Fang Zhe ignored Erina’s trembling grip. Instead, he stacked the golden chips worth millions, their clinking sound echoing satisfyingly.“Fang Zhe! That’s enough! Don’t listen to this snake’s provocation!” Erina shouted, her face turning pale again.“One million eight hundred thousand dollars! You could buy the entire stock of medicine in our Pavilion, live in luxury, and stop being that annoying guard! Let’s go!”Fang Zhe glanced at her, his gaze unreadable.“Erina, didn’t you once say that investment requires courage? Earlier, you called this a waste. Now that the results are right in front of you, you call it luck?”“This is luck! There’s no logic that can explain three ones appearing on your very first bet!” Erina was on the verge of tears from frustration.“Please, just this once, don’t be stubborn. The dealer is setting you up!”The dealer only chuckled softly as he rearranged the dice inside the silver container.“Miss, gambling is about courage. If this gentleman feels that th

Luna waved her hand, and a servant carrying a silver tray immediately stepped forward.On it lay a jet-black crystal card with golden accents, faintly glowing—it was a symbol of absolute wealth in the city of Shange.“Thirty-six million dollars, Mr. Fang Zhe. It has been transferred into this anonymous identity card. You can withdraw it at any bank or use it directly as a legal payment method,” Luna said, her voice as melodious as a zither, though her eyes remained locked onto Fang Zhe.“Consider it… a rather expensive introduction fee on my part.”Fang Zhe accepted the card casually, slipping it into his robe as if it were nothing more than a simple coin.“Honor is indeed expensive, Miss Luna. Thank you for your honesty.”Just as Fang Zhe was about to turn away, he felt a small, cold hand tug firmly at his sleeve.It was Erina. Her face showed no joy despite their sudden fortune; instead, she looked pale, her eyes darting nervously toward Luna, who still stood there gracefully.“Fang

“F-Fang Zhe… he… he’s not an ordinary human…” Erina murmured again, her voice barely audible.The fear she had felt toward the guards had now transformed into something else—fear of the overwhelming power the young man before her had just displayed.Even now, the cold aura radiating from Fang Zhe’s body grew denser, as if it were devouring the last traces of warmth in the night.His Qi was no longer faint and transparent; instead, the air around him shimmered with a bluish distortion—cold, and lethally oppressive.His eyes, usually indifferent and calm, now emitted such intense killing intent that the guard leader felt as though his throat were being strangled by an invisible hand.The scarred leader, who had been so arrogant and lustful moments ago, now looked small. His ferocity had completely collapsed, replaced by primal panic. His legs trembled violently, his tongue went stiff, and the electric baton in his hand felt as heavy as an iron mace.“Y-you… what are you…?” His voice tre

*The next morning.The morning sun shyly slipped through the gaps of the pavilion window, casting light onto the slowly melting ice crystals scattered across the floor—remnants of Fang Zhe’s intense meditation the night before.The announcement of the main mission—with a reward of 10,000 points and the Sovereign Charisma enhancement—still echoed in his mind. No matter what, he already knew that the system within his body was incredibly useful in helping him.After freshening up, Fang Zhe made his way toward the main residence. There, Erina was already waiting for him, dressed in an elegant pale blue formal gown. However, traces of worry were clearly visible on her beautiful face.“Fang Zhe, my father wants to meet you this morning,” Erina whispered as he approached.“He heard about the commotion in the alley last night. Please… don’t get provoked if he speaks harshly. My father, Master Wijaya, is very rigid and only believes in social status.”Fang Zhe simply nodded indifferently.“I

Fang Zhe stepped out of his aunt’s house as the clock struck ten at night. The sky over the western side of Shange City was beginning to be veiled in a thin mist descending from the mountain slopes. With a black jacket covering his lean yet sturdy frame, he hailed a taxi passing along the quiet street in front of the residence, heading toward the coordinates given by Erina.The journey took him farther away from the dazzling neon lights of the city center, into the silent outskirts, where asphalt roads gradually gave way to gravel and red earth.At the end of a dead-end road bordering a dense forest stood an old building with a weathered wooden sign that read:“Lu’s Herbal Warehouse – Only for Those Who Understand.”Seeing the sign, Fang Zhe stepped out of the taxi and paid the fare.His sharp sense of smell—honed from five-star Qi Gathering cultivation—instantly caught a complex aroma:a blend of damp soil, the bitterness of decaying roots, and a faint sweetness from naturally dried