"Hey, don't ruin the fun so easily," Chu Wei chuckled, his voice carrying a casual ease, as though they weren’t discussing something as grim as luring a beast.Jackson exhaled in relief. "Then you aren’t going to use me as bait.""We are," Chu Wei replied with a grin, his eyes glinting with amusement as he watched the newbie expression darken, it was more fun teasing such people with lack of combat experience. "But we’ll save you before the beast kills you, hopefully."Jackson's stomach twisted upon hearing those words, at this moment he started regretting his choice of coming out here to gain combat experience. Maybe it would have been better he stayed back, having sex with Diana, Alecia and Leila and any woman he can get his hands on without needing to do anything taxing. Here he was, about to die without even enjoying.Sighhhhhhh, he regretted it."You can call me Meng Wu. I'm Humm, his teammate, if you want to call it like that." A man with a wiry frame and an annoyingly cheerful

Jackson stood still, watching. He wasn’t heartless—Chu Wei, for all his faults, wasn’t a bad man. His death left a bitter taste in Jackson’s mouth.He let them cry, let them grieve. It would be stupid to waste this moment. These girls were strong, stronger than him in some ways, but they lacked experience, although a bit combat experience than him. He needed them to trust him. If they saw him as an ally, their survival chances would increase.Once they had calmed slightly, he spoke.“Right now, survival is our priority,” he said, his tone firm. “Brother Chu wouldn’t want us to waste time mourning when the enemy is still out there.”The girls sniffled but nodded.Jackson crouched beside Chu Wei’s body. His fingers curled into fists. He would have preferred to leave the corpse behind—it was too dangerous to carry a dead man—but there was another option.“We should give him a proper burial.”The girls, faces still streaked with tears, agreed. Carefully, they lifted Chu Wei’s lifeless for

The dense forest was alive with the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves. A faint mist curled between ancient, gnarled trees, their twisted branches clawing at the sky. Smoke mixed with the iron scent of blood, and the occasional wolf’s snarl echoed like a whisper of tornado.Near the ruined tents, a young man stood with an arrogant sneer. His fine robes were slightly disheveled, but his posture carried an air of untouchable superiority. This was Chu Wei’s brother, the so-called young master of a certain family or whatever.“Who dares?” he bellowed, his voice filled with fury. The night had already soured his mood—first, his brother’s body hasn't been found yet, and now, someone dared to attack his camp? The audacity!“Young master, don’t concern yourself. We’ll handle it.” His two bodyguards, both seasoned cultivators at the 5 stage of the Warrior Realm, stepped forward. Their eyes gleamed with vigilance, scanning the battlefield.“Hmph! Courting death!” the young master scoffed.

"Doesn't your president know about what's happening?" Jackson asked, trying to probe and gain information."How can he not know? But even if he does, he can't do anything.""Doesn't the president control every decision of your association? How can he be powerless?" The man's story was intriguing to Jackson who's adventurous life just started and he leaned in with growing interest."He is bedridden now, so most of the association is run by the vice president, who happens to be the president’s brother. He is a greedy man who corrupted our young master's mind.""Huh?" The revelation was unexpected."Our president is already old, so he can't perform daily activities. The vice president took this opportunity to push his own son forward as the next president. He was the one responsible for the banishment of Young Master Wei, and he planted all those ideas in Young Master Cheng's mind, pitting the two brothers against each other."The more he spoke, the crazier his claims became."What do yo

Inside Su Yan's mind, a storm of emotions raged. She wrestled with herself, unsure whether to surrender to Yang Min's touch or push him away. Logic told her she had only known him for a few days, but her body was betraying her. His warmth, his hands, the pleasure coursing through her veins—it was all too much.She exhaled slowly, a deep blush coloring her pale cheeks. It's too late to hesitate now. I just hope… he’s not the type to break my heart.Yang Min, however, had already lost himself in the sight of her trembling beauty. The fire in his blood consumed him, leaving no room for hesitation. Every inch of her was enchanting—the way her skin glowed under the dim candlelight, the rise and fall of her chest, the way she bit her lip in nervous anticipation."Yan’er, what’s wrong?" he murmured, his voice husky.“I… I’m just nervous,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath.His hands glided down her back, stroking gently, easing her tension. “Don’t be afraid,” he assured her, his