C6 Godlevel Pretty Boy!

In a lavish and expansive mansion, Han Xiaotian, his head wrapped in a gauze bandage, took a deep gulp of red wine.

"Mr. Han, take it easy," a woman seated next to him implored with concern. "Drinking so quickly isn't good for you."

Though her beauty was modest, her figure was strikingly voluptuous, and she exuded an undeniable allure.

"Mr. Han, you've been quite irate these last few days. It's not healthy to be so angry."

"Is it because of that kid again?"

"Hmph!" Han Xiaotian slammed his glass onto the table with force. Who else but that rural nobody, a poor boy so obscure that even his classmates could push him around, had managed to wound him, Han Xiaotian, the heir of the Han family, and then slip away unscathed? How could he not seethe with rage?

"Don't let your health suffer from your anger, Mr. Han. If you need to vent, do it on me. I can take it," the woman said as she picked up a glass of red wine, stood up, and then sat down on Han Xiaotian's lap. Her eyes brimmed with tears, making her look pitifully charming. She sipped the wine delicately, her lips a vivid crimson, pursed with a hint of resolve.

Han Xiaotian's lips curled into a smirk. He reached out, appreciating the woman's act. Though it was clearly a facade, it captivated him, providing a cathartic release that was far more satisfying than any punching bag.

This was precisely why he had brought her from his own nightclub.

The woman pulled away, her lips pursed, her gaze averted in a coy refusal.

Feeling a surge of anger, Han Xiaotian ripped off his white shirt.

Just as the room's temperature seemed to climb, there was a knock at the door.

"Dong, dong, dong."

Han Xiaotian scowled. "Who is it? Haven't I said not to disturb me unless it's urgent?"

"Mr. Han, Ye Rong has been spotted! He's on the street in front of the school, heading towards it."

"Hmm?" Han Xiaotian's eyes sparkled with anticipation; he had been waiting for this moment. Ye Rong hadn't shown up at school for two days, and Han had begun to suspect he was too scared to return. While Ye Rong's absence might ruin the bright future he had worked so hard for, it would also turn him into the butt of jokes among their peers.

"Block him before he gets inside the school. If he doesn't set foot on campus, he won't have any leverage. We need to deal with him properly this time."

"Yes, Mr. Han!"

Han Xiaotian slipped back into the white shirt he had removed earlier, a look of excitement on his face as he stepped out of the house.

"So, you're finally ready to take action?"

Just one street away from Diaton University, the group that had been keeping an eye on Ye Rong began to approach him.

"A tiger that falls flat is mocked by dogs. Today, I'll show you all that even a starved camel is still larger than a horse!"

"But why would a camel starve to death?" He had plucked the phrase from Ye Rong's memories, finding it fitting for the occasion.

It wasn't often that he got riled up, but now that he had, he was ready to take this chance to let off some steam. He might not have shown it, but he was quite irritated that he had gone from being a big master on the verge of godly cultivation to an ordinary person with such a frail body, being chased around by mere mortals.

They were separated by just one road now. Their eyes locked. The confrontation was imminent!

At that moment...

"It's definitely you!" A figure in bright clothing, clutching a small bag, appeared beside Ye Rong, snorting and gazing skyward at a 45-degree angle.

Baobao had known it wouldn't be so easy to end things. This person was a legendary driver from Qiushan Mountain, feigning departure but actually lying in wait for Baobao!

"Why are you here?"

He scoffed, still playing the part.

"Why do you think I'm here?"

"You... you've been following me?" Ye Rong's brow furrowed. He had previously thought well of this girl, but now she had taken to stalking him. Women were indeed a complex bunch. What could her motives be?

"You're accusing me of following you?" How dare she play the victim! Baobao had even felt a twinge of guilt, thinking that inviting him to a buffet was a bit miserly. Now, it seemed she had been right all along.

"Are you not the one who's been following me, trying to win me over? You didn't just grab my waist, you also..." Lin Baobao gestured towards her neck, unable to voice the indignity she felt, yet if she didn't express it, she couldn't release the fury inside her.

"And this." She pointed at her neck again, her soft lips emitting a "pop" sound.

Initially, I thought you were gay, but it turns out you're playing the modern game—pretend to be gay to pick up girls! Did you think I wouldn't catch on? I may not have been a driver, but I've seen plenty of drivers in action!

Lin Baobao crossed her arms defiantly. Now that she had unmasked his charade, she was curious to see how he'd react. She had assumed he was clueless about pleasure, but now she realized she might be the one at a disadvantage.

Ye Rong stepped back, his complexion ashen.

He wasn't retreating out of guilt or because his cover was blown.

Could the women of this world really be so... so adept?

They didn't compare to the saintess, yet that simple "pop" had his heart racing, nearly driving him to close the distance and kiss her! It was terrifying!

Ye Rong turned away, "Miss, please don't overdo it."

"I am here because I'm a student, not because I'm stalking you. And... what exactly do you mean by 'strategy'?" They had recently collaborated, and although she had tried to bewitch him twice, it was still tolerable. Ye Rong didn't want to spoil their relationship.

"You're a student here too?" Lin Baobao was slightly taken aback. But then it clicked—since they were both at Diaton University, that's how he knew who she was. There were plenty of people who wanted to get close to her.

But his explanation seemed flawless.

Wait!

Lin Baobao spun around, pointing ahead, "And who are these people?"

A group had suddenly appeared on the street, lingering around them—definitely a sign of trouble.

"I... I don't know either." Ye Rong did have his suspicions, but it seemed pointless to share them with her. She had attempted to charm him twice, and although she wasn't an enemy, a woman's mind was a labyrinth.

"Hmph, move aside!" Lin Baobao was skeptical about the coincidence. Me here, you here, and this whole group too?

"This... This..." The line of people blocking the way hesitated.

"Do you dare to stop me?"

"No... We wouldn't dare." The blockers quickly stepped aside.

Ye Rong was taken aback. These guys, who had seemed so formidable moments ago, had turned into cowards?

The group was even more astonished, feeling as if they were in a dream. This was Lin Baobao! A renowned beauty at Diaton University, frequently featured on the list of campus beauties, and the cherished younger daughter of Lin Zhong, the head of the Lin Group. She was adored and pampered, the apple of her father's eye. They wouldn't dare cross her, and even Han Xiaotian, who had once sought her affection, didn't dare to offend her. What was happening now? This guy... This guy who was skinnier than a monkey...

He had actually embraced Lin Baobao and kissed her?

Oh my god! Had the world turned upside down?

Was there no sense of right and wrong left?

With his looks, he wouldn't even qualify as a kept man!

If the gossip was accurate, the altercation between Han Xiaotian and him that night also involved a woman.

Damn! What kind of enchanting sorcery did this guy possess?

This wasn't just any kept man; this was a kept man of mythical proportions!

— Chapter 32 - The Mythical Kept Man