Volume One, Chapter Four: Held in the Mouth, It Softens Quickly

After a while, Liu Dong began to feel that something was off.

This didn't feel quite like what he had imagined.

He couldn't help but steal a glance, only to find that Su Jinyao, petite and dainty at 160 centimeters tall, was busy drawing on his stomach with a marker pen.

Because Liu Dong’s physique was perfectly sculpted, with eight well-defined abdominal muscles, the pen kept catching on the contours. Su Jinyao would wrinkle her brow from time to time, looking incredibly adorable.

She really was just a little girl who hadn't lost her sense of playfulness.

His thoughts from just a moment ago felt positively beastly.

Liu Dong reached into his pocket and found a White Rabbit cream candy. He peeled it open and popped it into Su Jinyao’s mouth.

"Mmph, Daddy, it’s too hard."

"It’s fine, just keep it in your mouth; it’ll soften up in a bit."

Su Jinyao nodded, making muffled, humming sounds.

The people watching from the perimeter were stunned!

Ye Aotian, who had just been helped over, looked as if he were about to shatter his own teeth. Since his face was swollen from being beaten, he could only let out wheezing, unintelligible noises.

The male students nearby, noticing it was Ye Aotian, felt their blood boil with irritation.

"Damn it, it’s one thing to hear the school beauty making those sounds inside, but now this mutt is out here yapping too."

With that, they prepared to beat him up.

Yu'er, seeing this, quickly dragged Ye Aotian back to the security office. Once inside, she hurried to bandage his wounds.

"Master, Liu Dong seems difficult to deal with."

"Hmph, I underestimated that dog."

Ye Aotian had originally thought Liu Dong was just a pathetic sycophant he could crush at will—someone he could step on to get closer to Tang Yufei. He hadn't expected the opposite to happen.

Yet, recalling how timid Liu Dong always looked whenever they met, Ye Aotian really didn't want to believe he was that formidable. Still, for the sake of caution, he dared not be careless again.

"Contact the organization. Tell them to send someone to help me kill him."

"Yes, Master. However, China is currently very strict with border control for incoming personnel. Whoever comes might be few in number, and they might not recognize you, Master."

Although most members of the Iron-Faced Asura Mercenary Group were Chinese, the group itself was not recognized in China; after all, a bunch of mercenaries who would do anything for money did not align with the nation's values.

Ye Aotian’s arrival in China was intended to help the organization infiltrate the country, starting with the capital, Jinghai.

"It doesn't matter. Liu Dong is just a pathetic sycophant; the organization can handle him by sending anyone. I only ended up like this because I underestimated the enemy."

"Yes, Master. But Master, why not let me kill him myself?"

"You fool. Unless it’s a last resort, we must not get blood on our hands. Tell the people from the organization to leave China immediately after they finish the job."

"You are wise, Master! I never would have thought of that."

"Obviously."

A while later, seeing that Yu'er still hadn't contacted the organization, Ye Aotian looked at her, confused.

"Master, what kind of thing softens up after holding it in your mouth for a while?"

"Pfft..."

Ye Aotian sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the ceiling.

"Master, what’s wrong with you?!"

...

Meanwhile, Su Jinyao had finished her masterpiece: a cute little kitten. The kitten’s ears featured a bow, and its mouth was positioned exactly over Liu Dong’s navel.

As Liu Dong breathed, the kitten’s mouth opened and closed—it was incredibly cute.

"Daddy, you aren't allowed to wipe it off!"

"Don't worry."

As he spoke, Liu Dong reached out to touch the kitten but instantly pulled his hand back.

"It’s so hot."

"How could it be hot?" Su Jinyao asked, curiously reaching out to touch it herself.

"It’s because of your burning love for me, Yaoyao. Of course it’s hot."

"Daddy, you... you’re so sweet."

This girl was worth cultivating!

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System Notification 1: "Whiteboard," one of the four top cadres of the Iron-Faced Asura Mercenary Group, has entered China.

System Notification 2: Since the host has triggered the plot for the second female lead, the system has automatically upgraded. You can now check Ye Aotian’s "Fortune" at any time. Every time you conquer a female lead, the Child of Fortune’s luck will be reduced. Killing the Child of Fortune, or reducing his luck to zero, will grant you all of his fortune.

Ye Aotian’s current fortune is at 80 percent.

System Notification 3: Every time you conquer a female lead, you will obtain a skill suited to her archetype. Currently, you are 20 percent through conquering Su Jinyao.

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Hearing the system chime, Liu Dong took a sharp breath. He hadn't even left the small woods yet, and Ye Aotian was already calling for backup.

He was clearly determined to see him dead. "Whiteboard" was known for being cold and decisive, concerned only with the mission and nothing else.

"Ye Aotian, you forced my hand!"

"Daddy, why did your expression suddenly change? You look scary."

"It’s nothing, Yaoyao. I just suddenly decided that for your sake, I am willing to stand against the entire world!"

"Ah, hehe, Daddy, do you like riding motorcycles? Want to go ride one tonight?"

Liu Dong’s heart skipped a beat. He understood this was a hidden quest, but the more pressing issue was that Whiteboard had already entered China. He had to deal with that first.

"I do. How about I take you racing on the East Ring in a few days?"

"Oh." Su Jinyao looked visibly disappointed.

When Liu Dong returned to the dormitory, he found he had already been dubbed "God Dong" by his roommates.

"Brother Dong—no, God Dong, how on earth did you take down Su Jinyao?! How are the brothers supposed to handle this!"

"Yeah, God Dong! You used to be such a sycophant, and we were all consoling you. How did you suddenly become the God of Sycophants?"

"God Dong, Su Jinyao is like an iceberg beauty. No one dares to pursue her, and very few even dare to speak to her. Yet, you walked right up and made her call you Daddy."

"What’s worse is that you confessed successfully and immediately took her to the woods. This is more painful than making me eat sh*t! You might as well have killed me!"

Liu Dong asked calmly, "Guys, would you believe me if I said I was forced into this?"

No sooner had he spoken than teacups, pillows, fruit knives, and all sorts of other junk went flying toward him.

Liu Dong dodged them agilely and continued, "Who said Su Jinyao is hard to pursue? It’s just that no one dared to try. Everyone was intimidated by her cold exterior. It’s like the 'Peach Blossom Spring'—everyone is afraid to enter."

"Does the 'Peach Blossom Spring' have legs?" the guys asked, looking confused.

"Never mind the legs! My point is, if you had just tried, you might have succeeded too."

"Holy sh*t!"

"Damn it!"

"Maybe it really was possible..."

The guys beat their chests and howled at the sky, their wailing endless.

Liu Dong smiled and lay on his bed to analyze the situation. Previously, he had only wanted to lay low and survive, so he hadn't carefully recalled the plot of the original novel. After some effort, he could only remember the general outlines.

After organizing his thoughts, Liu Dong now had a rough understanding of the Iron-Faced Asura Mercenary Group. Then there was the female lead, Su Jinyao; he recalled that in her bag today, besides dumbbells, there had been a collar, a leather whip, a mask, bells, and so on...

Combined with his only current skill, he suddenly felt his eyes light up.