As long as Chen Shuo was safe, Su Xiyan could rest assured.
As for other matters, Chen Shuo could do whatever he wanted! Even if they were living together, they should still have their own personal space, right?
She had heard that what men wanted most was respect.
Su Xiyan believed herself to be much more powerful than Chen Shuo. Therefore, after realizing Chen Shuo's position in her heart, Su Xiyan gradually began to care more about Chen Shuo's feelings and pamper his masculine pride a little.
This was unprecedented!
It could be considered an extremely huge concession! She hoped Chen Shuo would not fail to appreciate this gesture.
After Chen Shuo picked up the delivery, he didn't even open it at the front door.
He took it to his room to open it in private. Then he was busy fiddling with it in his room until late into the night before going to bed.
The next day was weekend. Su Xiyan got up early in the morning.
Because she had received another invitation from Tang Zhiyuan.
After changing into a professional and crisp business attire and stepping into high heels, Su Xiyan went out.
Chen Shuo had probably slept too late last night. His room door was still closed shut.
Su Xiyan didn't disturb Chen Shuo. Before leaving, she prepared the xiaolongbao dumplings in the steamer on a timer to be steaming hot for Chen Shuo.
In the elegant tea house called Yu Pin Tea House not far from Haiyi Apartment, Tang Zhiyuan was sitting in a private room with some exquisite morning tea and delicacies.
This kind of morning tea from the southern coastline was known for its refinement and deliciousness.
Su Xiyan came in. "Mr. Tang."
Tang Zhiyuan greeted Su Xiyan, "Have a seat!"
Su Xiyan: "May I ask why Mr. Tang called me here today?"
Tang Zhiyuan looked Su Xiyan up and down, as a father would look at his daughter: "Little Su, you are as decisive in your conduct as your father, never muddling things up or dragging your feet. Although you are a girl, you somewhat resemble your father's manner when he was young."
Tang Zhiyuan was trying to get close to Su Xiyan by bringing up her father. But Su Xiyan didn't fall for this tactic at all.
By wearing office attire when going out today, Su Xiyan had indicated she only wanted to talk business. Her father was indeed lifelong brothers with Tang Zhiyuan. But that didn't mean Su Xiyan would give Tang Zhiyuan face just because of that relationship.
She had always maintained polite distance with Tang Zhiyuan.
Trying to use my father's name to get something out of me? No way!
Su Xiyan sat properly at the table with a faint smile on her face. "Mr. Tang, you asked me to come today also because of Chen Shuo's matters, right?"
Unexpectedly, Tang Zhiyuan shook his head. "I asked you here today not regarding that Chen Shuo.
"I have another mission to give to you."
"A mission from the Demon Hunter Organization that only you are qualified to take on."
So it wasn't about Chen Shuo?
Su Xiyan felt relieved somewhat in her heart: "What mission?"
Tang Zhiyuan turned on his tablet he carried with him and pushed it in front of Su Xiyan. "This is a company we have official business dealings with. Our internal demon hunter network detected strong vampires frequently appearing around their company.
"We suspect those vampires are their company staff."
"Just as we were thinking how to infiltrate their company for investigation, by coincidence, the CEO's wife is hosting a ball, inviting not only all their staff, but business partners to attend as well."
"I gave it some thoughts. In our company, I believe only you could adequately represent us."
"So I'm entrusting this mission to you. What do you think? Are you able to handle it?"
Su Xiyan swiftly replayed this mission in her mind. Simply put, she had to represent the company to attend their business partner's ball.
During the ball, she needed to investigate whether the other company truly had high-ranking vampires among them.
It sounded quite straightforward. But why did Tang Zhiyuan still specifically call her out?
Such a simple mission could just be announced in the demon hunter group.
Even if more importance was placed on it, Tang Zhiyuan could simply give Su Xiyan a phone call!
Everything seemed reasonable but didn't stand up to scrutiny after all.
As if seeing through Su Xiyan's doubt, Tang Zhiyuan said, "Actually any experienced demon hunter in Suzhou could handle this mission."
"The reason for giving it to you is that you could represent our company image the best."
"You should understand our demon hunter organization is just a regular company on the surface. Since it's a company, of course the person attending our business partner's ball should be the one reflecting the company image the best, no?"
Hearing this explanation did make sense.
On the surface Su Xiyan agreed to it, but kept her guard up in her heart.
The breakfast meeting soon ended.
Just as Su Xiyan was about leave, Tang Zhiyuan called her again, "Little Su, as an elder and entrusted by your father, I feel obligated to give you some advice face to face."
Su Xiyan paused her steps. "What advice? Please go ahead."
Tang Zhiyuan looked meaningfully at Su Xiyan and slowly said, "In you, I seem to see your father's shadow when he was young. I also hope you can prioritize the greater good. I don't want to see the demon hunter organization losing a promising young member."
"Alright, you should head back now!"
Su Xiyan nodded at Tang Zhiyuan. "Thank you Mr. Tang, goodbye."
After leaving the tea house, Su Xiyan walked toward her AMG in high heels.
Upon getting in the car, she changed into flats more suitable for driving.
When she looked up, she saw Tang Zhiyuan also walking out from the tea house. As he walked, he was on the phone, frowning as if troubled, seemingly struggling with a difficult decision. But when he finally hung up, Tang Zhiyuan heaved a deep sigh of relief, as though he had just made a tough choice.
Su Xiyan thought that three words seemed to float above Tang Zhiyuan's head: Slippery Old Fox!
Since Tang Zhiyuan had given her instructions, Su Xiyan would definitely carry them out conscientiously as a demon hunter.
Her phone buzzed with a new email alert.
Opening her inbox, it was an email from the Suzhou Demon Hunter Headquarters.
The attachments contained matters needing attention for attending the ball.
There was also crucial information that the ball was hosted by their business partner CEO's wife, requiring every attendee to bring their own dance partner.
Bring her own dance partner?
Where could she find one so urgently?
Moreover, the ball was the day after tomorrow night.
The timeframe was very pressing!
Dancing itself wouldn't be an issue for her. Even getting crash courses from a dance instructor, Su Xiyan was confident she could be the shining star on the dance floor. But finding a dance partner on such short notice would stump her.
Suddenly, a silhouette emerged in Su Xiyan's mind — Chen Shuo.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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.”
