Lin Chen and Zhao Xiaowen left the hospital and night had already fallen; the five Martial Artists from Kunlun had suffered very serious injuries and likely couldn't be discharged from the hospital anytime soon.

Under the streetlights, the two of them walked side by side, hand in hand. Since their last parting, it had been a long time since they had been alone together.

"I didn't expect you to become so strong," Zhao Xiaowen said, a bit shocked.

"Of course," Lin Chen said, looking at Zhao Xiaowen affectionately, "I told you I would definitely bring you back from Kunlun."

Zhao Xiaowen clung tightly to Lin Chen's arm, "At Kunlun, I heard a lot about you and knew you suffered a lot. Thank you, Lin Chen, for everything you've done for me."

Lin Chen smiled gently and gently stroked Zhao Xiaowen's hair, "For you, I'm willing to suffer any hardship."

"Mm!" Zhao Xiaowen nodded lightly.

Her small hand gently wrapped around Lin Chen's waist and pinched his flab, "But I've also heard that you have quite a few women now!"

Hearing Zhao Xiaowen's words, an embarrassed expression flashed across Lin Chen's face, "Xiaowen, I..."

Seeing Lin Chen's blushing face, Zhao Xiaowen suddenly laughed, "I'm just teasing you. I know you're excellent, and I know you can't belong completely to me, but as long as you have a place for me in your heart, that's enough."

Lin Chen felt a small wave of emotion in his heart, thinking he was very lucky to have such understanding women by his side. They didn't compete for attention or become jealous of each other; they each had the same heart, deeply loving him.

"Hey, what are you grinning about? Also, you already have quite a few women now. Without my permission, you're not to flirt around anymore," Zhao Xiaowen said somewhat angrily.

"Don't worry! I will definitely obey the Queen's command," Lin Chen said with a smile.

At that moment, Zhao Xiaowen's phone suddenly rang.

"Let's go sit over there for a while," Zhao Xiaowen said with a smile.

"Mm!" Lin Chen nodded.

Once seated, Zhao Xiaowen took out her phone.

"Hey, who are you chatting with? Confess, is it a little man?" Lin Chen feigned jealousy.

"It is a little man, you actually guessed it," Zhao Xiaowen said playfully, hiding her phone to the side with a smile.

Lin Chen's lips curled into a sly smile, thinking she believed he wouldn't see just because her back was turned to him, but he had the gift of x-ray vision.

With that, Lin Chen activated his x-ray vision, but when he saw Zhao Xiaowen's chat group, he instantly felt crushed.

What the hell, you ladies can't be serious, actually setting up your own harem chat group.

What's worse is that he himself was completely clueless about such a significant development.

An Xiaodi: "That big jerk came back to Capital City and didn't look for me, he's dead meat!"

Xue Ying: "Hmm, we need to discipline this man properly."

Zhao Xiaohua: "Do you need a hitman? Count me in!"

Tang Bao'er: "Should I drug him first and then have us sisters properly educate him?"

"Thumbs up, thumbs up, thumbs up...!"

Looking at the chat content, Lin Chen's face turned ashen. WeChat, QQ, these things were simply too harmful; he had wanted to deal with them one by one, but now they had already banded together.

Even Tang Bao'er, such an innocent girl, had been led astray by these scoundrels. This was unacceptable; he absolutely had to monitor this WeChat group in real time.

"Popularity System, send me the real-time chat logs of that group to my phone," he instructed.

"Host, snooping on others' chat records is not a good behavior. Besides, would you want me to know about the things your women talk about you in bed?" the system replied.

"Forget it, then." Lin Chen bit his teeth with a helpless expression.

Just then, Zhao Xiaowen's phone suddenly received a strange WeChat message: "Xiaowen, is it? There's a party tonight, come join us, all people from our circle, you really have to give your senior brother this face yo!"

Seeing that message made Zhao Xiaowen frown, and her previously cheerful smile instantly disappeared.

"Something up?" Lin Chen asked curiously.

Zhao Xiaowen nodded, "A annoying guy I met while cultivating in Kunlun, always pestering me. He wants to ask me out to a party tonight."

"Oh, a party, huh? Well, let's go. I want to see what sort of person dares to pester my woman," Lin Chen said with a cold smile.

"You, well, okay, let's go together tonight. This guy is a young master of a huge Chinese financial group, they donate a lot to Kunlun every year, so don't go too far, okay?" Zhao Xiaowen said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I specialize in swatting flies, mission will be accomplished," Lin Chen said with a smile.

The two hopped into a taxi and headed straight for the Bihaicheng Hotel, which was the first high-end seven-star hotel in Capital City. Only the rich or noble could afford to host parties there, you wouldn't be able to pull it off with less than tens of millions.

They had just gotten out of the taxi when a young man dressed in international brand-name suiting hastily walked over.

"Xiaowen, you're finally here, I've missed you so much," he said, as the young man attempted to give Zhao Xiaowen an intimate hug.

However, Zhao Xiaowen swiftly stepped aside, dodging him, causing a slight change in the young man's expression.

At this awkward moment, Zhao Xiaowen said, "Senior Brother Qiu Ming, let me introduce you. This is my friend, Lin Chen."

"Lin Chen?" Qiu Ming's face turned instantly unsightly at the sight of Zhao Xiaowen's arm linked with Lin Chen's.

In his heart, Zhao Xiaowen had always been his woman, and he had never even considered Bai Ling a rival.

But at Kunlun, Zhao Xiaowen was cold towards him and even colder towards Bai Ling, which balanced things out in his mind and made him believe he still had a chance.

Yet now, Zhao Xiaowen was actually locking arms with this guy. What did that mean?

He had been pursuing Zhao Xiaowen for nearly three years. He hadn't even touched her arm, let alone anything else, and this kid—what was he?

Qiu Ming gave Lin Chen a cold look: "You're Lin Chen, huh? Not bad, I heard you took down eight experts from the Heavenly Alliance all by yourself. How about being my bodyguard? I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the salary."

Qiu Ming's tone was cheerful as he spoke, but there was a mocking undertone to his words.

Being his bodyguard, becoming his subordinate, it was clear that Qiu Ming thought he was above Lin Chen.

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

Lin Chen had seen too many second-generation rich kids trying to show off, so he didn't pay much attention to him.

"What, you're scared my offer isn't high enough? How about one billion a year?" Qiu Ming said triumphantly.

A billion was not a small sum; it could tempt many.

Yet Lin Chen smiled lightly, "Are you saying one billion a day? Then I might consider it."

Pff, Qiu Ming almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn, one billion a day? Why don't you just go rob a bank?"

"Since Young Master Qiu is so rich, I think one billion a day should be no problem. Since you're so sincere, then I accept," Lin Chen said with an effusive smile.

"I said one billion a year," Qiu Ming stated somewhat awkwardly.

"Ah, they say the Qiu family is the richest in China, but who would've thought the great Young Master Qiu would be so little worth. It seems rumors are just rumors," Lin Chen said with a light smile.

"Who did you say is of little worth!" Qiu Ming's face turned livid, his eyes blazing with anger as he glared at Lin Chen.