"Serves him right! He absolutely should apologize!"
Huang Hao turned and shouted, "Get your ass over here!"
The suited man who had been beaten earlier timidly approached. He had heard of Xu Mu's reputation.
Compared to Xu Mu, Huang Hao was nothing.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault. Ladies, I had a bit to drink, I was wrong."
The suited man apologized repeatedly.
[Favorability +20]
Zhao Yingying secretly glanced at Xu Mu. In crucial moments, Brother Mu was always reliable.
The surrounding crowd regarded Xu Mu with newfound respect. So the real big shot had been sitting here all along.
Han Tao cursed inwardly, having missed a golden opportunity.
He had long wanted to quit being a counselor because he didn't have a permanent faculty position.
With birth rates declining, there were fewer and fewer students.
Yet, the number of applicants for teaching positions increased every year.
The school wasn't a charity; it simply didn't need that many teachers, let alone offer them permanent positions.
His salary was too low, making buying a home hopeless, and even his girlfriend had left him.
If only he had known Zhao Yingying's boyfriend was this powerful. Getting into the Xu Group would offer much better pay and benefits than this teaching job.
"It's not a big deal anyway. Since he apologized, he can go."
Xu Mu waved his hand dismissively at Huang Hao.
"Thank you, Young Master Xu."
Huang Hao felt somewhat flattered. Why had Xu Mu become so reasonable lately? "I'll make sure to discipline him properly when we get back!"
With that, he led his entourage away in a grand procession.
Xu Mu then patted Zhao Yingying's shoulder. "Let me take you home too."
"Okay."
Zhao Yingying nodded slightly.
"Yingying, I'll walk you out!"
Han Tao immediately stood up and came over.
Cao Ting also stayed close to Zhao Yingying.
Zhang Cheng stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say. Who would have thought Zhao Yingying's boyfriend was Xu Mu?
Even though he knew Xu Mu might just be toying with her, he didn't dare to compete.
In the elevator.
Han Tao said with a smile, "Yingying, I could tell your boyfriend was extraordinary, a dragon among men. I just didn't expect his status to be this astronomical."
Zhao Yingying gave a polite laugh. Since he was her counselor, she didn't feel comfortable saying much.
"Young Master Xu, you can rest assured about Yingying at school from now on. I guarantee I'll take good care of her."
Han Tao then smiled obsequiously at Xu Mu.
Xu Mu merely gave a slight nod. He had seen plenty of people like this.
...
This time, it was Zhao Yingying riding the electric scooter, taking Xu Mu home.
During the ride, Xu Mu suddenly said, "Yingying, sorry about that. Didn't keep my identity hidden well enough."
[Favorability +15]
Zhao Yingying's cheeks felt warm. "It's fine. Anyway, Zhang Cheng probably won't bother me anymore now. Plus, Brother Mu helped me again."
"We're family. It's what I should do."
Xu Mu said with a smile.
After seeing Zhao Yingying home, Xu Mu rode the scooter back to his own place.
Arriving home, Xu Mu found Ye Tong and Ye Yu watching TV on the sofa.
Noticing Xu Mu's return, Ye Yu greeted him cheerfully, "Brother-in-law!"
[Favorability +10]
Identical text appeared above Ye Tong's head at the same time.
"Did you go to the zoo with Ye Yu today?"
Ye Tong asked with a smile.
"Yeah, just went for a look since I had free time." Xu Mu nodded lightly.
"Brother-in-law, I told Sister all about your glorious feat! Even the tiger flipped onto its back in fear when it saw you!"
Ye Yu said excitedly.
Xu Mu grinned. "Plenty of things flip onto their backs for me. Your sister does too."
Hearing this, Ye Tong's face instantly flushed crimson. She spat out, "You're awful!"
Then she immediately dashed upstairs, too embarrassed to show her face.
Ye Yu puffed out her cheeks. "Shameless!"
She then rushed upstairs two steps at a time.
Xu Mu immediately reached out and grabbed the back of Ye Yu's neck. "Don't think I don't know what you're planning. You want to go to our room, right?"
"No, I don't."
Ye Yu argued defensively, surprised he had guessed.
Her original plan was to share a room with Ye Tong, lock the door from inside, and prevent Xu Mu from 'attacking' her sister.
"I know you too well."
Xu Mu picked Ye Yu up.
"Let me go! Stinky brother-in-law!"
Ye Yu struggled wildly, but a favorability notification appeared above her head.
"I'll let you go right away."
Xu Mu opened Ye Yu's bedroom door, tossed her onto the bed, then quickly left, returning to his own room and locking the door.
Ye Tong was already under the covers.
She suddenly asked, "Husband, when are you going to participate in that martial arts competition for marriage?"
"Why do you ask?"
Xu Mu asked, puzzled.
Ye Tong just wanted to know when she could bring Jiang Huihui home. She really needed her.
"I... I was just asking casually."
"I'm not sure either. Probably in the next few days."
Xu Mu said to Ye Tong, "Want to play a little role-playing game?"
"I don't want to wear those strange clothes."
Ye Tong immediately pulled the covers up to her nose.
"You know quite a lot, huh?"
Xu Mu laughed. "No need for anything. You're now a company CEO suspected of tax evasion. I'm here to investigate you."
"Alright then."
Ye Tong, too embarrassed to refuse, quickly got into character. "Sir, our company absolutely does not engage in tax evasion."
"No? I already have solid evidence here. Watch as I uncover all the taxes you've dodged and make them public!"
Xu Mu said sternly.
Ye Tong: "..."
...
Early the next morning.
Xu Mu woke up early. Ye Yu and Zhao Yingying had already contributed enough for a ten-draw yesterday.
Just as he was about to use the draw, his phone rang.
He took it out and saw it was a call from Xu Shou.
Xu Mu answered quietly, "What's up? I'm still sleeping."
"Come to the company right after you eat."
Xu Shou said and hung up.
Hearing this, Xu Mu lost all interest in drawing.
Usually, when Xu Shou called him personally, it meant something urgent.
He got up, washed up, and prepared to go to the company first to see what was happening.
After Ye Tong made breakfast, Ye Yu still hadn't come down.
Xu Mu asked curiously, "She's not having breakfast?"
"Since she's not going to school lately, just let her sleep in."
Ye Tong said with a smile.
Xu Mu nodded.
After the meal, Xu Mu drove to the company.
He took the elevator to the top floor, to the Chairman's office.
Xu Mu knocked on the door a few times and entered after hearing Xu Shou's voice.
As usual, Xu Ningbing had already arrived first.
"What's going on?"
Xu Mu sat on the sofa, looking at Xu Shou.
"I just received news. After Ye Chen left our place yesterday, he went to the Mu Family."
Xu Shou took a drag of his cigarette. "No surprise, they've likely formed an alliance."
"The Mu Family."
Xu Mu wasn't surprised. Mu Qingying, the music teacher, was also part of the Dragon King's harem in the original storyline.
It made sense that Ye Chen, having been rebuffed by the Xu Family, would seek cooperation with the Mu Family.
"Exactly. Mu Yuansheng is a man with considerable ambition. Combined with Ye Chen, I feel they might pose a threat to us."
Xu Shou looked at Xu Mu. "We need to be careful and prepare in advance."
"Alright."
Xu Mu nodded.
"We currently hold the first-mover advantage. The two reclusive families in Yang City likely won't make a move against us, so there's no need for haste," Xu Shou said with a smile to Xu Mu. "I called you here for another reason. I heard you're planning to participate in a martial arts contest for marriage?"
"What?" Xu Ningbing exclaimed upon hearing this, her face filled with disbelief.
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?"
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
