It's not surprising that Su Muwan reacted this way.
After all, in her previous life, who would have held a press conference for her?
It was always the wicked woman who started things off, right? Who would ever speak to you politely and kindly?
Thinking about it, Su Muwan decided to stay humble and low-key.
So, she looked at the crowd of reporters and said, "I think it's going okay."
As soon as she finished speaking,
"Ohhh!!!"
The entire room erupted in exaggerated cheers.
Su Muwan: ?
Click-click-click!
Flashbulbs flashed.
The reporters were all in shock, exclaiming, "Is it because Miss Su believes these forces are as weak as pigs and dogs, that you think unification will be quick?"
???
Did I say that?
Su Muwan blinked, quickly explaining, "Uh... that's not what I meant. I didn't say they were like pigs and dogs."
"Not pigs and dogs? So, they're even worse than pigs and dogs!"
"Ooooh!"
Click-click-click!
"As expected of Miss Su! This kind of boldness is not something ordinary martial artists can possess!"
The reporters' eyes lit up, their expressions awestruck.
Su Muwan of Jiang City!
She truly is the number one among the younger generation this year!
Her words are just so dominating!
Hey!
When did I ever say that?!
Su Muwan was shocked.
No!
You reporters are crazy!
She turned her head to look at Qin Luo, swallowing hard as she whispered, "Qin Luo, won't there be a lot of exaggerated news reports coming out after this?"
Qin Luo thought for a moment and smiled, "Absolutely."
"Ugh!"
As time went on,
After dealing with one question after another,
The press conference finally approached its end.
The martial arts news media reporter checked the schedule and then cleared her throat, saying, "Well, the press Q&A session has now concluded."
"Next, let's move on to the audience interaction segment."
Audience interaction.
In essence, it's a batch of questions submitted by people via email, wanting to ask those present.
Then, the questions are answered by the people on stage.
In this martial arts world, besides the monotony of practicing martial arts,
Entertainment is also something everyone enjoys.
Soon,
One by one, the questions were listed out.
The reporter glanced at a few, then blinked.
Then, she looked up at Qin Luo, who was beside Su Muwan.
She said, "Next is a question from Netizen A to Mr. Qin."
She cleared her throat and then looked at Qin Luo, asking, "Handsome guy, you must have been threatened by the mean young lady next to you, so that's why you're her assistant, right?"
As soon as this question came out,
Su Muwan's expression froze.
???
She stiffly looked at the reporter who asked the question.
Ah?
Qin Luo, on the other hand, just shook his head with a smile, "There was no threat involved. I actively applied to join the young lady's team during her recruitment."
"Alright, next is a question from Netizen B."
"Handsome guy, I heard you're a divine doctor, and well, my body is a bit..."
Zzzzz—!!!
Before she could finish,
The venue's lights suddenly emitted a piercing noise.
"Oh no!!! Miss Su is angry!!!"
Bang bang bang!
"Quick! Run! Miss Su is smashing the microphones!"
"Oh no! The head of Martial Arts News has been knocked down by Miss Su!"
"Hurry! Cut the feed!!!"
Click—!
The screen went black.
All the viewers watching the live broadcast were dumbfounded.
What was that performance?
The investors were also confused, staring at the screen.
Hey!
Where's our ad?!
You could at least go to an ad break for the audience!
...
...
Soon,
The press conference ended.
Su Muwan got into the car heading back to the Su family residence.
Zhu Lan was driving, enthusiastically saying, "Miss, your performance today was simply amazing!"
"Look at those reporters! They were all so scared by your authority that they were begging on their knees not to kill them!!!"
Zhu Lan's face was full of admiration. That's our Miss!
So amazing!
But was it really amazing?
Most importantly, I don't want this kind of effect at all!!!
In this life, I really just want to be a good person!
But!
Su Muwan, hugging her head, was full of helplessness.
But setting aside the fact that these stupid reporters always misinterpret things,
Whenever I hear a woman or man trying to make a move on Qin Luo, I get upset!
And when I get upset, I can't help but get angry, and when I get angry...
All sorts of abnormal situations occur.
Su Muwan thought, gritting her teeth, she looked up at Qin Luo with a pained expression, "Qin Luo... Do you think someone like me, who always causes trouble..."
"Would anyone like me..."
"This time too, I'll definitely be labeled as a super violent woman.
Everyone will insult me... mock me... slander me..."
Su Muwan's voice grew more and more sorrowful, more and more emotional, more and more trembling.
Waaaah—!
Why, whether in my previous life or this one, am I so disliked by everyone!
Hearing this,
Qin Luo looked at the teary-eyed Su Muwan.
After taking a deep breath, he comforted her, "Miss, why do you care about what others think?"
"Even if no one likes you."
Scratch—!
"Even if everyone hates you."
Scratch scratch—!
"Even if everyone is your hater."
Scratch scratch scratch!!!
Stop, stop, stop!
Su Muwan's eyes were red, her body trembling.
I'm indeed such a disliked wicked woman...
But the next moment,
A warm and familiar feeling gently landed on Su Muwan's head.
!!!
Feeling this familiar and warm touch, she was immediately stunned.
She slowly opened her eyes, looking at the person in front of her.
Qin Luo, like comforting a child, gently reached out and stroked her head.
His eyes were full of tenderness, his lips lifting into a warm smile.
"But... even so, I will always, always stay by Miss's side."
As he stroked, he smiled softly, his voice as gentle as the spring breeze.
"Because this real Miss, I really like."
In an instant,
Thump!
Su Muwan's heart felt as if it had been hit by something.
Thump thump!
Her expression froze, her cheeks quickly dyed a layer of red, her heart racing.
"Ah... ah...."
Su Muwan looked up at Qin Luo, the warmth in his eyes and the touch of his hand.
Her body and mind calmed down in this moment, as if the world had stopped.
"Qin... Qin Luo..."
Su Muwan's face was slightly red, she gently called his name, her voice trembling.
"What is it, Miss?"
"You... you really mean all those things you said? No matter what happens, you'll always be by my side."
"Of course, I mean it."
"Really, really, really?"
"Really, really, really..."
Qin Luo said this, looking seriously at Su Muwan, "Miss, no matter what happens, even if the whole world turns against you."
"I will... unhesitatingly stand in front of you."
Thump! Thump!
Even if the whole world turns against me...
Su Muwan's eyes gradually filled with tears, she looked at Qin Luo, looking and looking.
A sudden impulse welled up from her heart.
She couldn't help but speak, "Qin... Qin Luo..."
"Actually, I..."
Before she could finish,
Qin Luo withdrew his hand: "Oh right, Miss, there are still these schedules ahead, adjust your mood, there's still a lot to do."
Su Muwan: ?
Hey! Don't interrupt me at this crucial moment!
Give me back my emotion and impulse!
You jerk!!!
In the front, Zhu Lan in the driver's seat pursed her lips.
Heh.
Men's words, deceiving ghosts.
Even if the whole world turns against you, I'll stand by your side.
Such things...
Uh...
Wait, why would Miss have to be against the whole world?
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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.
