Xu Mu didn’t check immediately. Instead, he focused on what other good things he might draw this time.
However, the results left him somewhat disappointed.
Out of the eleven draws this time, aside from gold and the second-level perception ability, everything else was just the minimum guarantee.
He first examined the specifics of the second-level perception. After reading the description, Xu Mu was utterly stunned.
It was ridiculously powerful!
Truly worthy of being called a divine-tier ability.
Even if the other ten draws had yielded nothing, he felt this ten-draw was already worth it.
The second-level perception didn’t increase the range—it remained at one hundred meters.
But within that range, it now included visual imagery.
To put it simply, the first-level perception was like an infrared night-vision scope, only allowing him to detect human outlines.
But with the second-level perception, he could now see people’s exact appearances.
For example, right now, as Xu Mu activated his second-level perception, he could clearly see Ye Tong changing clothes on the second floor.
Expanding his perception further, he could even see pedestrians on the street outside the villa.
If he had possessed this ability earlier, he wouldn’t have needed to test Meng Wanyue. He could have simply used his perception to see her exposed face directly.
That would have confirmed she was the one who recorded the video.
Still, there was one drawback that made Xu Mu slightly uncomfortable—a limitation of the second-level perception.
He could only perceive areas where living beings were present, just like the first-level perception. Unless someone was there, he couldn’t detect anything.
For instance, right now, since someone was in the master bedroom on the second floor, Xu Mu could perceive everything in that space.
But Ye Tong’s adjacent room was empty, so he couldn’t discern its specifics.
In his perception, it was just a void of darkness.
Moreover, he could only observe the immediate space where living beings were present.
For example, if Ye Tong was in her room with the wardrobe open, Xu Mu could see the clothes inside.
But if a drawer nearby was closed, he couldn’t see its contents.
Still, one shouldn’t be too greedy. Xu Mu felt this ability was already more than powerful enough.
This time, he only drew 40 attribute points but managed to get 100 cultivation points.
So, he allocated all of them.
Black text appeared before his eyes once again.
[Congratulations, Host. You have reached the late-stage Ming Jin.]
Xu Mu opened his system panel to check his current stats.
Name: Xu Mu
Identity: Villain Saint Body, HR Manager of Xu Corporation
Realm: Late-stage Ming Jin
Physique: 150
Spirit: 150
Cultivation Points: 40 (Max 100)
Destiny Power: 124
He then clicked for details to review his current abilities.
Piano, Cooking, Military Combat Techniques, Painting.
And, of course, the divine-tier ability—Second-level Perception.
Xu Mu took a deep breath. His abilities were growing stronger and stronger.
But his combat prowess was still lacking. He needed to keep pushing forward. With just Ming Jin, how could he possibly stand against the Dragon King?
Ye Tong stepped out of her room, now dressed in a simple black dress that gave her a fresh, ethereal look.
Her hair was tied up, adorned with a black bow, making her appear much younger than usual.
"I’m ready," Ye Tong said with a smile as she approached Xu Mu, lowering her head slightly in shyness.
Thanks to his perception, Xu Mu had already seen her trying on seven or eight hair accessories before settling on the black bow.
As a man with high emotional intelligence, he knew exactly what to compliment.
"That bow looks great on you. It completely changes your vibe—you could pass for a high schooler," Xu Mu said with a grin.
"Stop it," Ye Tong murmured, lightly touching the bow as she blushed.
A few words floated above her head.
[Favorability +20]
Xu Mu was surprised. Just one well-placed compliment had earned him so much favorability. He made a mental note to pay more attention to details in the future.
"Let’s go," Xu Mu said to Ye Tong.
"Mm," she nodded.
...
Xu Mu drove his Cadillac Escalade, taking Ye Tong to the address Meng Wanyue had sent.
Surprisingly, she lived in the eastern district as well, just a few streets away from Xu Mu’s villa—about four or five kilometers.
Perhaps she had chosen this location to keep an eye on him more easily.
It was a high-end residential complex. Xu Mu parked outside and sent Meng Wanyue a message.
At the same time, he activated his perception to scan the surroundings.
Countless people flooded into his vision.
In the high-rise buildings, some were eating, others arguing, and a few were even engaged in more… private activities.
Finally, he spotted Meng Wanyue.
She lived in one of the high-rises near the street, well within his perception range.
Xu Mu observed carefully and saw her holding her phone as she walked from the bedroom to the living room.
The sofa was littered with snack wrappers and soda bottles.
Near the window stood a high-powered telescope.
Xu Mu’s heart skipped a beat. He immediately looked up, following the telescope’s line of sight—directly toward his villa.
He felt a surge of relief. Good thing he had prepared in advance.
Before long, Meng Wanyue, now dressed in sportswear, appeared in front of the car.
She opened the door and slid into the back seat, greeting them cheerfully. "President Xu, Mrs. Xu."
"Don’t call me Mrs. Xu—I don’t feel that old," Ye Tong said awkwardly, turning to face her. "We’re around the same age. Just call me sister."
"Alright, Sister Ye," Meng Wanyue nodded.
"Huh? How did you know my surname is Ye?" Ye Tong asked curiously.
"I—"
"I told her," Xu Mu interjected with a smile.
"Oh, I see," Ye Tong said, realization dawning.
Meng Wanyue glanced at Xu Mu discreetly, only to find him smiling at her through the rearview mirror.
She quickly lowered her head, cheeks burning. So embarrassing.
Xu Mu drove leisurely through the streets, contemplating where to eat.
Suddenly, he noticed a vaguely familiar figure entering a high-end restaurant.
It was a middle-aged man—short, with slicked-back hair and a protruding belly.
Xu Mu recognized him as the same man who had walked in while he was interacting with Xu Ningbing earlier that day, the one who came to sign documents.
From memory, his name was Qian Gang, one of the founding members of the corporation.
He had been one of the earliest to work under Xu Shou.
Xu Mu didn’t think much of it. In their line of work, business dinners were commonplace.
But when he swept his perception over the restaurant, his expression turned serious.
He spotted someone familiar—Li Feipeng from Flavor Foods.
Back at the Su Family gathering, Li Feipeng had been quite close with Lin Yang.
Now, the two men were inside, shaking hands and laughing.
Normally, Xu Mu wouldn’t have paid them much attention.
But with Lin Yang involved, something felt off.
Xu Mu pulled over and expanded his perception to its maximum range.
The high-end restaurant only had five floors, well within his hundred-meter radius.
He scanned room by room until his focus landed on a luxurious private room on the fifth floor.
Lin Yang was sitting inside.
"What’s wrong?" Ye Tong asked.
"I think I’ve found the traitor in our company," Xu Mu said, quickly parking the car in a nearby spot.
He led the two women out. "We’re eating here today."
As they walked toward the restaurant, Xu Mu casually draped an arm over Meng Wanyue’s shoulders.
"Is there any surveillance equipment, like listening devices?" Xu Mu asked in a hushed voice.
"I... yes," Meng Wanyue hesitated slightly before admitting awkwardly with a nod.

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