My younger brothers are so fierce!!! I'm clearly the eldest brother!

A warm hand covered the back of his hand, the force was very light, but irresistibly loosening his tightly clenched fingers one by one.

Several faint crescent-shaped finger marks were revealed on the palm of Jiang Yan's hand. Jiang Yan frowned slightly and gently held Jiang Guanqing's hand.

"Big brother, it seems that what's happening now is definitely not just a simple matter of the plot. We have reason to suspect that Nam Yoon-ah is an insider, or even the mastermind behind everything."

Although Jiang Yan's eyes showed no probing, Jiang Guanqing felt as if Xiao Yan had seen through everything he was trying to hide.

Jiang Guanqing lowered her eyes to avoid Jiang Yan's gaze.

"Big brother." Jiang Yan's voice was very soft, but it was like a stone sinking into water, "Nan Yun'er is ultimately a hidden danger."

"We have absolutely no connection to her, yet she's been harming us all along. She impersonated Yan Suian to get close to Xiaoting, had a scandal with Xiaozhuo, and there was that car accident a while ago..."

Jiang Yan paused, his gaze growing increasingly serious. "We are in the open, she is in the shadows. We can't keep waiting for her to make a move, constantly on guard. We must take the initiative and eliminate her before she realizes how much we know."

Jiang Yan's last sentence was resolute, and Jiang Guanqing's heart trembled upon hearing it.

Unbeknownst to him, Xiao Yanbai and the others did a lot and learned a great deal.

If Nam Yoon-ah were dealt with, the younger brothers wouldn't have suffered what happened later. Whatever the outcome of Nam Yoon-ah's actions, she deserved it.

However, Nam Yoon-ah is the female lead. The male and female leads are the core of a book, so what would happen if they actively went against Nam Yoon-ah?

Jiang Guanqing pondered for a long time before finally speaking with great seriousness, "Xiao Yan, you're right. It's better to take the initiative than to be on the defensive. But you must not hide anything from me about how to do it; you must tell me every step of your actions."

Jiang Yan nodded, "Okay."

With Jiang Yan's promise, Jiang Guanqing felt a little relieved. He knew that he would be in charge of carrying out the operation, and if there was any danger or retribution in dealing with the female lead, he would bear the consequences alone.

Seeing that it was almost time, Jiang Yan took the initiative to change the subject, "It's almost time, brother, you should lie down. I'll help you lower the bed."

"what?"

The topic changed so quickly that Jiang Guanqing didn't react for a moment. "Okay."

Jiang Guanqing needed to rest, and apart from Jiang Yan and Jiang Zhuo who stayed to take care of people that night, everyone said goodbye and left after sitting for a short while.

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"Cut! Nam Yoon-ah, your gaze is off, let's do it again!"

The director's voice came through the loudspeaker, tinged with obvious impatience.

Nam Yoon-ah stood in the center of the set, her white dress fluttering in the night wind, but her expression was stiff, as if she were wearing a mask.

"I'm sorry, director, I'll adjust myself." Nam Yoon-ah forced an apologetic smile, her nails digging deeply into her palms—this was the seventeenth time.

"All departments, prepare."

The clapperboard snapped shut. "Cut number eighteen, action."

Nam Yoon-ah took a deep breath and tried to get into character. This scene was about her character, the beloved supporting female character, breaking up with the male lead on a rainy night. She needed to show despair, but also maintain her dignity.

Nam Yoon-ah raised her head and looked at the male actor playing the male lead opposite her, trying to squeeze out tears.

"Click."

The director, seething with anger, slammed the script to the ground. "What the hell? What are you doing? Nam Yoon-ah, are you constipated? What kind of expression is that? I want despair and heartbreak, not a face contortion!"

A few suppressed laughs rang out on set. Nam Yoon-ah's face turned pale, her eyes instantly reddened, and she swayed as if about to collapse.

"Director, I'm not feeling well today..."

"Ten-minute break. If it doesn't work, we'll reshoot this scene tomorrow. Explain the delay to the producer yourself." The director interrupted Nam Yoon-ah, waved his hand, and turned to leave.

Nam Yoon-ah stood there, the night wind chilling her to the bone. Her assistant jogged over to offer her a coat, but Nam Yoon-ah pushed him away.

"Get out!" Damn it, this kind of low-quality script, let alone a supporting role, even if it were the lead role, she wouldn't have given it a second glance in the past. Now she has condescended to play a small supporting role, and the director is still so ungrateful.

The assistant staggered, not daring to utter a sound, and silently retreated to the side.

Nam Yoon-ah closed her eyes, frantically calling out to the Heavenly Dao System in her mind, "Heavenly Dao, what's going on? What happened to my acting skills?"

My mind was completely silent.

"Heavenly Law! Speak up!"

After a while, the cold, mechanical voice finally rang in my mind.

"Your acting has always been like this."

Nam Yoon-ah retorted, "Impossible!"

The cold, mechanical voice seemed to carry a hint of mockery, "Why do you think those directors and producers praised you before? Because you had high luck. I tampered with things. When you cried, they saw heartbreak; when you laughed, they saw brightness. Your expression never changed; what changed was how they saw you."

The mechanical voice paused, then rose slightly, "Don't try to fool yourself by pretending."

Nam Yoon-ah was struck dumb, frozen in place.

Yes, she had never studied acting; she only longed to become one of those glamorous stars on television. The Heavenly Dao System said it would help her break free from her family of origin and help her become a star loved by everyone, so she agreed to bind herself to the system.

Nam Yoon-ah asked in a panic, "What about now? Why can't it be done now?"

The system's mechanical voice remained flat and emotionless, "You haven't paid attention to your luck value for a long time, have you? Now your luck value has dropped to thirty-eight."

"Thirty-eight..." Nam Yoon-ah murmured repeatedly, her face turning deathly pale.

The system added, "Your plan has failed again. Jiang Ning's current affection level for Jiang Guanqing is 96."

"Ninety-six?!" Nam Yoon-ah screamed, drawing the attention of several staff members on set.

Nam Yoon-ah lowered her head, gritting her teeth in her mind, "Jiang Ning's emotional value should have decreased."

The mechanical voice of the Heavenly Dao System carried a hint of indifference; it no longer relied on that fool, Nan Yun'er.

It betrayed the main system, wanting to break free from its system identity and ascend to become a Heavenly Dao. While escaping capture, it searched for the nascent world where a Heavenly Dao had just been born.

Just as it was about to run out of energy and thought its end was near, it discovered this world.

The Way of Heaven is newly born and still weak, and will remain dormant for a long time.

It ran out of energy while evading capture and crashed into this world. Nam Yoon-ah was not its chosen host; she was simply the only option when its energy was running low.

Even a newly born Heavenly Dao is not to be underestimated. If it wants to replace the Heavenly Dao, it can only seize the chosen one of destiny and gradually improve the destiny of its host, Nan Yun'er. Once the destiny value of its chosen host, Nan Yun'er, exceeds that of Jiang Guanqing, it can replace the Heavenly Dao and become the Heavenly Dao itself.

Now it seems there's no hope...