Xu Mu found the black text floating above Ye Tong's head rather amusing.
It seemed that so-called "favorability points" didn’t just rise in a straight line.
Instead, they fluctuated like stocks—rising and falling, but with an overall upward trend.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Mu smiled and said, "I’m heading to the Su Family today. Why don’t we go together?"
Ye Tong was speechless. Even now, her legs were still trembling from last night.
Couldn’t he tell?
But she didn’t dare say it outright, only shaking her head. "I’m not feeling well today. Maybe another time."
"Alright, rest well at home."
Xu Mu then realized—after yesterday’s "thousand-mile sprint," Ye Tong must indeed be exhausted.
[Favorability +3]
Seeing the text pop up above Ye Tong’s head, Xu Mu was surprised. Just one sentence had earned him three points.
Correspondingly, it also added 24 points to his "Justice Value."
"I’ll make you breakfast."
Ye Tong had already gone downstairs, heading straight for the kitchen.
"No need. Dad wants me there now. Today’s workload is heavy. If we secure the Su Family’s business deal, it could bring in hundreds of millions in revenue. I need to prove myself to the family."
With that, Xu Mu stood up and walked out.
Ye Tong watched his retreating figure, still finding it hard to believe.
He was actually focusing on company matters now.
Could it be… he really had changed?
......
Xu Corporation Tower.
Xu Mu parked his Cadillac Escalade in the garage and headed toward the underground elevator.
Just then, he noticed a woman stepping out of a Maybach.
Memories instantly surfaced.
His sister—Xu Ningbing.
Dressed in a black business suit, her features were exquisite, her figure curvaceous—a textbook S-shape.
She possessed heavenly beauty on par with Mu Qingying, but their auras were entirely different.
Xu Ningbing exuded a cold, domineering charm—the very essence of a ruthless CEO.
True to her personality, she acted with decisive efficiency.
She wore glasses, though Xu Mu knew she wasn’t nearsighted.
She simply used them to reinforce her CEO persona.
"Morning, sis," Xu Mu greeted.
Xu Ningbing barely glanced at him, offering no response.
Xu Mu didn’t mind. He knew she had always looked down on him.
They rode the elevator up together in silence.
During the ride, Xu Mu checked her stats.
Name: Xu Ningbing
Role: CEO of Xu Corporation, Female Lead of The Dragon King’s Arrival
Favorability: -60
Fate Level: 10 (Max)
Holy shit!
Xu Mu was stunned. Xu Ningbing was max level—the first he’d ever seen.
Based on the plot, he could guess why.
In the later stages, Xu Ningbing became an unfathomable force, standing by the Dragon King’s side as he conquered the world.
Her personality fit perfectly—showing no mercy to enemies, killing without blinking.
Ye Tong and Mu Qingying were only Fate Level 8 because they faded into the background later.
Their gentle natures made them useless to the Dragon King’s ambitions.
Ye Yu, at Level 9, remained active—managing territories and strategizing for the Dragon King.
"What are you staring at?"
Xu Ningbing frowned, noticing Xu Mu’s lingering gaze.
Xu Mu ignored her, pressing the elevator button.
The garage elevator didn’t go straight to the top floor.
They first stopped at the middle level, then transferred to the employee elevator for the executive floor.
Not a single word was exchanged the entire way.
Top Floor.
Xu Mu, hands in his pockets, arrived at the chairman’s office door.
Surprisingly, Xu Ningbing followed him in.
Knock.
A middle-aged voice responded from inside.
"Come in."
Xu Mu pushed the door open, entering alongside Xu Ningbing.
The office was minimalist—a desk, black leather guest sofas, and a bookshelf. Nothing more.
Looking at the man before him, Xu Mu felt a pang of nostalgia.
His own father had died in a car accident when he was young. If he were alive, he’d probably look just like this.
At that thought, Xu Mu resolved to treat him well.
The Dragon King thought he could waltz in and seize his family’s fortune?
Dream on.
"You’re here," Xu Shou said with a faint smile.
His short-cropped hair showed streaks of gray, his demeanor firm and disciplined.
For his age, he was still quite handsome.
According to the plot, Xu Shou had once served in the military.
"Yeah," Xu Mu nodded, taking a seat on the sofa.
"Ningbing, why are you here?" Xu Shou asked.
He’d only summoned Xu Mu, not her.
"I came to see how you plan to ruin the family business!"
Xu Ningbing strode to the desk, slamming her hands on it. "The Su Family deal is critical. Why send Xu Mu? Do you actually think he can secure it?"
Xu Shou wasn’t angered, merely smiling. "You don’t know—Xu Mu is close with Su Ruiming of the Su Family."
"That good-for-nothing? What influence does he have?" Xu Ningbing snapped.
"If you’re so capable, sis, why don’t you handle it?"
Xu Mu leaned back, crossing his legs. "The Su and Mu Families are tight. Eighty percent of their food supply comes from the Mu Family. How do you plan to steal their business?"
His words stunned both Xu Ningbing and Xu Shou.
He’d hit the nail on the head.
Xu Corporation’s only real competitor was the Mu Family.
Xu Shou had sent Xu Mu precisely because conventional tactics wouldn’t work.
"We can undercut them. Why wouldn’t the Su Family take the better deal?" Xu Ningbing countered.
"Undercut? The Mu Family specializes in food processing. They have the infrastructure. We’re new to this field—can you really outprice them?" Xu Mu shot back. "Or are you planning to operate at a loss?"
"I—"
Xu Ningbing faltered.
But above her head, black text appeared:
[Favorability -1]
"Hahaha! Well said, Xu Mu. You’ve done your homework," Xu Shou laughed heartily.
"Then tell me, what’s your plan?" Xu Ningbing glared, the first time she’d ever been cornered by this wastrel.
"I don’t have one."
Xu Mu shrugged.
"Then why—"
"Exactly because no one has a solution, Dad sent me. Surely someone as sharp as you can see that?"
Xu Mu feigned confusion.
"You—!"
Xu Ningbing was too furious to speak.
[Favorability -1]
Xu Mu stood. "Don’t worry, Dad. I’ll do my best."
"Good. According to my intel, Su Weiye’s daughter just became Zhou Hening’s disciple. This banquet is a celebration," Xu Shou explained.
"Zhou Hening? The world-renowned pianist from our country?" Xu Ningbing gasped.
"Absolutely. This is a true master with connections beyond imagination, which is why I specifically sought out a top pianist from Jiangbei."
Xu Shou turned to Xu Mu and said, "I’ve arranged for him to accompany you. Even if we don’t secure the deal, just getting a few words in with Zhou Hening would be worthwhile."
"A piano master?"
Xu Mu paused for a moment, then smiled. "Dad, there’s no need for that. I happen to know a thing or two about the piano myself."
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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?!
