Xu Mu returned to his private room and found that several dishes had been served.
Ye Tong and Meng Wanyue were sitting together, chatting.
"What are you chatting about?"
Xu Mu closed the door of the private room and sat down beside Ye Tong, asking.
"About our past."
Ye Tong looked at Meng Wanyue with a smile. She thought this younger sister was very nice.
If she became Xu Mu's woman, Ye Tong wouldn't mind.
Of course, it had to be up to Meng Wanyue herself. After all, most women wouldn't agree to such a thing.
This time, since Xu Mu had to drive, he didn't drink.
Ye Tong and Meng Wanyue drank quite a lot of foreign wine.
Although the alcohol content was not high, Xu Mu noticed that a blush gradually appeared on their cheeks.
It seemed that neither of them was very good at drinking.
Halfway through the meal, Meng Wanyue was already a bit drunk. She usually only drank beverages and rarely touched alcohol.
As a killer, she needed to keep a clear mind at all times.
However, she could sense sincerity from Ye Tong.
Moreover, since the Dragon King had asked her to protect Ye Tong, she also instinctively had a good impression of her.
Xu Mu sat there, eating while using his perception to check on the three people upstairs.
Anyway, he already knew what they were planning to do, so it didn't matter if he listened to the recording later.
After about half an hour, the three people upstairs dispersed.
They left the private room and took the elevator downstairs.
Just twenty seconds later, the waiter who had received money from Xu Mu entered the private room. First, he removed the bug from the bottom of the bowl.
Then he went to the bathroom and flushed it away with water.
Xu Mu couldn't help but smile. This guy was quite cautious. Maybe he was afraid of being discovered.
He continued to expand his perception to the limit.
He saw Qian Gang getting into a car and leaving on the street.
Lin Yang and Li Feipeng also drove away together and disappeared into the night.
"I can't drink anymore. Sister Ye, I have to go to work tomorrow. Let's call it a day today."
Meng Wanyue's face was flushed as she pushed the wine glass away.
She already felt a bit dizzy in the head.
"Otherwise, come home with us today. There are plenty of rooms in our house."
Ye Tong was also a bit tipsy at this time and invited her actively.
"No, no. I'd better go home. I can't disturb you."
Although Meng Wanyue was a bit drunk, her mind was still a bit clear.
"Okay then. We'll take you home first."
Ye Tong stood up at this time and put her hand on Meng Wanyue's shoulder.
Seeing the two of them like this, Xu Mu walked over actively. "Let me help you."
"Thank you, husband."
Ye Tong blushed as she looked at Xu Mu.
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Xu Mu was a bit surprised. It could be said that he and Ye Tong had had a few intense days together.
She had never called him by this address before.
Xu Mu supported the two of them on each side and left the private room. They took the elevator downstairs.
It was evening, and there were quite a few people in the restaurant.
Countless men were looking in Xu Mu's direction.
Jealousy was written all over their faces.
Damn it, two at once, and both of them were great beauties.
Wasn't this a bit too showy!
Xu Mu took the two of them to his car. He put them in the back row and then closed the door.
After that, he drove to the place where Meng Wanyue lived.
...
He parked the car by the roadside and then helped Meng Wanyue out of the car. "We're here."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Xu..."
Meng Wanyue staggered out of the car. "You guys go back. I can go up by myself."
"I'll take you up."
Seeing that she almost fell while walking, Xu Mu stepped forward actively to support her.
Meng Wanyue was a bit grateful. After entering the community, Meng Wanyue showed Xu Mu the way.
When they came to the downstairs of the corresponding unit, Xu Mu found that Meng Wanyue couldn't even lift her feet to step on the stairs.
He rolled his eyes. Was she really that bad at drinking?
He went behind Meng Wanyue and hugged her slender waist from behind, then walked up the stairs.
"Mr. Xu, how did you know there was a bug on me?"
Meng Wanyue squinted her eyes and said softly.
"You're not an ordinary person. If I'm not wrong, you came for Ye Tong and Ye Yu."
Of course, Xu Mu knew Meng Wanyue's purpose, but he definitely couldn't be too accurate.
"Sure enough, you're Mr. Xu."
Meng Wanyue took a breath in the middle. "How did you guess?"
Xu Mu thought for a moment and then came up with a reason. "Remember before in the commercial market, when you saw them being wronged and took the initiative to teach those people a lesson. I didn't tell you to do it."
Meng Wanyue seemed to be deep in thought.
"But at the fighting center, when that man mocked me, you didn't react at all. It was only after I asked you to do it that you helped me teach him a lesson."
Xu Mu pressed the elevator button with a smile. "It shows that in your heart, they are more important than me."
"Amazing."
Meng Wanyue gave a thumbs up. Then she raised her arm and pressed the button for the 16th floor with her thumb. "Mr. Xu, you're completely different from what I investigated."
"Now can you tell me your purpose?" Xu Mu asked softly.
He knew it himself, but it was completely different if Meng Wanyue told him voluntarily.
If Meng Wanyue told him voluntarily, it meant that in her heart, the relationship between the two of them had become closer.
"I'm here to protect them. They are the Dragon King's family, and I'm the Dragon King's subordinate." Meng Wanyue explained.
"Who is the Dragon King?"
Xu Mu asked knowingly.
"He's a terrifying figure, a hegemon overseas. It only took him three short years to rise from obscurity to the top."
Meng Wanyue sighed. "He only learned recently that the Ye family he belonged to had been destroyed, and the direct descendants of the Ye family had all disappeared. He spent a long time investigating the whereabouts of the Ye family head, but he didn't find any clues."
Xu Mu nodded secretly. According to the plot, the Ye family head, who was also Ye Chen, the Dragon King's adoptive father, had been killed.
It was normal that he couldn't find any clues.
"Later, the Dragon King changed his strategy and investigated his sisters. Finally, he found out that they were in the Xu family in Jiangbei."
As Meng Wanyue was speaking, the elevator had already reached the 16th floor. "The Dragon King sent me here first to see how Ye Tong and Ye Yu were doing."
Xu Mu supported Meng Wanyue out of the elevator. Meng Wanyue came to the door on the left, pressed her fingerprint, and opened the door.
After they walked in, Xu Mu saw a telescope by the window.
"Is this for monitoring me?"
"Yeah."
Meng Wanyue looked a bit embarrassed.
"Have you reported to the Dragon King?" Xu Mu asked.
"Yes, I said they are doing well now. The people in the Xu family take good care of them."
Meng Wanyue nodded gently.
Xu Mu let out a sigh of relief, hoping that such an answer could hold off the Dragon King for a while and give him some time to develop.
"I'll help you to your room."
Xu Mu took Meng Wanyue and pushed open the bedroom door. When he saw the things in the suitcase beside, he rolled his eyes.
The things she brought were really complete.
There were bugs, pinhole cameras, night-vision goggles, and even anesthetic guns, daggers, and so on.
Meng Wanyue staggered to the bed and lay down, closing her eyes. Her breathing gradually became steady.
Suddenly, she actually started to take off her sweatpants.
Xu Mu stood there, stunned on the spot.

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.”

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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.