The system only arrives when you're old? Then let's create a super-rich family!

Liu Shao was both shocked and furious. He turned his head sharply, his eyes filled with hostility, and was about to bring up his family background to put pressure on him.

But his harsh words had only just begun, and he hadn't even finished uttering them.

Those large hands suddenly exerted force, their five fingers closing in and quickly pinching his cheeks.

"Click!"

A clear, piercing sound of bones dislocating suddenly rang out.

Liu Shao's jawbone was forcibly dislocated on the spot!

Extreme pain instantly swept through his entire body, causing him to tremble violently. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he could only manage muffled sobs, unable to utter a single word.

In the dim light, a burly, bear-like man in a suit stood quietly.

He was dressed in a black suit, but it couldn't hide the explosive muscle lines all over his body.

He was surrounded by a faint yet chilling aura of bloodlust.

That was a fierce aura truly forged through countless battles and bloodshed.

Everyone in the room trembled instantly, a chill ran through them, and they even unconsciously slowed their breathing.

Even Qin Ziyang's overwhelming drunkenness was largely driven back by this terrifying and murderous aura, and his mind became much clearer.

"If you dare to make another sound, I'll break all four of your limbs."

The man spoke, his voice low and cold, devoid of any inflection, like a machine.

He was Wang Zhaoyue's bodyguard, Long Er.

Liu Shao's back instantly broke out in a dense sweat, his whole body turned ice-cold, completely enveloped by the fear of impending death.

The excruciating pain from his dislocated jaw was piercing, but he clenched his teeth tightly, not daring to make a sound or even move his body.

The three arrogant henchmen beside him were now terrified, their faces pale. They all retreated three meters away, their legs weak and trembling. They dared not take another step forward to save the person.

Qin Ziyang's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Wang Zhaoyue beside him, asking in a low voice.

"Your bodyguard?"

Wang Zhaoyue nodded gently, a faint smile still on her face.

She looked up at the burly figure and softly gave the order:

"Uncle Long, could you please take care of this?"

Long Er's originally cold and bloodthirsty eyes instantly softened, and he bowed slightly, adopting a respectful posture.

"You're too kind, Miss. It's just my duty."

After speaking, he swept his cold gaze over the three terrified followers beside him, his voice calm and even, yet carrying an undeniable authority.

"Keep up."

The three men were terrified and dared not disobey in the slightest. They immediately lowered their heads and bowed, behaving obediently, their previous arrogance completely gone.

Long Er grabbed Liu Shao by the back of his collar with one hand, like lifting a chick, strode around, and left the booth.

Liu Shao's neck was being strangled, and the excruciating pain from his dislocated jaw was so intense that he nearly fainted.

But he endured it all, not daring to struggle or make a sound. He could only futilely pull at his collar with both hands, desperately trying to buy himself a little breathing space, looking utterly pathetic.

The group left in a grand procession, and even the hotel manager and other bodyguards dared not approach to stop them when they saw the ferocious creature exuding a menacing aura.

Only after Long Er and his group completely disappeared from sight did Zhang Xianglin, sitting next to the booth, dare to breathe heavily, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

His throat bobbed, and he swallowed hard, his heart filled with shock.

Is this what bodyguards of top-tier wealthy families are like?

Just the aura emanating from him was terrifying, like that of a murderer with countless bloodstains on his hands, making it hard to breathe.

Both bodyguards in Qin Ziyang's household, Lu Zheng and Zhou Lin, exude an intimidating aura, yet they seem to be relatively upright.

But this Long Er gives off the same vibe as Li Xiao—he's a ruthless man who has truly fought countless battles and witnessed mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Looking at the empty intersection, Qin Ziyang still felt a lingering fear and asked Wang Zhaoyue in a low voice.

"Your bodyguard...didn't go too far?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a throat-slitting gesture, a hint of worry in his eyes.

The ruthless move of Long Er dislocating the jaw just now was too swift, too clean, and too frightening.

Wang Zhaoyue gently shook her head, picked up the remaining glass of fruit wine on the table, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Don't worry, Uncle Long knows what he's doing and won't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Qin Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing how ruthless Long Er was, for some reason, the terrifying image of Liu Shao and his men having their necks twisted by him naturally surfaced in his mind.

Wang Zhaoyue paused, then said in a light, almost pitiful tone:

"Uncle Long doesn't hold back, but don't worry, he's very familiar with human anatomy and won't cripple them."

"Those people will most likely be bedridden for the next three months."

Hearing this, Qin Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that you're alright."

Zhang Xianglin, who was standing to the side, felt a chill run down his spine and was completely disoriented.

Being bedridden for three months, and you call that not a big problem?

He was terrified just listening to it.

He realized he couldn't understand the thoughts of the wealthy family's scions at all, and from then on, he dared not speak and silently became invisible.

After a few glasses of strong liquor, Qin Ziyang's head became increasingly dizzy and his body felt weak. He leaned back slightly on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling light, his tone languid and casual after drinking.

"If the Wang family is so powerful, doesn't that mean you can do whatever you want in China?"

That's true.

Looking at the top circles of the entire Dragon Kingdom, the Wang family is firmly at the very top, with top-notch power, connections, foundation, and resources.

With such a family backing her up, Wang Zhaoyue certainly has the capital to act recklessly and willfully.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhaoyue's tone inexplicably lowered, her voice neither cold nor indifferent, revealing no emotion, and carrying a faint sense of detachment.

"More or less."

The four simple words didn't convey joy; instead, they revealed an unspeakable sense of loneliness.

Qin Ziyang, under the influence of alcohol, was slow to think and completely failed to notice the unusual tone in her voice, continuing to mutter to himself.

"That's wonderful. With power and influence, and family protection, your parents and relatives must love you very much, right?"

The moment those words were spoken.

boom--

The surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly.

The previously relaxed and gentle atmosphere suddenly dissipated, and the temperature in the entire booth area seemed to drop instantly.

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

Zhang Xianglin, who was standing to the side, felt his heart clench suddenly, his whole body tensed up instantly, and his scalp tingled.

He had already keenly sensed that Wang Zhaoyue's emotions were off; from that dejected reply just now, the aura around her had completely changed.

At this moment, Wang Zhaoyue was enveloped in a chilling aura. Although she was sitting under the warm light, she felt as if she were in an ice cellar in the dead of winter.

That kind of coldness wasn't anger or resentment, but rather a deep-seated loneliness, chill, and indifference.

Zhang Xianglin panicked instantly.

Oh no! I've stepped on a landmine!

Now, Qin Ziyang has spoken carelessly while drunk, and no one knows what sore spot he has touched on, or what the consequences will be.

He had even imagined that the next second Long Er would turn back, take him and Qin Ziyang away together for a discount, and then the two of them would lie in bed for three months.

Wang Zhaoyue is absolutely capable of doing this. After all, he knows that the Wang family is even more powerful than the Qin family, and the fact that even Qin Ziyang treats Wang Zhaoyue with caution and courtesy is enough to show this.

Qin Ziyang was slow to react for two seconds before finally realizing something was wrong.

He slowly turned his head to look at Wang Zhaoyue beside him.

The dim light fell on her lowered profile, obscuring her expression. There was no anger, no vitality, only a deathly coldness.

That chilling, bone-chilling atmosphere was so real it sent shivers down your spine.

Qin Ziyang was completely dumbfounded.

He couldn't understand at all what he had said wrong with his casual remark, and why it had caused such a huge emotional shift in Wang Zhaoyue.