye Yu, probably just an adult at most.
However, she was different from Ye Yu. Ye Yu had a slightly chubby face with dimples, belonging to the cute type.
This woman's face was thinner and more sophisticated. Although she was young, she gave people a cold and aloof feeling.
"You look so much better now than with that smoky makeup just now."
Xu Mu glanced at Lu Xueyao and asked, "Why did you dress like that?"
Hearing this, Lu Xueyao's tears fell again. "I... I don't want to be bullied anymore."
"Bullied? What's going on?"
Xu Mu frowned and asked.
Lu Xueyao told Xu Mu all about her experiences. By the time she was halfway through, she was already sobbing uncontrollably.
Xu Mu didn't expect her background to be so tragic.
When she was a child, her father went out to work and lost contact. No one knew whether he was alive or dead.
A few years later, her mother remarried with her. Then her mother gave birth to a son for her step - father.
She seemed to be an extra person in the family. Even her mother treated her badly.
Later, her mother sent her to live with her grandmother. Since then, she had been living with her grandmother until now.
Her grandmother was old and supported her schooling by picking up trash.
In junior high school, several classmates always insulted her with her grandmother.
She thought it would be okay in high school, but unexpectedly, those junior - high female classmates who had dropped out of school early relied on the support of hooligans.
They blocked her at the school gate every day and asked her to pay protection fees.
It wasn't a big deal when she was a child.
But now that she was an adult, she also had dignity.
She struggled for a long time and decided to make a change. She dyed her hair yellow and planned to make friends with hooligans outside the school on her own initiative.
Liu Tu today was the one she had just met.
In fact, she also knew that following such hooligans, her chastity might be at risk.
But she really couldn't stand it anymore. She didn't want to live like this anymore.
Lu Xueyao wiped her tears with a tissue and sobbed, "I don't want to be like this either, but what can I do? I only have a grandmother who picks up trash. I'd rather not have her! I'd rather she was dead! Then others wouldn't insult me!"
Hearing this, Xu Mu immediately stepped on the brake.
Due to inertia, Lu Xueyao's body lurched forward. Fortunately, the seat - belt held her back.
Xu Mu parked the car by the roadside and said to Lu Xueyao, "Lean your face over."
Lu Xueyao didn't quite understand, but she still leaned her face closer.
Slap!
Xu Mu slapped Lu Xueyao across the face.
Lu Xueyao's face stung. She covered her face and looked at Xu Mu in disbelief.
"Who does your grandmother pick up trash for? For her own meals?" Xu Mu questioned.
"I..."
"Get the hell out of my car! You're no different from those scumbags who bullied you!"
Xu Mu pointed at Lu Xueyao and shouted angrily, "Do you think the money for your schooling and meals just falls from the sky?"
Even if she was the female lead, Xu Mu didn't want to associate with someone like her.
A person who didn't know how to be grateful might very well bite the hand that fed them in the future.
"I'm sorry. I just spoke without thinking. I did have such a thought once, but it was just a passing thought. I have a good relationship with my grandma," Lu Xueyao covered her face and sobbed.
"Where do you go to school?" Xu Mu asked.
"Jiang City No.1 High School. I'm in my senior year this year," Lu Xueyao wiped her tears and replied.
"Hmm? Do you know Ye Yu?"
Xu Mu suddenly asked.
"Yes, she's in Class 1, and I'm in Class 2," Lu Xueyao's eyes showed a hint of envy. "She's the class beauty of Class 1. I heard she lives in a villa area, and many people are after her."
Xu Mu shook his head. Maybe no one knew that Ye Yu used to live in a doghouse.
However, Ye Yu could act as if nothing had happened at school.
In terms of scheming and state of mind, Ye Yu was much stronger than Lu Xueyao.
"Relying on others is not as good as relying on yourself. In many cases, bullying starts with someone stepping on your shoes. Do you understand?"
Xu Mu leaned back on the seat. "You have to know how to fight back. Don't just keep giving in. Even if you get beaten up, you have to make the other person feel the pain."
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Lu Xueyao nodded gently, with a fierce look in her eyes. "Young Master Xu, I understand."
"What do you understand?" Xu Mu asked rhetorically.
"I was really too cowardly before. Tomorrow when I go to school, I'll put a kitchen knife in my schoolbag," Lu Xueyao clenched her fists.
"You don't understand a thing!"
Xu Mu rolled his eyes. "I'll be outside the school watching you tomorrow. You can fight, but don't break the law. I'll help you when it's critical."
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"Young Master Xu..."
Lu Xueyao wiped her tears with her hand, timidly reached out her hand, and then firmly grabbed Xu Mu's arm. "Let's go to a hotel."
"Ah?"
Xu Mu was a bit stunned.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”