After being slapped, Xiao Meiyun staggered back two steps, her face filled with shock.
Then she let out a sharp scream and lunged forward, trying to claw at Tang Yu's face.
Before her hand could reach him, Tang Yu had already kicked her in the stomach.
Knocked to the ground by the kick, Xiao Meiyun clutched her stomach and let out a pained cry.
Realizing the disparity in their combat abilities, she glared at Tang Yu and shrieked,
"How dare you hit a woman? Are you even a man?"
Tang Yu pulled out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and said calmly,
"Sorry, but I believe in equality. If someone acts like trash, I’ll hit them regardless of gender."
*Cough*, even though we’re both villains.
But a cannon fodder like you really deserves a beating.
Chi Yin, standing nearby, almost burst out laughing.
*Equality, my ass.*
At that moment, a young man walked in through the door, followed by an elderly man dressed in traditional Tang attire.
Seeing Xiao Meiyun on the ground, the young man’s face darkened, and he quickly strode over.
"Han Shao, please avenge me! This bastard hit me!"
Seeing the young man, Xiao Meiyun scrambled to her feet, tears streaming down her face as she cried out.
This was her sugar daddy, the source of her arrogance.
Ever since becoming his woman, she had caused plenty of trouble.
But no matter how big the mess, Han Shao could always fix it with a single phone call!
The young man, referred to as Han Shao, had prominent ears and a somewhat simple, honest face.
Seeing half of Xiao Meiyun’s face swollen, he felt a pang of heartache and quickly comforted her,
"Alright, alright, I’ll avenge you. Don’t cry, my dear."
Then his expression turned cold as he glared at Tang Yu and said sharply,
"You’ve got some nerve, daring to lay a hand on Han Mingxuan’s woman?"
"Han Mingxuan?"
Hearing the name, Tang Yu felt a surge of delight.
The main character had finally arrived!
This guy wasn’t from Su Hang but was instead the second young master of the Han Family from Yanjing!
The Han Family was a top-tier family in Yanjing, far surpassing any of the major families in Su Hang.
He had come to Su Hang to attend an auction.
But before the auction even started, he had already clashed with Ye Chen!
During the auction, he deliberately competed with Ye Chen, the Dragon King, for treasures, sparking a conflict between them.
Afterward, he tried to have Ye Chen ambushed, but Ye Chen had the same idea and ended up killing him.
The Han Family was also connected to the massacre of the Ye Family years ago, making them Ye Chen’s sworn enemies!
But the enemy of my enemy isn’t necessarily my friend.
So Tang Yu decided to make a decision that went against his ancestors.
He would pretend to be Ye Chen’s subordinate and declare war on the Han Family!
With that in mind, he sneered at Han Mingxuan and said,
"I, Tang Beixuan, live by my own rules. I don’t owe you any explanations."
"You’ve got guts. Old Zhou, break both his arms first," Han Mingxuan scoffed, waving his hand to signal the elderly man behind him to take action.
He had seen plenty of arrogant fools who thought they were untouchable. There was no point in wasting words on them.
Only by making them suffer would they learn who they should fear.
The elderly man in Tang attire nodded and stepped forward toward Tang Yu.
Seeing the old man approach, Chi Yin, standing behind Tang Yu, frowned slightly.
She could tell that this old man was a martial artist, though not particularly strong—only at the Yellow Realm.
But Tang Yu was just an ordinary person. How could he possibly stand up to this old man?
Just as she was about to intervene, a middle-aged man walked in through the door.
It was Huang Junxia, the new martial arts bodyguard hired by the Tang Family!
After witnessing Tang Yu’s unfathomable strength during their last encounter,
he had voluntarily become Tang Yu’s personal bodyguard—or rather, his follower.
Because he knew full well that his own strength was nowhere near enough to protect Tang Yu.
All he could do was help Tang Yu clean up some trash.
After all, someone as powerful as Tang Yu, an Earth-level Realm expert, wouldn’t easily lower himself to deal with such minor threats!
Huang Junxia strode in and glared coldly at the old man, mocking,
"You think you’re worthy of laying a hand on our Tang Shao?"
"Oh?"
The old man’s face turned cold as he sneered at Huang Junxia,
"Why wouldn’t I be worthy of teaching your worthless young master a lesson?"
With that, his hands moved like lightning, unleashing a rapid series of strikes known as the "Lightning Five-Whip Combo" aimed at Tang Yu.
Chi Yin tried to block, but it was too late—they were too close!
She instantly filled with murderous intent, ready to avenge Tang Yu.
But then she noticed that Tang Yu hadn’t moved an inch.
He stood there calmly, looking at the old man and saying, "Is that all you’ve got?"
"???"
The old man immediately took two steps back, his face filled with wariness.
As a martial artist, he knew full well that his Lightning Five-Whip Combo should have crippled this man for life!
So why hadn’t he even budged?
Not even a single wrinkle appeared on his clothes, as if the strikes had never landed.
"Go on. I, Tang Beixuan, don’t bully the weak. I’ll give you three more chances to attack," Tang Yu said casually.
"Old Zhou, what are you doing? Don’t hold back. If you kill him, I’ll handle the fallout," Han Mingxuan shouted from behind, clearly annoyed.
Old Zhou was at a loss for words.
He had indeed held back a little during his earlier attack.
But to have caused no damage at all? That didn’t make sense!
Taking a deep breath, he charged forward, leaping into the air and delivering a powerful kick aimed at Tang Yu’s temple.
This time, his foot carried the force of a thousand pounds.
Even a solid rock would have been shattered by the impact!
Yet Tang Yu remained completely unmoved.
"Two more chances," Tang Yu said, holding up two fingers.
At this point, Old Zhou was truly dumbfounded.
That last strike had been executed with every ounce of his strength!
Chi Yin was equally stunned.
As a Mystic Realm martial artist, her perception was far superior to Old Zhou’s.
If she had taken that kick head-on without defending herself, she would have been severely injured.
What was going on with Tang Shao?
Could it be that he was the truly hidden master all along?
There had been rumors recently that Ye Chen’s injuries were related to him. Could they be true?
Huang Junxia, however, wasn’t surprised at all.
He had personally witnessed Tang Yu withstand a prolonged assault from four top-tier martial artists without a scratch.
A mere Yellow Realm old man trying to hurt Tang Yu?
With Tang Yu’s strength,
he could probably take a dump in the bathroom while effortlessly shrugging off the old man’s attacks!
"Don’t waste your breath. Even if you gave him a hundred more chances, it wouldn’t matter. Tang Shao is an Earth-level Realm expert. How could an ant like you possibly harm him?" Huang Junxia growled at Old Zhou.
"Earth-level Realm…"
Old Zhou shuddered at the words, cold sweat drenching his back.
After his full-force attack failed to affect Tang Yu, he had already begun to suspect this possibility!
Swallowing hard, he thought to himself,
*How could there be such a young Earth-level Realm expert in the world?*
No wonder he couldn’t hurt him.
No wonder Tang Yu didn’t bother to retaliate immediately.
When a child throws a tantrum, does an adult immediately strike back?
Of course not!
True experts had their own pride! He understood that mentality!
At this moment, Old Zhou no longer had the courage to continue attacking. His gaze toward Tang Yu was filled with fear and admiration.
To have witnessed such a prodigious talent in his lifetime—
*This old man’s life is complete.*
"Han Shao, what’s an Earth-level Realm?" Xiao Meiyun whispered, sensing the tension in the air.
"Shut up," Han Mingxuan snapped, slapping her several times across the face.
Her face swollen from the blows, Xiao Meiyun didn’t even dare to cry. She trembled as she looked at Han Shao.
What was wrong with him? Why was he so furious?

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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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?!