The Psychopath's Harem



Luo Xue finally realized the true intent behind Xia Tian's plan. [Master, did you create this chaos on purpose?] she asked.

Xia Tian smiled mysteriously, neither confirming nor denying it.

His style was to execute his plans while creating a whirlwind of trouble.

People perceived him as simply being Xia Tian, stirring up trouble, unaware of the hidden motives beneath the chaos.

Soon, Xia Tian would be in the news, and in the age of social media, it wouldn't be long before Xia Chen and others tracked him down.

However, he had no intention of actively seeking them out. It went against his character.

Instead, people followed him, while he remained elusive. It was easier to become infamous in the world than to achieve true fame.

An actress might produce ten hits but not receive enough publicity compared to what she would gain from one of her intimate videos getting leaked.

Xia Tian cunningly utilized this concept to his advantage, understanding that sometimes infamy could generate more attention than genuine success.

It was a strategic move, leveraging the power of public perception.

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In the heart of bustling Beijing, within the walls of a vibrant bar, the atmosphere throbbed with electric energy.

Every man's gaze was inexplicably drawn towards a figure that possessed an otherworldly allure, captivating all who beheld her.

Donned in a breathtaking masterpiece, her attire was a daring symphony of temptation.

A short red one-piece dress clung to her like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination. The exposed expanse of her flawless legs seemed to radiate a magnetism that defied explanation, drawing the eye with an irresistible pull.

Her ebony tresses cascaded in luscious waves down her shoulders, cascading like a waterfall of darkness, framing a face that bore the mark of ethereal beauty.

Her eyes, shimmering like pools of liquid moonlight, held a distant, almost aloof gaze, as if she were a celestial being gazing upon mere mortals with detached curiosity.

Poised upon a plush barstool, she held a slender shot glass, its contents a shimmering elixir that mirrored the fire within her soul.

Graceful fingers, adorned with delicate rings, caressed the vessel as if in an intimate dance, an extension of her captivating presence.

Each delicate movement seemed to exude a potent allure, drawing attention to her subtle gestures.

Amidst the pulsating lights and seductive melodies, the enchantress emanated an enigmatic aura, as if she existed in a realm untouched by earthly concerns.

Her aloofness only heightened her allure, casting an irresistible spell upon those who dared to approach.

In this world of men, where desire and temptation reigned supreme, the power of her exposed beauty was undeniable.

With each stolen glance, with every breathless moment in her presence, she wielded a silent influence, leaving a trail of captivated hearts in her wake.

As the men remained spellbound, their gazes fixed upon her, an air of anticipation enveloped the room.

It was a moment pregnant with possibility, a meeting of destiny and desire.

And in that transcendent encounter, they would forever carry the indelible mark of her allure, a testament to the intoxicating power of a woman who held the world at her feet.

Ling Yuan sat perched on a distant barstool, his gaze fixed upon the woman whose delicate features displayed clear signs of distress.

It was evident that she belonged to the upper echelons of society, her poise and refined demeanor setting her apart from the crowd.

A vibrant blush painted her cheeks, intensifying the allure that radiated from her being.

The men surrounding her, like a pack of hungry wolves, couldn't help but be drawn to the intoxicating aura she exuded.

Shaking his head in dismay, Ling Yuan couldn't help but wonder why fate had brought her to this mediocre establishment. "Of all the places," he muttered under his breath, "why does she choose this second-rate bar to drown her sorrows?"

Anticipating trouble, Ling Yuan's senses heightened as he observed a group of men closing in on the woman.

Their eyes gleamed with desire, fueled by the promise of conquest.

Ling Yuan knew he had to act swiftly to protect her from potential harm.

Ling Yuan was the type of person who avoided trouble, so he pretended not to see the next scene.

He wasn't going to interfere until something excessive happened.

He was no longer the leader of a mercenary gang, but just a normal person living off his remaining life in his homeland.

One of the men at the bar, his eyes hungrily scanning the room for a potential target, fixed his intense gaze on the beautiful woman sitting before him.

With a sly smile on his face, he leaned in and said, "Hey, beauty, you look a little drunk. How about I help you?"

Lin Ruoxi, sensing danger, sat up straighter and glared at the man.

She knew she had to be careful around him and his companions.

In a firm voice, she responded, "No, thank you."

But the men weren't going to give up that easily. They were mesmerized by her beauty, which was rare to see in such a dingy bar.

The second man gulped audibly, his eyes darting back and forth between his friend and Lin Ruoxi.

He whispered, "Maybe we should just leave her alone."

But the first man was not one to back down. He placed his rough hand on Lin Ruoxi's shoulder, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Come on, baby, don't be so uptight. Let me buy you a drink," he said.

Lin Ruoxi felt a wave of disgust wash over her and quickly pushed his hand away.

Slamming her glass on the bar, she shouted, "Get away from me!"

The first man was taken aback by her ferocity, but his three companions were only momentarily startled.

To them, women often fell at their feet without hesitation.

Lin Ruoxi was different, intriguing in her resistance to their advances.

But they can't really use mortal standards to judge this goddess.

Amused by her resistance, the man in front suddenly let out a loud laugh, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Haha, quite arrogant. But I like it this way!" he exclaimed, clearly enjoying the challenge of trying to win her over.

His laughter echoed through the bar, reaching the ears of many, but no one dared to intervene.

Lin Ruoxi's eyes narrowed in alarm, but her drunken state prevented her from taking immediate action.

She knew she had to get out of there before things got worse.

Meanwhile, the lead man was already envisioning himself taking her to a private area.

With her drunken state, he believed it would be easy to pick her up and have his way with her.

A surge of excitement coursed through him, causing a stirring between his legs.

As he leaned in towards her, the man whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine, "Come on, baby, let's go somewhere more private."

But before he could make a move, a deep, authoritative voice came from behind him. "I don't think the lady wants to go anywhere with you," the newcomer said, his words laced with pure steel.

The first man turned around to see a tall, well-built man standing behind him, his eyes gleaming with veiled menace.

Lin Ruoxi looked at her savior with gratitude, her heart pounding in relief at having escaped from the dangerous situation.

The man, Ling Yuan, just shrugged and said nonchalantly, "No problem. Just doing what any gentleman should do."

"Why are you meddling in our affairs brother? Don't you know we are men of brother Tiger?" 

"I don't care who you are," Ling Yuan said as he stepped towards the two men. "You don't speak to a lady like that. And you definitely don't touch her without her consent."

The two men looked at each other, then at Ling Yuan.

They didn't seem particularly worried, and one of them smirked.

"Looks like we've got ourselves a hero," he said, before lunging at Ling Yuan.

But Ling Yuan was prepared. He deftly avoided the man's punch, then struck him in the stomach with a swift kick.

The man doubled over in pain, and Ling Yuan moved on to the other man.

The second man was a bit more careful, circling around Ling Yuan and attempting to catch him off guard.

But Ling Yuan was too skilled, too strong. He knocked the second man down with a decisive blow to the head.

Lin Ruoxi stood back and appeared to be watching the scene with her raised brows, in slight amazement as Ling Yuan took care of the two men with ease. 

The bar was a scene of Chaos as more people flooded in and joined the collective attack on Ling Yuan.

He fought them off with all his might, the sound of fists connecting with flesh and the occasional groan filling the air.

Amidst the chaos, another man with a striking appearance made his way towards Lin Ruoxi, undeterred by the commotion around him.

His movements were smooth and confident, his body language completely relaxed.

"Hehe, did I find a free meal?" he murmured, locking his gaze onto the woman in front of him.

Although Lin Ruoxi appeared to be watching the fight, her glazed eyes revealed that she was lost in her own world, her mind clouded by the alcohol.

Xia Tian's voice jolted her back to reality.

Suddenly aware of the man's presence, Lin Ruoxi turned to face him.

His piercing silvery eyes bore into her, sending shivers down her spine.

She felt inexplicably drawn to him, her body betraying her sober mind.