At the banquet, a scene of stark contrast unfolded.
On stage.
A group of people lined up to have their faces slapped by a black claw.
They fervently shouted, raising their bids, begging Qin Luo to personally slap them.
But alas.
Qin Luo announced that the limited-time event where he would personally intervene had already ended.
Everyone lamented the missed opportunity.
Off stage.
Su Muwan, munching on sweets, blinked her eyes at Qin Luo and asked, "Are you saying (chew chew) that you did all this (chew chew) to help me face less trouble in Wang City?"
Wait a minute?
What does that mean?
Does it imply that I, the young lady, am prone to impulsiveness and anger?
Qin Luo nodded, removing a cream puff from Su Muwan's head and popping it into his mouth with a smile. "Exactly. Although I’m sure the young lady would forcefully suppress anyone who dares provoke you."
"But, like flies and mosquitoes, they keep buzzing around, which is just too annoying."
"So, you see..."
Qin Luo swallowed the cream puff, finding it even more delicious than before.
He then placed another cream puff on Su Muwan's head and continued, "I crippled them, healed them, and showcased my exceptional medical skills."
"Since I’m your attendant, everyone will naturally prioritize considering your attitude, young lady."
"This way, we can avoid a lot of unnecessary conflicts!"
Su Muwan listened, her eyes growing slightly dazed.
The logic made sense.
But... why is it that when you display your extraordinary medical skills,
those people obediently fall in line,
while when I demonstrate the power to annihilate a peak-level expert with a single glance,
they still come one after another to challenge me?
Is... is this fair?
Most importantly...
Su Muwan glared at Qin Luo, who seemed to treat her head like a serving platter, and immediately covered her head with both hands, her face flushed with embarrassment. "Wait a second, why do you keep putting cream puffs on my head!"
"And!"
She exclaimed, "Is that even hygienic? You actually ate it!"
Hearing this, Qin Luo blinked in confusion, chewing the cream puff in his mouth as he pondered.
Then, with a serious expression, he replied, "Why wouldn’t I eat it?"
"The scent of the young lady, whether from her body or her hair, is one of a kind in the world!"
"The delicious cream puff, infused with the faint fragrance from your hair, creates an unparalleled flavor on the taste buds!"
"It’s... it’s a truly unique sensation!"
Su Muwan was stunned. "Don’t say such perverted things so seriously!!"
She was utterly speechless.
When did Qin Luo become like this?
She remembered when they first met, he was quite elegant and normal...
Well... slapping people’s faces might not be considered normal.
But!
At least he wouldn’t openly say such perverted things, right?
"Perverted? Young lady, this is my way of showing loyalty to you."
"Your loyalty has gone bad! If you really want to show loyalty, why don’t you dip your finger in the cream and feed it to me!"
"Young lady... that’s the perverted part..."
Su Muwan, hearing this, wasn’t pleased. She glared at Qin Luo. "What? Now it’s your turn to not like it?"
With a cold snort, she added, "Hmph! So much for Qin Luo’s so-called loyalty!!"
"I’m fine with it, but young lady, can we do this at home?"
"Hey hey hey, Qin Luo, can’t you say something more wholesome and positive?"
"Young lady, are you really in a position to say that...."
Nearby.
Ning Qingyuan sat stiffly, feeling as if she were sitting on pins and needles.
Wait a minute.
Are both of you perverts?!
Am I just a part of your little game?
Ning Qingyuan felt like she could no longer keep up with the times.
Is this how young people play nowadays?
She glanced to her left.
Su Bailian, for some reason, was suddenly surrounded by seven or eight young nobles from Wang City.
"Lian Lian, hehe Lian Lian."
She looked at the stage.
A group of Wang City elites were lining up to have their faces slapped by a black claw.
"Miracle doctor, hehe miracle doctor."
She glanced behind her; the host of the banquet had fainted on the sofa.
"My banquet... my banquet..."
Long Jiuxiao stood nearby, making a phone call.
"What should I do? Xiaoxiao fainted, what should I do?"
Finally, she looked to her right.
The instigators, Su Muwan and Qin Luo, were now placing cream puffs on each other’s heads and eating them.
"Qin Luo, you taste pretty good too."
"Young lady, aren’t we drawing too much attention like this?"
"Hmph! Who dares to say anything?"
No!
"Wuwuwu...."
Ning Qingyuan, sandwiched in the middle, covered her face and shivered.
Why has the world become so strange?
Ning Qingxuan!! How did you raise these kids!!
In Wang City, at a large beauty salon.
Inside a private room.
"Muqing, why do you seem so distracted?"
Ning Qingxuan, lying on a massage chair with a face mask, asked.
"I’m thinking about Sister Su."
Ning Muqing, who had been dragged along for the beauty treatment, timidly replied.
Aunt Qingxuan was a completely different presence compared to her other aunts.
Because she... seemed to do whatever she pleased.
"Don’t worry, your Sister Su is probably having a great time with Qin Luo right now."
"Huh?"
...
...
Late at night.
The banquet ended in a rather peculiar manner.
In the car on the way back.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan sat in the backseat, tallying up their gains from the event.
"The Ye family gave us three plots of land in Wang City."
"The Li family handed over two buildings in the commercial district. Wow! That’s prime real estate."
Qin Luo was also counting. "The Zhao family gave us the management rights to a seven-star hotel in Wang City, called Red View Pavilion."
Red View Pavilion?
Ning Qingyuan, sitting in the front of the car, was shocked when she heard the name.
Wasn’t that a centuries-old, prestigious hotel?!
They just handed it over?
"Some random hotel I’ve never heard of. Probably not worth much."
Su Muwan pouted, then her eyes lit up as she looked at the next item. "The Wang family gave us a large resort in the suburbs! According to the description, it’s surrounded by mountains and water, with beautiful scenery!"
"Young lady, getting excited again?"
"Isn’t it a perfect spot for photos and check-ins?"
Qin Luo smiled and nodded. "The Zhuang family gave us a high-end medical center. Oh, it specializes in martial artists’ healthcare. Interesting."
"The Lin family gave us a 30% stake in a large shopping mall. Why only 30%? Why not give us the whole thing?"
"Young lady, give them a break."
Su Muwan snorted lightly, then happily continued flipping through the contracts. "The Huang family sent over an ancient theater."
"The Sun family gave us full ownership of a large amusement park."
"This one... this one... and this one..."
Qin Luo and Su Muwan counted at least dozens, if not nearly a hundred, different properties.
And this was likely just a fraction of what these Wang City families owned.
Good heavens!
These Wang City families are ridiculously wealthy!
Su Bailian sat in the front passenger seat, leaning against the window.
Her little ears had been listening intently to the various properties being listed by the two in the back.
Gasp!!
This! This is practically faster than robbing a martial arts bank!
How does Su Muwan deserve all this?!
Su Bailian looked at the numerous gold and silver accessories she had acquired.
Sigh.
Compared to Sister Su, I’m just too kind.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
