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The notification sound struck Fang Zhe’s heart like lightning. He froze. Then slowly lowered his head to look at the system panel. — Host Status: Fang Zhe Occupation: Personal Bodyguard System Points: 0 Charisma: Level 1 — Young Master Handsome Aura of Shange City — “What?” His face stiffened instantly. “WHAT?!” He immediately jumped up from the bed. “System! Did you steal my points?!” DIIIIIING! ‘The host voluntarily upgraded Charisma.’ “Voluntarily my ass!” he snapped. “I JUST TOUCHED IT!” DIIIIIING! ‘Touch confirmation has been considered as consent.’ The veins on his temple throbbed. “One hundred and fifty points… That was the result of my hard work this afternoon!” ‘Investment in appearance has long-term benefits.’ “Long-term benefits? I’m a bodyguard, not a contestant in some handsome face competition!” The panel remained blue. Cold. Without guilt. Fang Zhe paced back and forth in the small room. “Level 1 Charisma… Young master handsome aura… What is this even for?! To charm mosquitoes in the garden?!” DIIIIIING! ‘Side effects: increases attractiveness, authority, and positive social responses.’ “Positive social responses?! I need points, not applause!” He pulled at his own hair. “This system is truly a top-tier scam…” DIIIIIING! ‘The system appreciates expressive hosts.’ “Shut up! Don’t respond again!” The room fell silent again. Fang Zhe finally chose to sit on the edge of the bed. His chest rose and fell. All his points were gone. No increase in reflexes. No increase in endurance. Observation technique not purchased. Medical still costs five hundred points. The only thing that improved… was his face. He looked at the small mirror on the wall. Then paused. A few seconds passed. “Huh?” His eyebrows slowly raised. His jaw looked sharper. His gaze more intense. His skin clearer. Even the line of his shoulders appeared more proportional. A faint aura somehow made him feel… different. “Is this… me?” He stepped closer. “This doesn’t make sense…” But the next second, his expression hardened again. “No matter how handsome I am, my points are still zero!” He threw himself back onto the bed. “I have to work tomorrow… and I don’t even have any upgrades.” He closed his eyes. A few seconds later, his voice sounded low. “System…” No response. “If you try to scam me again, I’ll destroy all your missions.” Only silence answered him. Fang Zhe let out a long breath. Today had been far too long. Shange City. Erina. The Medicine Pavilion. A mysterious system. Lost points. Strange charisma. Even offending the young master under Lord Ryan. His life had truly changed. Within minutes, his breathing became steady. And for the first time since returning to this city… He finally fell asleep. — Morning. Sunlight pierced through the curtains. Fang Zhe slowly opened his eyes. For a few seconds, he stared at the ceiling. Then remembered everything. “Not a dream.” He got up and walked to the bathroom. After a quick shower, he put on the work clothes neatly prepared in the wardrobe. A well-fitted black suit. A clean white shirt. A thin blazer tailored for elite bodyguards. Polished black leather shoes. As he buttoned his suit… He looked at the mirror again. And froze. That aura was now more obvious. His posture was straight. His gaze deep. His jaw sharp. Even his expression unconsciously exuded calm authority. No longer the poor young man sitting at a bus stop yesterday. But a young man with the aura of a noble young master. “This is the effect of Charisma…” he muttered. He took a breath. “Well… at least it’s not completely useless.” Tok. Tok. A knock sounded on the door. “Guard Fang, Miss requests your presence in the dining room.” “Understood.” Fang Zhe opened the door and walked down the hallway. His steps were steady. His shoulders firm. His gaze straight ahead. Several servants he passed unconsciously paused. They exchanged glances. “Why… does Guard Fang’s aura feel different today?” “He looks like… a young master from a great family.” Fang Zhe didn’t notice their stares. He entered the dining room. And there, Erina was already seated at the main chair. She wore a soft cream-colored formal outfit, her long hair neatly flowing. In front of her was a simple yet elegant breakfast. When the door opened, Erina lifted her head. Her gaze froze instantly. For a split second, her eyes truly stopped. Fang Zhe stood upright at the doorway. Morning light from the large window cast his silhouette. His jawline sharp. His gaze calm yet deep. The subtle authority that was barely there yesterday now felt real. Not just handsome. But refined. Erina even forgot to lower her teacup. Her heartbeat unconsciously skipped. “Fang Zhe?” Her voice was slightly softer than usual. Fang Zhe walked forward and stopped one step behind her chair. “Good morning, Miss.” His tone was steady. Low. Controlled. Erina blinked once. Something was different. Not just his face. But his charisma—his presence—was truly different from when they first met. A quiet yet powerful confidence. She straightened her back again, trying to regain her professional expression. “You… look different today.” Fang Zhe slightly raised his eyebrow. “Different?” Erina paused for two seconds before replying. “That suit suits you better.” Fang Zhe let out a long breath internally. “Thank you, Miss.” But before the atmosphere turned awkward— DIIIIIING! A notification sound suddenly echoed inside his head. Fang Zhe’s heart nearly jumped out. A blue transparent panel appeared at the corner of his vision. — NEW MISSION DETECTED! Category: Medium Mission Target: Increase CEO Erina’s affection until initial emotional interest appears Time Limit: 30 days Failure: Host loses 200 points in the next mission Reward: +500 system points — Fang Zhe’s gaze froze again. His eyes remained straight ahead, but inside— “WHAT?!” He almost choked on his own breath. “Increase… what?!” His hands, which had been calm behind his back, nearly clenched. “System, have you gone insane?!” DIIIIIING! ‘Mission aligns with strategic relationship development.’ “Strategic relationship my ass!” He forced his expression to remain unchanged in front of Erina. Make the CEO like him? He was a bodyguard. Not some cheap romance drama actor! And moreover… the person in front of him was Erina. CEO of the Medicine Pavilion. Intelligent, cold, and clearly not someone easily charmed. “Five hundred points…” he recalled, making his heart pound. 500 points meant he could buy Basic Medical Proficiency. “But this is social suicide!” he screamed internally. Erina was still looking at him. “You seem… a little tense.” Fang Zhe snapped out of his thoughts. “I’m fine, Miss.”
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Wuuuush!The echo of the night wind slowly swept away the remaining dense purple aura left behind by the Second Prince’s envoy. Fang Zhe still stood tall upon the concrete rooftop, gazing at the silent night sky of Khong City. The dark red silk scroll embroidered with gold was now in his grasp; he squeezed it lightly before casually tossing it into his storage ring with utter indifference."A threat, huh? Interesting," Fang Zhe murmured, a faint, cynical smile etching itself onto his handsome face."The Second Prince... we shall see just how long the necks of those hidden cultivators of yours are if they dare disturb my peace."Diiiing!Suddenly, a crisp chiming sound broke the silence within Fang Zhe’s mind. The mechanical voice, far too familiar and long-awaited, finally echoed, bringing an invisible ripple of energy that soothed the soul.[System Notification: Hidden Mission 'Absolute Destruction of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion' Has Been Declared a Success!][Mission Evaluation: P
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Fang Zhe’s body flashed like an illusory shadow, melting into the night wind and vanishing from the sight of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion's higher-ups, who were still prostrated and trembling in fear.Within a mere fraction of a second, Fang Zhe was already outside the building, standing tall on the roof of a high-rise structure that directly faced the window of the VIP room from earlier. His pair of golden eyes flashed sharply, instantly locking onto a silhouette clad in pitch-black attire that was darting swiftly across the rooftops of Khong City."Decent movement. But before me, you are nothing more than a turtle," Fang Zhe murmured with a faint smirk."Thousand Lightning Steps!"Sreeeet!Fang Zhe stomped his foot. A surge of pure Qi, coated with a thin remnant of the ice element, exploded beneath his footing, propelling his body forward with a speed that triggered a small sonic boom.The man in black realized that his presence had been exposed. Sensing a wave of wind pressure app
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Fang Zhe glanced at the Grand Master with a cold smirk."...he is nothing more than a piece of trash counting down his final breaths."Hearing Fang Zhe’s bone-chilling words and seeing the glint of ice swirling once again at the youth's fingertips, the Grand Master’s mental state shattered completely. The sheer terror of an instant death without the chance of reincarnation made him forget every last shred of pride he possessed.In his mind right now, surrendering the Heaven's Fortune Pavilion was his only ticket to keep breathing. To hell with the underworld throne! To hell with Han Ling, who was already a corpse! Let alone seeking revenge, the Grand Master swore that for the rest of his life, he would never want to touch or cross paths with this monster in the guise of a youth named Fang Zhe ever again."Q-Quickly...! What are you waiting for, you fools?!" the Grand Master roared at the dozen directors and core managers who were still frozen in shock. His voice pitched into a hysteri
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Wuuuuuush!A bone-chilling, ice-cold aura suddenly erupted from Fang Zhe’s body, instantly sweeping away any remaining warmth inside the VIP room.Hearing such a casual yet horrifying admission, the Grand Master felt as though his heart had been bludgeoned by a giant mace. His brain throbbed painfully, forced to process information that completely defied his sense of logic."K-Killed him...?! You killed Han Ling?!" the Grand Master roared, his voice pitching into a frustrated, high-spirited shriek filled with absolute denial. "Liar! You must be bluffing! That is impossible!"The Grand Master shook his head wildly, his breathing turning shallower and more erratic behind his luxurious mask. He truly could not bring himself to believe a single word that came out of the young man’s mouth."Han Ling was no ordinary cultivator! He was an unmatched genius who had already stepped into the peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm! At his young age, he was a monster feared throughout the territories
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The hidden barrel at the tip of General Guan’s spear spat a bullet that roared furiously, ripping through the air with a velocity impossible for an ordinary mortal to evade.At the exact same time, the Grand Master, having completely lost his sanity, refused to be left behind. With a frenzied roar, his finger pulled the trigger of his pure gold revolver in rapid succession.BANG! BANG!Three golden bullets shot straight out, tearing through the remnants of the green velvet table, driving directly toward Fang Zhe’s forehead and heart.The distance between them was far too close, and the speed of those bullets was blindingly fast. Anyone in that position should have been obliterated into shreds of flesh within a matter of milliseconds.Yet, amid the storm of gunpowder and the deafening blasts of gunfire... Fang Zhe remained seated in absolute composure.He did not so much as blink behind his silver mask. His body leaned back casually in the grand master-chair, one hand still lazily prop
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Fang Zhe halted the movement of his hand, which had been resting on the chips. Behind his minimalist silver mask, his eyes flashed with an amusement that was as playful as it was cold. He did not break General Guan’s tight grip on his forearm, choosing instead to simply leave it be."Wagering your lives now that your money has run out?" Fang Zhe chuckled softly, a sound that was utterly relaxed yet dripping with contempt. "Fascinating. This will certainly save me a lot of time cleaning up this place. Very well, I accept your trash wager."Upon hearing Fang Zhe's agreement, General Guan slowly withdrew his hand. The general exhaled a heavy breath, exhaling a military Qi aura that was incredibly solid and oppressive. At the far end of the table, the Grand Master remained silent, but the cylinder of his golden revolver cycled once more with a rhythmic clicking sound, signaling that he too consented to this madness as a final move to turn the tides."Dealer... deal the final cards," the G
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