When I first entered high school, the system insisted that I was destined to be an emperor in my lat

at the same time.

The center of Gangnam City.

A luxurious estate covering tens of thousands of square meters.

Behind the manor lies a lush green golf course.

The lawn is entirely made of calming grass; stepping on it, a rich spiritual energy will flow into your limbs and bones.

"Bang!"

A golf ball, crafted from a magical stone, fell into the hole hundreds of meters away.

"Great shot! Hai Shao's power generation technique is simply superb!"

"As expected of Hai Shao, his golf skills are getting better and better!"

Lei Jie and Jin Liuli, standing to the side, spared no effort in flattering him.

Hai Wuyai, dressed in a pure white casual outfit, casually tossed his golf club to the caddie next to him.

Behind the three men were several female caddies kneeling and crawling, all of whom were top-notch in figure and appearance, wearing miniskirts.

These girls might be goddesses adored by countless people outside, but here they are merely playthings in the hands of the powerful and wealthy.

"Young master is in a good mood today, so you can have that golf ball as a reward."

Upon hearing this, the previously well-behaved girls were taken aback for a moment, then their eyes lit up with excitement.

They pounced on it without any regard for their image, frantically scrambling for the spirit stone ball.

Hai Wuyai returned to his recliner and casually asked, "By the way, where have those two guys been lately?"

Lei Jie naturally knew that he was referring to Liu Qinghan, who was ranked second on the [Jiangnan Province Prodigy Ranking], and Jiang Baiyi, who was ranked first.

"Liu Qinghan has been in seclusion in the Sword Pavilion recently."

"I heard he's been honing a mid-grade sword technique and hasn't stepped out of the Sword Pavilion for a month."

"Ha, just a blockhead who's gone mad from practicing swordsmanship."

Hai Wuyai curled his lip and gave a disdainful snort.

"I lost to him by half a move in the last provincial competition, but it was because I was careless and didn't fully unleash the Sea God's bloodline."

"Next time we meet on the field, I'll definitely take him down in three moves!"

Jin Liuli covered her mouth and giggled, her chest heaving: "Of course! Hai Shao's bloodline is so noble, how could Liu Qinghan, a mere martial artist, be worthy of being Hai Shao's opponent?!"

Hearing Jin Liuli's praise, Hai Wuyai's smugness deepened.

"What about Jiang Baiyi?"

"Jiang Baiyi's whereabouts are very mysterious. He has disappeared from public view since the last martial arts competition."

"However... recently, news has spread from the military region that he seems to have gone to the Abyss to hunt alien beasts."

Lei Jie said.

"Go to the abyss to hunt strange beasts?"

Hai Wuyai frowned upon hearing this.

"Did Jiang Baiyi get her brain squeezed by a door?"

"Our Jiangnan City is protected by an iron wall and an energy network, making it impregnable. There will be no danger whatsoever for a hundred years!"

"Why isn't he enjoying himself in the city? What's he doing running off to the abyss?"

Just as Hai Wuyai was mocking him with a face full of disdain.

An elderly butler in a tailcoat hurriedly approached him, bowed deeply respectfully, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, the Master requests your presence immediately."

"My mother is calling me?!"

Hai Wuyai, who was arrogant and domineering just a second ago, turned pale in an instant.

In Jiangnan City, Hai Wuyai is the Crown Prince!

But in the Hai family, his mother was the only one who mattered!

"I'll go right now!"

Hai Wuyai hurried through the manor, almost running all the way into the villa, and then took the private elevator directly to the top floor.

Outside the office stood a female secretary dressed in a black business suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Secretary Kim".

Hai Wuyai swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly, "Why...did my mother call me?"

Secretary Kim looked up at him and shook her head slightly.

"The head of the family is very angry today."

"Young Master, please be careful once you go inside."

Upon hearing this, Hai Wuyai tensed up, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

For a moment, he even had an urge to escape from here.

But he didn't dare.

"Get in here."

A woman's voice suddenly came from inside the door.

Secretary Kim silently stepped aside and gave Hai Wuyai a look that said, "Good luck to you."

After a while.

"Smack!!!"

A crisp, loud slap echoed through the office!

Secretary Kim, standing outside the door, lowered her eyelids and skillfully closed the office door.

Inside the office.

Hai Wuyai knelt on the carpet.

His left cheek was swollen high, with a clear handprint, and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm sorry! Mother, I was wrong! I'm so sorry..."

"sorry?"

A mocking sneer came from behind the desk.

Hai Wuyai nodded nervously.

Behind the mahogany desk sat a woman dressed in a sky-blue cheongsam.

The woman looked to be in her early thirties, with an exceptionally beautiful face. Time had not left any marks on her face; instead, it had given her an air of elegance and nobility.

She wore no jewelry, only playing with a string of dark green jade prayer beads in her hand. Her imperial aura, which seemed to have the power of life and death, made Hai Wuyai almost unable to breathe.

The current head of the Hai family is Hai Zetian.

"Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Hai Wuyai's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his brain working frantically.

Although he is usually arrogant, he is definitely not stupid for being able to cultivate to the peak of the fifth rank.

My mother's sudden outburst of anger today must be because he got into trouble outside.

"Could it be... because of those peasants from Linchuan City at the Yunhai Hotel this morning?"

Hai Wuyai asked tentatively.

"hehe!"

Hai Zetian stopped fiddling with her prayer beads and sneered, "Looks like your brain isn't entirely filled with dung!"

Upon receiving confirmation, Hai Wuyai clenched his fists tightly, a hint of resentment and regret flashing in his eyes.

It really was that little bastard Jiang Feng!

"That Jiang Feng humiliated me in public, I should have killed him on the spot!"

"Utterly foolish!"

Hai Zetian slammed her hand on the table, and the entire desk instantly turned into a pile of dust!

"Do you think I don't want him to die?"

"The Jiang Group has been aggressively expanding its elixir market in Linchuan City, disrupting the Hai family's elixir strategy throughout the province."

"I had already laid a trap, ready to make Jiang Feng vanish without a trace in Jiangnan City!"

At this point, Hai Zetian suddenly turned around and stared intently at Hai Wuyai.

"Tell me, what a huge mess you've made of me!!"

"Just now, the provincial government, the provincial martial arts association, and even the provincial military region, which usually doesn't interfere in local affairs, all issued warnings to me simultaneously!"

"Three forces are exerting pressure together, both openly and covertly protecting Jiang Feng!"

Hai Zetian took a deep breath, recalling the phone call she had just received.

Even with her composure, she still felt a chill run down her spine.

"Especially that marshal from the provincial military region, he even sent someone to deliver a message to me."

"He said that if Jiang Feng were to lose even a single hair in Jiangnan City, he would personally rip off my head!"

Hai Wuyai was completely dumbfounded.

military region?

Provincial government?

Martial Arts Association?

It even alarmed the marshal of the provincial military region?!

"Now do you realize what a stupid thing you did?"

"The power behind Jiang Feng is so great that even I have to give him a wide berth!"

"Because you two had a falling out, now everyone's watching the Hai family!"

Hai Zetian wished she could slap this stupid son to death!

……

PS: In the past two days, the number of readers has dropped, and the number of visitors to the bookstore has also plummeted, from tens of thousands to a few hundred. This has indeed affected my creative mindset. I will adjust my state in the next two days and polish the plot. After all, the decline in readership can only be blamed on my poor writing.

I promised five chapters today, but only four. I'll have to make up for it tomorrow. The list of those who donated will be updated tomorrow!