"No, Lian Lian! You must leave now!"
Although Song Ming had just met this woman for the first time,
He...
He felt an overwhelming urge to protect her for life.
Not for any particular reason.
Just because...
She was willing to take all the blame at this moment, wanting to bear all the sins that Su Muwan would place on her.
Just for this alone,
Song Ming was deeply moved.
Lian Lian, though I don't yet know your full name, but I think... I've fallen for you.
Su Bailian took a deep breath and smiled sadly: "Lian Lian has lived a life full of pain."
"I've had heart disease since childhood."
"I've been bullied all my life."
"No one... has ever helped Lian Lian."
"But..."
Su Bailian's eyes turned red with tears. She looked at Song Ming, who was clutching Qin Luo's trouser leg on the ground, and showed a smile as hopeful as the morning sun: "Big brother, although Lian Lian doesn't know your name."
"I don't know the names of all you fierce-looking brothers either."
"But... Lian Lian thinks... you're all good people."
"Because just now..."
Su Bailian smiled tragically: "Only you were willing to stand in front of me. This alone makes Lian Lian very happy."
Then, she turned to Qin Luo, wiped her tears, and put on a resigned expression: "Mr. Qin, it doesn't matter what Miss Su does to Lian Lian."
"I just beg you and Miss Su... to spare these brothers."
"And... big brother..."
"Thank you, Lian Lian will remember you forever."
No! Don't!
Song Ming's expression crumbled in despair.
Hot tears rolled down his cheeks.
Song Ming! Move! Why won't you move!
Six years ago, you couldn't protect mother!
Six years later! Can't you even protect one person now?
Qin Luo listened, his eyes narrowing slightly as he said calmly: "Very well."
"This was all trouble caused by you anyway."
Then, he looked at Su Muwan and said: "Young Miss, throw all these Rakshasa Palace people out."
"As for this little Lian, why don't... let me give her the punishment she deserves before throwing her out!"
"Hmm, how about... breaking all her limbs?"
Upon hearing this,
Song Ming and the other gang members,
All broke down.
"No!! Su Muwan!! You're shameless! You're despicable!"
"You're too cruel!"
"You'll die a terrible death!"
"You poisonous woman... ugh—!"
Trigger word activated.
Qin Luo immediately slapped them.
Then, he continued looking at Su Muwan.
This is getting messy.
Although things weren't going exactly according to plan,
As long as they could successfully send Su Bailian to the Song family and upset Song Zihan, it would be fine!
So!
Su Muwan spoke with an arrogant expression: "Fine."
"This little Lian, I leave her to you to handle."
"Yes!"
Moments later.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Song Ming and the others were thrown out of Su Corporation.
And Su Bailian, before their eyes, kept looking back with tears as she followed Qin Luo into the Su Corporation building.
Song Ming lay at the entrance of Su Corporation, looking up at the towering building that seemed to block out the sky.
His eyes showed deep helplessness for the first time.
Su Corporation... was like a black mountain pressing down on everyone in Jiang City.
Was Su Muwan truly... all-powerful?
He couldn't even fight back against that follower?
How powerful must Su Muwan be then?
So this was the opponent that Shangguan Chuxue considered formidable, truly terrifying.
However...
Song Ming's helpless gaze gradually focused, turning into deep hatred.
His Rakshasa technique had just entered the breakthrough stage, requiring him to master and integrate five more divine skills before advancing.
Before the advancement, his strength would be lower than his normal level.
That's why he couldn't defeat that follower.
Su Muwan! You poisonous woman!!
When I master my divine skills! I will kill you!
"Big... big brother..."
"What should we do about Little Lian? Should we go in?"
"No... wait..."
Song Ming's eyes were heavy with pain as he clenched his fists, stood up, and looked deeply at the Su Corporation building: "We can't let Little Lian's efforts go to waste!"
.....
.....
Inside the building.
"I'm dying of heat, why do I have to act with you all in this hot weather!"
Su Bailian fanned herself, looking annoyed.
Su Muwan sat nearby, snorting: "White lotus, stop your dog barking, Song Ming and the others are still there. When you go out later, act more pitiful so they'll take you in!"
Su Bailian heard this and pouted, muttering to herself.
Old lady, you're not the one going to Rakshasa Palace, this acting is quite technical, you know!
If there's even a slight mistake, this girl might not make it out alive!
"Hmm? Are you cursing me?"
Su Muwan frowned, walked over, and pinched Su Bailian's cheeks.
"Ouch—! Wah! No, no! Sister Su, how could I curse you~~"
Su Bailian's cheeks hurt, and she immediately started trembling.
"Hmph! You better not, but you can't go out without any injuries, can you?"
"Come, let me give you some wounds."
"What?!"
Moments later.
Su Bailian sat crying on the sofa, her cheeks swollen and arms bruised red. She sobbed: "Su Muwan, you're not human... you're a devil..."
Su Muwan heard this and snorted: "You didn't say anything when you were playing the white lotus at the Su family and getting me framed for all sorts of things?"
"Uh...."
At these words,
Su Bailian stopped crying. She gave an awkward smile and said weakly: "Sister Su, I will definitely complete the mission you've given me properly. As for the past... let's not mention it anymore."
It would be terrible if Su Muwan still held grudges for all the trouble she had caused before!
Qin Luo walked over to Su Muwan with a light smile, tapped her shoulder, and said: "Young Miss, although this Su Bailian is as stupid as a pig and can't compare to even a fraction of you,"
"Her acting skills are indeed useful and will help with our future plans."
"For now, let's spare her worthless life."
"As for how to deal with her later, it depends on her performance, right?"
Su Muwan was quite pleased hearing this and nodded in agreement.
Then she glared at Su Bailian: "Did you hear that, you little slave? If you don't do well at Rakshasa Palace, don't even think about coming back to the Su family!"
Su Bailian didn't dare to argue now and could only reply trembling: "Yes..."
But.
Wait, if I do well at Rakshasa Palace, why would I want to come back...
Of course, Su Bailian didn't dare to say this out loud.
Finally, by evening,
Just as Song Ming and the others had recovered and couldn't resist wanting to go in to save her,
A figure emerged, limping and holding her arm.
In the sunset, that thin figure appeared incredibly lonely and heartbreaking.
"Little Lian!"
Song Ming ran over excitedly.
Su Bailian saw Song Ming and also exclaimed happily: "Big brother? And everyone, why are you all still here?"
"Little Lian, never mind that now, did they do anything to you?"
Song Ming anxiously looked at Su Bailian's injuries.
She covered her face and hands, shaking her head nervously: "No... no, big brother, please don't cause any more trouble with Miss Su..."
Although Su Bailian tried hard to hide her injuries,
Song Ming and the others could still see them.
Su Bailian's face and hands showed signs of being beaten!
Su Muwan—!!!!!
Song Ming roared internally!!
You poisonous woman!!
How dare you bully someone as kind as Little Lian!!
At this moment,
"Ah, big brother, your face!"
Su Bailian noticed the festering wound on Song Ming's face, and her eyes immediately filled with concern as she took out an old-looking band-aid from her pocket.
It seemed to have been kept for a long time.
She took it out and carefully opened it to put it on Song Ming's face.
Then she smiled: "Big brother, this will help the wound heal."
"You need to be careful."
"Lian Lian needs to go find work now, goodbye..."
After doing all this, Su Bailian limped away towards the sunset.
And Song Ming,
He stood there touching the festering wound on his face,
Staring at Su Bailian's stubborn figure limping towards the setting sun.
Dumbfounded... feeling the warmth of Su Bailian's smile and gentle words from moments ago.
In that instant, Song Ming could no longer contain himself.
He shouted, "Bailian! Come work at the Song family!"
"Ah..."
Su Bailian stopped in her tracks and turned her head, her expression showing a hint of disbelief: "The... the Song family... someone like me..."
"Bailian! We'll all protect you!"
"That's right, Bailian! Listen to big brother!"
"Haha! The Rakshasa Palace has gained another member!"
Looking at everyone's harmonious atmosphere.
Su Bailian put on a touched expression, with tears rolling down from her eyes.
She smiled and nodded firmly: "Yes!"
Ah...
Playing the tea ceremony game was as easy as flipping her hand.
Wonder how much money there is to squander in this Rakshasa Palace~~
Oh right, Su Muwan also told me to make someone miserable...
Hmm... I think her name was Song Zihan....
....
...
At the Su Corporation building.
Qin Luo stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Song Ming and the others leave with a meaningful look in his eyes.
[Congratulations, Master, on successfully humiliating the protagonist of destiny! The Rakshasa King Song Ming!!]
[Reward obtained: 5 attribute points]
Hmm.
With this, all the arrangements on his side were complete.
He chuckled softly. Shangguan Chuxue, now we just wait for you to enter the game on your own.
Thinking this, he turned his head toward the yawning Su Muwan and smiled, "Young Miss, remember to come to the corporation tomorrow."
"Eh... but I want to play Monkey God."
"War God is coming tomorrow."
"Oh, War God... Huh?!"
Su Muwan was stunned upon hearing this.
What?
War God is coming?!
If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten about that person!