Duan Yihong was none other than “Brother Hong” whom Zhao Yongrong and the others kept mentioning.
“Do you know Brother Hong?”
“Could it be...”
“Don’t tell me you are that person Brother Hong was talking about?”
None of them were fools. Not only did Xiao Zhan know Duan Yihong, but he even called Duan Yihong “little Duan” very dismissively. It was obvious that he did not think much of Duan Yihong at all.
Thud!
Thud! Thud!
Recalling what Duan Yihong had said over the phone earlier about bringing ruin and destruction to the family, the three of them felt their scalps tingle and their legs turn soft, and they kneeled down in front of Xiao Zhan.
“Big brother, sir!”
“We didn’t mean to kick you when you’re down or agree to sign a contract with Su Wenchao. Su Wenchao coerced and enticed us into it by offering terms we couldn’t refuse. We were temporarily blinded by greed...”
“Please spare our lives, sir! Spare us!”
The three kowtowed furiously as if pounding garlic, even more terrified than when facing Su Muqiu earlier. After all, they were afraid of Su Muqiu because of the terrifying backer behind her that they dared not offend.
Yet Xiao Zhan was Su Muqiu's backer!
Now they finally understood.
They understood everything.
No wonder Su Muqiu had always been ostracized and bullied in the Su family before, unable to do anything but swallow her grievances. And now she suddenly rose to prominence, gaining a frightening backer.
No wonder Su Muqiu married a man like Xiao Zhan.
Turns out Xiao Zhan was the big shot whom even Brother Hong dared not offend.
"Shut up."
Looking down at Zhao Yongrong and the others, Xiao Zhan was expressionless, his eyes icy cold. He harrumphed, "It's only natural for businessmen to seek profits. It's understandable that you chose to sign the contract with Su Wenchao to pursue gains and avoid harm. As long as you admit your mistake and come to apologize, I can let bygones be bygones."
"Thank you sir!"
"Thank you sir!"
The three of them didn't even dare lift their heads, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.
"But!"
Then Xiao Zhan's tone took a drastic turn. "Whoever dares to touch my woman will not die an easy death!"
"Ah?!"
The three men shuddered involuntarily, and the sigh of relief they just breathed out got stuck in their throats again. Cold sweat dampened their backs.
Especially Zhao Yongrong.
"Sir, I was blinded by greed and couldn't recognize Mt. Tai. I touched Miss Su's leg, I...I deserve death!" Zhao Yongrong was so scared he almost peed his pants. Voice trembling, he said, "Please spare me for Brother Hong and my severed left hand's sake. As long as you let this dog live, from now on, Zhao Yongrong will wait on you hand and foot, and look up to you as my leader!"
"Take a look yourself!"
Worried that Su Muqiu might come out anytime, Xiao Zhan was too lazy to waste words with Zhao Yongrong and the others. He simply threw his phone over.
"This is..."
"This this this..."
Seeing the photos in the phone, Zhao Yongrong and the others were all dumbstruck and dumbfounded, their faces ashen.
What the hell?
The men in the photos were indeed them, and they did have a woman in their arms then. But heaven be their witness, the woman they held was definitely not Su Muqiu!
How...
"Slander! This is slander!"
Li Zong was the first to lift his head and loudly proclaim his grievance, "Sir, these photos are fake, completely fake! I swear to heaven that I have never touched a hair on Miss Su! If I have uttered a single falsehood, may heaven strike me dead with lightning!"
"I swear too!"
"Me too..."
Zhao Yongrong awkwardly added, "I swear I only touched Miss Su's leg that one time."
While the three of them swore these venomous oaths, they were cursing in their hearts: Damn you! Which shameless bastard sent these photos over at this time? He's trying to get me killed!
"It must be Su Wenchao!"
Suddenly, Wang Zong cried out.
Zhao Yongrong and Li Zong asked in bewilderment, "What Su Wenchao?"
"Look!"
Wang Zong pointed at the sender's phone number and the line above, gritting his teeth. "This is Su Wenchao's number! And he called you brother-in-law. Who else could it be other than Su Wenchao?"
In an instant, the three men were consumed by rage!
Xiao Zhan asked, "So you mean Su Wenchao made some fake photos to deliberately frame you?"
"That's right!"
"It must be so!"
The three nodded furiously.
"Then you know what you should do now?" Xiao Zhan meaningfully said.
"Don't worry sir, we'll go settle accounts with that bastard right away!"
"We'll make the whole Su Group keep him company in death!"
"Let's go!"
The three stood up aggressively, already calling people and gathering manpower as they strode away from Fuyuan community, heading straight for the Su Group headquarters.
"Good that you know better."
A trace of fierceness flashed across Xiao Zhan's brow.
He wasn't stupid. With one look he could tell those photos were photoshopped fakes. So he didn't do anything to Zhao Yongrong and the others, and instead made use of them to make Su Wenchao pay the proper price.
The dragon has its reverse scales. Touch them and you're dead!
When leaving Royal Hotel earlier, Xiao Zhan had already warned Su Bingtian, Su Jianguo, and Su Wenchao: "If anyone is unhappy, come at me. But whoever dares to touch my wife and daughter dies!"
Clearly, they had taken Xiao Zhan's warning to be empty air, not taking it to heart at all.
Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless.
A while later, Su Muqiu came out of the house. She had changed into casual, loose clothes. She looked elegant and refined, plus her exquisite features and fair skin. Even compared to those female celebrities on TV, she was not one bit inferior.
Xiao Zhan looked her over carefully, and the ferocity on his face vanished in an instant.
"Why are you staring at me?"
Su Muqiu walked over to Xiao Zhan and glared at him.
"Wife, you're so beautiful."
Xiao Zhan smiled and gave her a thumbs up.
Su Muqiu's pretty face flushed as she humphed, "Don't forget your promise to Baby. Tonight, Baby and I get the bed, you get the floor. Although we're engaged, I hope you don't get any indecent ideas about me."
"Don't worry, I know my limits."
Xiao Zhan nodded. "Unless you fall desperately in love with me and throw yourself into my arms, we'll respect each other and absolutely not cross the line."
"Humph! Dream on!"
Su Muqiu's face grew even redder. She thought, Are you flirting with me? Want me to throw myself at you? No way!
Just then, a black Mercedes-Benz drove into Fuyuan community.
"Muqiu, over here!"
From twenty meters away, the passenger window of the car was suddenly rolled down. A young woman stuck her head out, waving at Su Muqiu.
Su Muqiu looked to Xiao Zhan. "Ziyan and the others are here to pick me up. You..."
Before Su Muqiu could finish speaking, Xiao Zhan smiled and said, "I'll go with you."
"You!"
Su Muqiu wanted to say something but stopped herself. She thought, what's your identity? Do you even know yourself? A rapist! A brute! Just got out of prison! If you go with them, that would be what's inappropriate!
But she didn't have the heart to say it out loud. It was too hurtful.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
