Su Yuanying's words carried a hint of emotion. He hadn't expected things to progress so quickly.
In the blink of an eye, his daughter had grown up and found a man worthy of her trust.
Now it was time to prepare for Su Xiyan's marriage, and it all seemed to be happening too fast.
So fast that Su Yuanying felt as if it were a dream, though he knew it was all real.
"Son-in-law, my daughter will be in your care from now on. Remember your promise."
Su Yuanying spoke with a slightly heavy tone, without turning to look at Chen Shuo.
"Uncle, I certainly will. My parents are still waiting for me to rescue them. Once I bring them back, I'll bring them to discuss these matters with you."
Chen Shuo said very seriously. Since Su Yuanying was willing to entrust his daughter to him,
he naturally had to live up to Su Yuanying's trust. He wanted to show Su Yuanying that giving his daughter to him was the best decision he'd ever made.
"Good, go quickly and return soon. I'll await your news."
Su Yuanying patted Chen Shuo's shoulder firmly, indicating that he could leave.
After bidding farewell, Chen Shuo planned to go directly to Brothel Street.
Since the female ghost hadn't appeared at all, his parents must be in her hands.
Just as Chen Shuo was about to drive off in the white AMG, a hand stopped him at the car door.
Chen Shuo rolled down the window to find it was Su Xiyan.
"Xiyan? Is something wrong?" Chen Shuo asked curiously.
"What do you think? Were you planning to go alone without me?" Su Xiyan pouted, somewhat dissatisfied.
"It's not that I didn't want to take you. I just thought that since you've just had a breakthrough, you need to consolidate your cultivation and take care of your body, so..."
Chen Shuo explained patiently, but Su Xiyan didn't see it that way: "Come on, if you don't want to take me, just say so. Tell me, is there something going on? Is that why you don't want me to go?"
Su Xiyan's suspicious gaze seemed to have the power to see through everything. As she stared intently at Chen Shuo, she kept leaning closer to him.
With each inch closer, her gaze became sharper.
It was as if she wanted to detect any hint of a problem in Chen Shuo's eyes, but the result was obvious.
She couldn't see anything wrong, because from start to finish, Chen Shuo had never deceived her.
"It's really not what you think. It's just that the street is quite complicated and not suitable for girls like you."
Chen Shuo said, awkwardly rubbing his nose.
"Not suitable for girls like us?" Su Xiyan's voice suddenly raised by eight octaves. She just couldn't understand what was so unsuitable for her.
She had killed vampires and even a ghost king. Was there anywhere in this world that wasn't suitable for her?
It was precisely Chen Shuo's words that sparked Su Xiyan's strong curiosity.
She wanted to see just how unsuitable this place could be.
"It really isn't suitable!" Seeing Su Xiyan's insistence on going, Chen Shuo explained again.
But Su Xiyan wouldn't listen to anything at this point. She was determined to go and see what kind of place Chen Shuo was talking about!
Faced with Su Xiyan's persistence, Chen Shuo had no choice but to give in.
At this point, he could only let Su Xiyan come along.
Seeing Chen Shuo compromise, Su Xiyan finally showed a smug smile: "That's more like it."
After getting in the car, Su Xiyan fastened her seatbelt and signaled Chen Shuo to drive.
Chen Shuo wanted to try to persuade Su Xiyan one more time, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Su Xiyan cut him off.
"Enough talk, just drive!"
Chen Shuo shook his head helplessly. At this point, it couldn't be helped.
The car weaved through familiar streets as Chen Shuo drove Su Xiyan to Brothel Street.
When the car stopped on Brothel Street, Su Xiyan, who had been full of anticipation, was suddenly dumbfounded.
Everything around her was completely beyond her imagination. On both sides of the street were neat rows of small storefronts.
In front of each storefront were several scantily clad, heavily made-up women casting glances in their direction.
Before they could even get out of the car, women had already approached them.
Deliberately flaunting her figure, one leaned against Chen Shuo's car and flirted enthusiastically: "Handsome, why don't you come out and play?"
But as soon as she finished speaking, her gaze fell on Su Xiyan beside him.
As their eyes met, the two women felt nothing but endless awkwardness.
"Oh? You even bring girls to a place like this? Brother, you've got interesting tastes."
The woman's complex gaze moved back and forth between Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan, her playful tone somewhat intriguing.
Su Xiyan was extremely embarrassed, her face instantly turning bright red.
She never dreamed that the "unsuitable" Chen Shuo spoke of was this kind of unsuitable.
She felt more angry than anything else. She couldn't understand why Chen Shuo would come to such a place of ill repute.
Although she didn't know much about such establishments, some things don't require firsthand experience to understand.
But the thought of Chen Shuo coming to a place like this left Su Xiyan with an indescribable feeling.
"Hey, stay away from that guy! He's a weird one, all fake propriety. Hard to please!"
Just as the atmosphere had become as awkward as possible, a disdainful voice suddenly rang out from nearby.
The woman was none other than the one who had been rejected by Chen Shuo both times he had come to this place.
Now seeing Chen Shuo appear again, she naturally wanted to warn her sisters to stay away from him.
Otherwise, they might repeat the same mistake and have unpleasant experiences.
After the woman was dragged away, an even more awkward situation arose for Chen Shuo.
Su Xiyan had naturally heard those words as well.
Fake propriety? Hard to please? These words bombarded Su Xiyan's mind, forcing her to think in some unpleasant directions.
However, Su Xiyan still maintained her composure and knew her limits.
Deep down, she was still willing to believe in Chen Shuo's innocence.
But if some misunderstandings couldn't be fully cleared up, they would remain as a knot in her heart.
"Don't you want to say something?" Su Xiyan asked calmly.
Chen Shuo felt a chill down his spine. The calmer Su Xiyan appeared, the more uneasy he felt.
"It's complicated to explain, but trust me, I'm not the kind of person who acts carelessly." Chen Shuo raised two fingers, swearing his fidelity.
Seeing Chen Shuo's serious and nervous expression, Su Xiyan burst out laughing: "Silly, I'm just teasing you. I know what kind of person you are. Besides, I'm not that insecure. I wouldn't lose to these shallow women."

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?"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

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.”

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!