"The one behind the scenes?"
Ophelia furrowed her brows in confusion. "Isn't the one behind the scenes Laure, the Third Prince's trusted aide? Didn't Fred already kill him? Are you saying there's someone else behind Laure?"
Luo Wei nodded. "The incident was indeed triggered by Laure's attempt to summon an evil god, but you must understand, in the grand scheme of things, he was merely a pawn..."
Ophelia was instantly startled. She nervously grabbed Luo Wei's hand.
"You saw the being he tried to summon? You saw the evil god??"
Luo Wei looked at her seriously and nodded silently.
"Who is it? Which being is it?" Ophelia quickly asked.
Luo Wei decisively shook his head. "I can't tell you. If you knew its name, you would attract trouble too."
In many cases, simply knowing the name of an evil god or silently reciting its title in one's mind could lead to unpredictable consequences.
Countless investigators (protagonists in supernatural events, often professors, historians, or occultists) had been driven to despair or madness because of such knowledge. Faced with such terrifying entities, the only thing humans could do was to avoid drawing attention to themselves and suppress any unnecessary curiosity.
Luo Wei only wanted her to understand the gravity of the situation, not to bring unnecessary calamity upon her.
"Luo Wei..."
Ophelia was still sulking. She stared at Luo Wei with a mix of dissatisfaction and resentment.
"Can't we bear this together...? Don't you trust me...?"
Luo Wei shook his head again. "It's not that I don't trust you. How could I not trust you?"
"Then tell me!" she almost commanded.
Luo Wei simply looked at her silently, saying nothing more.
Their eyes locked in a prolonged silence until, finally, Ophelia let out an exasperated sigh.
"I guess I'm just useless. If I were as powerful as the great god Nodens, I wouldn't be afraid of these annoying creatures..."
Luo Wei, seeing her frustrated expression, thought she had come to her senses and smiled in relief.
But to his surprise, Ophelia's expression remained fierce. She crossed her arms and glared at him coldly.
"No matter what you think, you didn't tell me, so I'm angry!"
"So, you have to comfort me, or I won't let this go!"
Luo Wei chuckled and placed his hands on her soft shoulders. "How should I comfort you? Should I give you a shoulder rub?"
"Is a shoulder rub enough?" She raised an eyebrow, turning her entire chair around. Beneath her loose, white bathrobe, a pair of delicate feet stretched out toward Luo Wei's face.
Luo Wei stared at the pristine feet now inches from his face, momentarily stunned. "A foot rub?"
Ophelia nodded with a stern face. "Yes. Do it well, and there's a reward. Do it poorly—"
She narrowed her eyes dangerously. "There'll be punishment! A big punishment!"
Seeing Luo Wei's slightly dazed expression as he stared at her feet and his stiff posture, Ophelia thought this might be a humiliating act for him, or for any man.
She even began to wonder if she had gone too far, thinking that if he really didn't like it, she would stop pushing and choose a milder form of punishment...
But to her surprise.
Luo Wei's eyes suddenly lit up with fervor, and he eagerly grabbed her foot.
"Ah~"
Caught off guard, Ophelia couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
It tickles...
What is he doing?!
Luo Wei was now completely engrossed, his gaze fixed on the treasure in his hands as he gently "massaged" it, one motion after another.
His eyes grew bolder, traveling upward.
From the playful, delicate toes to the fair and exquisite ankles, and further up to the slender, pink-tinged calves and the firm, well-proportioned thighs with their graceful curves...
Luo Wei, the self-proclaimed foot masseur, shamelessly inspected the tantalizing glimpses of her pure white "absolute territory" beneath the loose bathrobe. It was all so breathtakingly beautiful.
This was no punishment—it was a reward!
"Luo Wei... Luo Wei!"
Ophelia was starting to panic. She had never noticed before that Luo Wei could be so...
Perverted?
What's so interesting about feet??
Ophelia, now both annoyed and embarrassed, tried to pull her foot back, but it was too late.
This guy! Just as she was about to scold him, regret filling her heart.
A sound of shattering glass came from the doorway.
Ophelia's gaze shifted to the side.
The maid, Susan, stood frozen in place, her mouth agape, her face as red as a ripe apple.
"Ah!"
"Sorry, sorry! Your Highness, please continue! I'll leave right away! I won't disturb you!"
She hastily bowed her head and fled the room like a startled deer.
Before leaving, she even thoughtfully closed the door behind her.
Ophelia sighed in exasperation.
Throughout the entire ordeal, Luo Wei hadn't even glanced at Susan. He was too absorbed, too lost in his own world to notice anything else.
"My skills aren't bad, right~"
He looked up at the blushing Ophelia with a grin, his hands applying more pressure with each stroke.
"Mmm... ah~ Wait! Wait!"
It did feel good, but...
This couldn't go on any longer!!
Ophelia finally managed to pull her foot back after much effort.
She glared at Luo Wei, both embarrassed and furious. When she saw his cheeky grin, her anger only grew.
Not only had her "punishment" failed to have any effect, but it had also made him so happy!?
This wouldn't do!
Ophelia pinched the flesh on Luo Wei's waist, making him yelp in pain.
"Ouch! Such an excellent foot masseur, and you're still not satisfied? Is this how you treat a respected therapist?"
"Hmph!" Ophelia snorted.
"You're so shameless, it's like the walls of the old capital! Disgusting and perverted!"
She tried to maintain a stern expression, but the corners of her mouth twitched, betraying her struggle to hold back a laugh.
"If I weren't shameless, how could I have won you over?" Luo Wei chuckled. "Isn't that right, my dear Fifth Princess?"
"Tch." Ophelia sneered. "You're such an idiot. What's so fascinating about feet, you fool?"
Luo Wei shook his head with utmost seriousness. "You don't understand."
With that, he returned to intently studying her feet, as if conducting some profound academic research.
Ophelia rolled her eyes in exasperation.
Then, she looked at Luo Wei again. "Had enough?"
"Not yet."
A slight smile crept onto Ophelia's lips.
"Really?"
"But next..."
"There's something even better to see~"
Luo Wei immediately looked up.
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!
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.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
