"Hmm..."
Xie Yuyan rubbed her sleepy eyes and realized she had somehow fallen asleep on Ye Feng's bed.
"Huh? How... how did I end up on Ye Feng's bed? I remember now."
Xie Yuyan vaguely recalled that after Ye Feng left, she had been in a state of high tension. The quiet room suddenly felt less comfortable and reassuring without him. The real reason she could sleep soundly and not feel anxious was because Ye Feng was by her side.
Ye Feng was like a soothing medicine, bringing her comfort in her lowest and most painful moments.
Xie Yuyan had several times wanted to go out and look for Ye Feng, but every time she grabbed her personal weapon and placed her hand on the doorknob, she remembered what Ye Feng had said before leaving and hesitated. Eventually, she let go of the doorknob and sat back down on the sofa.
However, as time passed, Xie Yuyan's rapid breathing felt like a volcano ready to erupt.
Why... why hasn't Ye Feng come back yet? Was he discovered by the organization? Or did he think I was a burden and leave me...
Ye Feng... Ye Feng... please come back soon...
No one could have predicted that the once cold-blooded assassin would have such a fragile side, a sudden and abrupt change that occurred in an instant.
Xie Yuyan's body seemed to move on its own as she stood up from the sofa and staggered toward Ye Feng's room.
As soon as she entered, she noticed that Ye Feng's room was very simple and tidy, with nothing but some wallpaper to prevent the walls from peeling. The bed was neatly made, almost as if no one had ever slept in it. If it weren't for Ye Feng's scent, Xie Yuyan might have thought he didn't exist at all.
"Ye Feng..."
Xie Yuyan sniffed the air with her sharp nose and, upon catching Ye Feng's scent, she was almost spellbound. She climbed onto Ye Feng's bed and, lying there, felt her anxiety and unease ease. A drowsy feeling crept over her.
"So... so comfortable..."
Xie Yuyan closed her eyes involuntarily and soon fell into a steady sleep.
......
"Ugh..."
Xie Yuyan, pulling her thoughts back, sat up on the bed with messy hair.
Through the slight gap in the curtains, a bit of light spilled onto Xie Yuyan's smooth, white shoulders. The oversized T-shirt Ye Feng had given her was almost slipping off, exposing her shoulders. Her muscular yet elastic thighs were smooth and tender, glowing with health.
At that moment, Ye Feng's voice came from the doorway.
"Yo, awake now? The bed is pretty comfortable, huh?"
"Ye Feng?"
Xie Yuyan turned her head and saw Ye Feng at the doorway, suddenly grinning foolishly. She groped her way down from the bed, her little feet stepping on the floor as she gradually walked towards Ye Feng.
"Hey, hurry up and change your clothes. You're in a pretty dangerous state right now."
Seeing Xie Yuyan's revealing appearance, Ye Feng quickly turned his head. Although he wasn't easily swayed by beauty, he was still a man! Watching the alluring Xie Yuyan, he couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed.
"Did you hear me, Xie Yuyan? Don't come any closer..."
Before Ye Feng could finish, he thought Xie Yuyan was going to step outside, so he made way for her. But instead of leaving, Xie Yuyan hugged him.
"Thud~"
Ye Feng first felt something heavy pressing against his chest, then Xie Yuyan's warm body pressed against him.
The hot breath kept hitting Ye Feng's neck as Xie Yuyan closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around Ye Feng's neck, and rubbed her head against him.
"Hehe, this Ye Feng is so realistic. Even illusions can be this vivid, huh~"
Illusion? Did this silly woman think she was dreaming?
"Xie Yuyan, you're not dreaming. Can you please control yourself?"
"Nonsense! If you were real, how could I not have noticed when you opened the door! I'm an assassin~"
"Ouch."
Xie Yuyan winced and covered her head, finding Ye Feng had knocked her head with a fist.
"Does it hurt?"
"A little..."
"That's right."
"What's... huh!"
Xie Yuyan blinked and looked up at Ye Feng she was hugging, then looked down at the "pressure" she was putting on him.
"......"
"Now you finally realize..."
Before Ye Feng could finish, he felt a strong force push him out of the doorway, followed by the loud slam of the door.
"......"
"Hey, this is my room."
"I know!"
"I bought your clothes back."
"I know!!"
"Remember to tidy up the sheets later."
"Please stop talking!!! I want to be alone."
"Who's Jingjing?"
"Bang"
Ye Feng's door emitted a loud bang, even causing the hinge to loosen a bit. Ye Feng quickly shut up, no longer joking.
Ahem...
If that punch landed on someone, they'd die, wouldn't they?
At that moment, Ye Feng's phone vibrated. Picking it up, he saw the caller was Ah Fu.
No way, did the young lady have another tantrum? This is malicious overtime!
Although Ye Feng was reluctant, thinking of Li Mucheng's unfinished task, he had to answer the call.
"Hello?"
"Ye Feng, I have something important to discuss with you."
"Is the young lady sick again?"
"Can't you say something nice? Besides, the young lady values you so much; others would be thrilled. You, on the other hand, just want to leave early."
"Alright, alright, get to the point."
"The master has instructed that you must go to a place tomorrow to meet someone."
"Who?"
"I can't tell you that. Just go."
"What do you mean you can't tell me? It feels like you're setting up a trap. Spit it out; otherwise, I won't go."
"Sigh, fine, fine. But don't say I told you, alright?"
Ah Fu's voice on the other end became much quieter.
"The young lady of the Su family wants to meet you."
"The young lady of the Su family? Who is that? I don't know her."
Ye Feng asked in confusion, quickly going through his memory to confirm he didn't know this person.
"I don't know either. She specifically asked for you. I've sent you the address. Remember to go tomorrow."
Perhaps afraid Ye Feng would ask more questions, Ah Fu quickly ended the call, leaving Ye Feng standing there, unsure of what to say.
Tsk, how did another young lady from the Su family suddenly appear? So troublesome...
Wait! The Su family?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
