Dai Feiying nodded and immediately said to Dai Xuan, "Transfer the funds."
"Okay, I'll call the finance department right now."
Dai Xuan took out his phone.
"You guys should have my junior brother's number, right? I'll be in Jiangbei for the next few days. If you need me, call my junior brother."
Xu Mu looked at Dai Feiying with a calm expression.
"Grandpa, we can wait for Ye Chen at our family's peak. I'm sure he'll go there," Dai Wenlin said from the side.
Hearing this, Dai Feiying nodded secretly; it made sense.
"Since you don't need me for the moment, I'll be going."
After Xu Mu spoke, he turned and walked away into the distance.
"Mr. Jiao, we've prepared dinner..."
"No need. I already have plans to eat with my junior brother. You all go on back."
As Xu Mu spoke, he left the area.
Dai Feiying sneered, "Ye Chen, I'll let you live for one more day!"
...
Xu Mu had already deactivated the formation. He hailed a ride-share and returned to the underground garage.
Driving his own car, he headed home.
On the way, he called Xu Ningbing first.
"What's up?" Xu Ningbing asked from the other end.
"Keep an eye on the company account. I just negotiated a deal, so funds should be coming in," Xu Mu said into the phone with a smile.
"You negotiated a deal? With whom?" Xu Ningbing sounded confused.
"Heh, once the money arrives, won't you be able to check? I'm heading home now."
Xu Mu laughed and hung up.
...
Back in Jiang City.
Xu Mu parked in the garage. Before he even entered the door, he sensed a cheerful atmosphere in the living room.
Pushing the door open and seeing the people inside, Xu Mu was dumbfounded.
This was the first time there were so many people in the house.
Ye Tong was sitting around the coffee table chatting with Meng Wanyue, Dai Xingluo, and Feng Yue.
As for Ye Yu and Bai Yi, they were sitting on the sofa holding their phones, obviously playing games.
When everyone saw Xu Mu return, they all greeted him. Except for Ye Tong, favorability points of varying amounts appeared above everyone else's heads.
The next moment, favorability appeared above Ye Tong's head as well.
[Favorability +40]
"You're back?"
Ye Tong walked over with a smile. "You didn't message me today, so I knew you'd be coming back tonight. We haven't eaten yet."
"If I'd known, I would have told you earlier so you didn't have to wait for me," Xu Mu said with a smile.
"Eating a bit late doesn't matter. I'll go heat up the food now."
Ye Tong pulled Xu Mu over and made him sit in her previous spot. "You keep them company and chat for a bit."
Xu Mu sat there, looking at the three women in front of him, feeling slightly awkward.
Especially since he had been teased by Xiao Ran earlier today, he was feeling a bit sensitive at the moment.
"Brother, where did you go today?" Dai Xingluo asked with a smile.
"I went to Yang City to handle some business..."
Just as Xu Mu was speaking, he suddenly heard the doorbell.
He checked with his perception and saw it was actually Xu Ningbing, so he stood up proactively. "I'll get the door."
Xu Mu went to the villa's main gate and asked curiously, "What brings you here?"
Xu Ningbing wasn't wearing her office uniform, but rather a tracksuit.
The words "Dragon Country" on her chest were stretched into a three-dimensional shape.
Xu Ningbing didn't speak but walked straight into the villa.
Just as she entered the main hall, she saw the crowd gathered there.
Only then did she glance at Xu Mu. "The Yin energy is pretty heavy in here, isn't it?"
"My Yang energy is enough to take on a hundred."
Xu Mu followed her in and closed the door. "You still haven't answered me. Why are you here?"
"What illegal activity did you commit? How did you get that much money?"
Xu Ningbing looked solemn. "That's fifty billion. Do you know how few companies in Dragon Country have an annual net profit reaching fifty billion?"
"I didn't break the law. They gave it voluntarily."
Xu Mu shrugged with a smile.
"Sis, you're here."
Hearing the voices, Ye Tong walked out of the kitchen. "Have you eaten? We were just about to eat."
"Haven't had the chance yet."
Xu Ningbing looked toward Dai Xingluo and the others. Before she could ask, Ye Tong explained first.
"These are my best friends. I invited them over."
"Mn."
Xu Ningbing nodded. She had originally thought Xu Mu had called these people over.
She had been wondering why Ye Tong wasn't angry and was instead happily cooking in the kitchen.
It turned out she was mistaken.
"What's going on with you? It's this late and you haven't eaten?" Xu Mu asked from the side.
"Dad handed a lot of company matters over to me recently. He said this morning he was going sea fishing with his buddies and won't be back for ten days or so."
Xu Ningbing walked to the sofa and sat down.
Xu Mu smiled. "Come to think of it, he hasn't taken a break in over a decade."
"Exactly, so I didn't bother stopping him. He's getting older; he really should enjoy life a bit."
According to Xu Ningbing's memory, Xu Shou worked almost year-round without rest. Aside from work, he was traveling for business.
This state had lasted for over a decade.
"Just eat here today."
Xu Mu walked toward the kitchen.
"Wanyue, are you still working? If not, I need to find someone else," Xu Ningbing asked, looking at Meng Wanyue.
"Wanyue is my personal bodyguard now. You'd better find someone else to take her position," Xu Mu said from a distance.
Meng Wanyue nodded in agreement. "President, please find someone else. I've been busy with cultivation recently and really don't have time for work matters."
Xu Ningbing nodded.
A few minutes later, Xu Mu signaled everyone to sit at the dining table. Xu Mu and Ye Tong brought out all the dishes.
The group sat around the dining table.
Ye Tong brought some red wine. "Let's just have a few sips today. We can't get drunk like last time."
"Okay."
As Dai Xingluo spoke, she secretly winked at Xu Mu.
Xu Mu immediately recalled what happened that previous night. This Dai Xingluo was a lightweight but loved to play.
This time, Xu Ningbing also joined everyone for a few glasses.
After getting slightly tipsy, everyone became more talkative.
Feng Yue wiped her fiery red lips with a napkin and looked at Xu Ningbing with a smile. "Miss Xu, I really envy your figure. Even I'm drooling looking at it."
"It really is too big," Meng Wanyue mumbled, looking down at her own; there was really no comparison.
Dai Xingluo also sighed with emotion. Her own were already quite formidable, and she often used her "thunder" to mock others.
But seeing Xu Ningbing's, she felt ashamed of her inferiority.
"Sister, someone like you must have many suitors, right?" Dai Xingluo asked with a smile.
Xu Ningbing placed her chopsticks on her bowl and said calmly, "There are many, but I rejected them all. I don't plan on getting married."
"Why is that?"
Ye Tong became curious as well.
She had wondered about this before. Xu Mu, the younger brother, was already married, so as the older sister, she should be anxious about it.
But looking at Xu Ningbing, she didn't seem worried at all.
Xu Mu also furrowed his brows to listen; he had never known Xu Ningbing's inner thoughts on the matter.

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.”

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?!

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!

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?"