Manipulative Harem God

Wu Xue, in contrast, seemed to escape his scrutinizing eye, deemed insignificant in the grand scheme of their mission. Yet, when his gaze finally rested on Zhang Wei, Wen Tingguang found himself at a loss.

Zhang Wei's cultivation level, if he had any, was inscrutable, a fact that piqued his curiosity yet further. 'Could this ordinary human be the master Chu Yaoyao is so fixated on?' he wondered, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth at the thought.

However, the serene moment was abruptly shattered.

"Agh!" Rose, who had been quietly observing the scene, suddenly clutched her head in pain. Her eyes, once clear, clouded over as if she was seeing something beyond the present. In the span of a mere second, a flurry of images bombarded her senses, leaving her gasping for reality.

Snapping back to the present with an urgency that sent shivers down everyone's spine, Rose instinctively shoved Zhang Wei away, her voice slicing through the tension like a blade. "Careful!"

"Huh?" Zhang Wei, his focus fixed on the impending danger, flinched as Rose's abrupt push disrupted his concentration.

Boom!

The thunderous impact of Wen Tingguang's fist meeting empty space reverberated, sending shockwaves through the atmosphere.

"Your instincts are as sharp as a blade," he couldn't help but acknowledge Rose's quick reaction.

Zhang Wei, lurking on the fringes, cast a shadow of menace as he muttered darkly, "And you old man — Allow me to jog your memory as well!"

"Hm?" Wen Tingguang's confusion flashed across his face before Zhang Wei lunged forward. "Let me remind you of your ancestors!"

Boom!

"What?"

Despite his attempt to deflect the blow, Wen Tingguang remained momentarily stunned. "Why is it so fas—"

Boom!

The next strike found its mark, connecting solidly with his jaw.

Bam!

"Argh—"

But the onslaught didn't halt there. In the dim recesses of the room, an elderly man bore the brunt of Zhang Wei's wrath, plummeted to nothingness, while Leng Yan's expression wavered with uncertainty before she shook her head in resignation.

Wen Tingguang was asking for a beating by intentionally provoking Zhang Wei.

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Five minutes later...

As Zhang Wei straightened his disheveled attire, Chu Yaoyao remained nonchalant, leisurely sipping her tea amidst the chaos of her butler being reduced to a pulp, seemingly disconnected from Wen Tingguang's plight.

"Haha! I had faith in the younger generation's prowess!"

"Miss Yaoyao's discernment is truly unparalleled! She is worthy of the title of Pricness of Huanglong Dynasty!"

Despite his face resembling a swollen pufferfish, Wen Tingguang couldn't resist patting Zhang Wei on the back, emitting a hearty laugh as if the situation held no significance.

"..."

Zhang Wei couldn't resist but blurt out, "Old man—are you a masochist or something?"

Wen Tingguang's eyes widened in surprise. "No, why would you even think that?"

Speechless, Zhang Wei shook his head in disbelief before turning his attention back to Chu Yaoyao.

Suddenly, with a whoosh, Chu Yaoyao leaped to her feet. "Master!"

Her eyes gleamed with unbridled joy, confirming her suspicions

—it was indeed him!

Back at her home, she hastily created a poster of him, determined to track him down at all costs.

Little did she know, such a formidable master lived right under her nose in the neighboring city.

"What on earth are you doing here? And who gave you the permission to call me master?" Zhang Wei felt a throbbing headache beginning to form at the sight of Chu Yaoyao, whom he had once rescued near the dangerous border of the Shenwei military base.

Reflecting on Rose's timely intervention, Zhang Wei could only nod in quiet admiration, recognizing the unique abilities granted by the divine soul scripture she was cultivating.

It truly allowed her to peer into the future and anticipate imminent dangers with uncanny accuracy.

Meanwhile, Chu Yaoyao's excitement bubbled over as she exclaimed, "I never thought I'd see you again! You saved my life once before, and now fate has brought us together again."

Zhang Wei couldn't help but sink into his seat, a retort bubbling up inside him. "If it's fate, why the hell were you trying to find me for the past week?" he demanded.

Caught off guard, Chu Yaoyao didn't miss a beat. "It's nothing, really. But I wanted to express my gratitude to Master, so here

—" She extended a red envelope adorned with a glistening gold stripe. "An invitation to the latest underground auction, hosted by the Jiang and Chen families on April 28th."

Zhang Wei narrowed his eyes, a flicker of recognition crossing his features as he wondered if it was the same invitation he had once received from Tang Lifen.

Setting the envelope aside for later, he pressed on. "What cooperation did you have in mind?" He remembered Rose mentioning something about cooperation earlier.

Caught in her lie, Chu Yaoyao scrambled to concoct a plausible story. "Well, you see, the waters here are too calm for our liking. Meanwhile, Xianghui city is facing quite a bit of heat. I was thinking Master could lend us a hand in capturing and reclaiming territory there. If successful, we could split the revenue evenly—50/50."

Zhang Wei fell into contemplation, weighing the proposition carefully. But then he remembered Chu Yaoyao's earlier emphasis on action. "And who exactly is this Chen family? Are they related to Chen Xiaoya?"

Chu Yaoyao nodded in agreement, a spark of mischief dancing in her eyes. "Exactly! That snobby girl has been surprisingly quiet since her return!" She couldn't help but burst into laughter, oblivious to the fact that Chen Xiaoya's newfound silence was thanks to Zhang Wei, who had taught her a lesson not too long ago.

"What about that guy always hovering around her, Long Tian?" Zhang Wei's lips curled into a sly smile, already envisioning the treasures he could potentially plunder from the wealthy companion.

"Huh? You're familiar with him too?" Wen Tingguang couldn't help but interject, intrigued by Zhang Wei's knowledge.

Long Tian had recently been making waves, his name circulating widely even catching the attention of Wen Tingguang, who found himself admiring the young talent's prowess.

Chu Yaoyao's expression turned somber. "That guy... we don't know much about him. He seemed to appear out of thin air and has been fiercely guarding the Chen family."

"The auction is being hosted by both the Chen and Jiang families. We wouldn't have received the invitation if it weren't for the Jiangs," she admitted bitterly.

Although Zhang Wei was unfamiliar with the intricacies of Xianghui city's social structure, he knew he had a mission to accomplish. In that regard, Chu Yaoyao's unexpected appearance didn't seem entirely unwelcome; perhaps he could even leverage her presence to his advantage.