When I went home for Chinese New Year, I spent a million times more money on my foreign wife.

The lobby manager, surnamed Wang, was a big shot in Linhai County. He always had half-droopy eyelids and looked at everyone as if they owed him eight million.

But right now, Manager Wang was bent over so much that his face was almost touching the floor tiles.

"Mr. Chen, this way please, watch your step." Manager Wang smiled broadly, his cautious manner resembling that of a chief eunuch.

Chen Yang walked ahead at a leisurely pace.

Katyusha followed behind Chen Yue, arm in arm, curiously looking around at the surroundings.

"Um... Manager Wang..." Liu Jinbao was still unwilling to give up and followed behind, trying to say something to save face.

Manager Wang whirled around, his face instantly turning as long as a donkey's. He glared at Liu Jinbao and hissed in a low voice, "Shut up! Don't make trouble for yourself!"

Turning to face Chen Yang, she adopted a fawning, ingratiating demeanor once again.

The elevator doors closed.

Liu Jinbao stood there, his face turning a deep purplish-red.

The waiters and customers passing by were whispering among themselves, and some were even pointing and laughing.

"Jinbao, what about Chen Yang..." Li Ting was about to speak.

"Shut up!" Liu Jinbao slapped a marble pillar, wincing in pain. "Damn it, what are you pretending to be so important for! It's just a worthless card, who knows if it's stolen!"

The Imperial Suite is located on the top floor of the hotel.

Three sides are all floor-to-ceiling bulletproof glass, offering a clear view of the pitiful night view of Linhai County.

In the center of the private room was a huge electric round table, decorated with fresh flowers flown in from other places.

"Chen, this flower looks very fresh." Katyusha sat down and poked the delicate rose with her finger. "Can we eat it? Or should we dip it in sauce?"

Manager Wang, standing to the side, wiped the sweat from his brow and said with a forced smile, "Madam, you're so humorous. These flowers are just for decoration. But if you like them, I'll have the kitchen carve a few out of carrots for you to try."

Chen Yang tossed the menu to Manager Wang.

"Stop with all that fancy stuff. Do you have any dragon soup?"

"Yes! We just harvested them from the Greater Khingan Mountains yesterday!"

"Let's get a whole pot. Then bring out the venison, snow frog, and other mountain delicacies you like, and a few bottles of good wine."

Manager Wang's hands were shaking as he wrote down the menu; this meal, including drinks, would cost over ten thousand yuan.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment, I'll be right there!" Manager Wang backed out the door.

The lobby bar downstairs.

Liu Jinbao took a big gulp of whiskey and slammed the glass down on the table.

Several small business owners who usually followed him sat around him.

"Brother Liu, calm down. Who's that kid?"

"What a load of rubbish!" Li Ting chimed in from the side. "He's just a penniless wretch who borrowed money from me when we were in school. Now he's made a fortune somewhere and comes back pretending to be something he's not."

"In Linhai County, who doesn't know your power, Brother Liu?" one of the underlings quickly lit a cigarette. "When it comes to construction projects, you're the one who calls the shots."

With the alcohol taking effect and the flattery of those around him, Liu Jinbao's earlier fear had long since vanished.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Being publicly humiliated by a mere kid on your own turf—if you swallow this insult, how will you ever survive in the underworld again?

"Damn it, I don't believe we can't deal with him!" Liu Jinbao stood up, swaying slightly. "Come on! Follow me up to offer a toast! I want to see just what's going on with that black card of his!"

Two burly men immediately followed; they were thugs hired by Liu Jinbao who had just arrived at the hotel.

Just as Manager Wang was about to push the food cart into the private room on the top floor, Liu Jinbao shoved him away.

"Liu Jinbao! What are you doing! This is the Emperor's Suite!" Manager Wang panicked and reached out to stop him.

"Get out of my way!" Fueled by alcohol, Liu Jinbao kicked Manager Wang in the shin. "I'm going to see today who's sitting in this VIP suite!"

Inside the private room.

Chen Yang was peeling shrimp for Katyusha.

A system notification suddenly sounded in my mind.

[Ding! Detected that the host is being provoked and disturbed Katyusha's meal. Katyusha is very angry, and the consequences will be severe.]

[Random task triggered: The slap in the face should not only hurt, but also make him despair, so that Katyusha can eat in peace.]

[Reward: Divine Aura (Passive skill, automatically activates against hostile targets).]

Chen Yang didn't stop what he was doing, and he didn't even lift his head.

"Bang!"

The heavy solid wood door of the private room was kicked open.

Liu Jinbao swaggered in with two bodyguards.

Li Ting followed behind, a gloating expression on her face.

"Hey, eating?" Liu Jinbao slurred, plopped down on the sofa next to him, and the two bodyguards stood with their arms crossed at the door like two guardian deities.

"Kid, you were pretty cocky downstairs, weren't you?" Liu Jinbao pulled a folding knife from his pocket, picking his nails with it. "In Linhai County, if you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie down. Don't you know the rules?"

Chen Yang put the peeled shrimp meat into the kachusa bowl and took out a tissue to wipe his hands.

"I don't know the rules." Chen Yang leaned back in his chair, looking at Liu Jinbao, "but I know you're in trouble."

"Hahahaha!" Liu Jinbao laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Me, in trouble? You think you can get away with this? Do you know how many brothers I have in Linhai County? Just one phone call from me, and believe me, you won't be able to leave this house!"

Katyusha was preparing to deal with a chicken leg.

The fly kept buzzing in her ear, giving her a headache.

More importantly, this fat pig actually spilled a few drops of the perfectly good dragon soup.

That's a waste of food.

In their land, people who waste food are thrown to feed bears.

Katyusha put down the food in her hand and her gaze fell on the bottle of Louis XIII that had just been opened on the corner of the table.

The crystal bottle shimmers with a captivating luster under the light, and its slender neck is perfect for gripping.

"Chen, it's too noisy here."

Katyusha's voice was soft and carried a chill.

Liu Jinbao, who was laughing wildly, suddenly felt a chill run down the back of his neck.

next second.

Katyusha picked up the bottle of Louis XIII, which was worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Her movements were as practiced as if she had swung a vodka bottle countless times in a Moscow tavern.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

The wine bottle slammed down onto the marble table in front of Liu Jinbao.

It wasn't broken.

This is a top-grade crystal bottle; its hardness is astonishing.

A white mark was left on the marble tabletop, and amber-colored wine splashed all over Liu Jinbao's face.

Before Liu Jinbao could react, Katyusha was still holding the bottle, which was still more than half full of wine, firmly in her hand.

The sharp crystal ridge at the bottle's mouth was less than two centimeters from Liu Jinbao's eyeballs.

If Katyusha's hand trembled even slightly, Liu Jinbao's eye would be ruined.

"Get out, or die."

Katyusha uttered a few broken Chinese words, her eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

That look in his eyes.

Liu Jinbao had met him.

That was the look in the eyes of a gangster he had encountered many years ago when he was still a street urchin.

That's the look in the eyes of someone who has truly seen blood and killed.

Liu Jinbao's alcohol-numbed brain instantly cleared, and a warm flow surged from his crotch.

I peed.