Su Chen strolled toward his office, already seeing Qi Meng seated on the sofa through the Venetian blinds.

"Miss Qi Meng, I wasn't aware of your visit. What brings you here?" he asked, entering his office.

Qi Meng wore a long, golden-leaf embroidered dress and golden high heels; she was strikingly beautiful and elegant. Su Chen couldn't help but admire her.

"Mr. Su, you kept me waiting!" Qi Meng approached him, her body close to his, speaking in a coquettish voice.

"Haven't I arrived now?" Su Chen smiled. "If I'd known, I would have rushed over immediately." He gestured as if to embrace her.

Qi Meng recoiled, elegantly spinning away. "Mr. Su really knows how to joke!" she said, giving him a seductive look and pouting.

Su Chen chuckled. He reached out, gently taking her arm, and spun her around, ending with her nestled in his arms. Though a peak Qi Refinement cultivator, Qi Meng dared not use True Yuan, fearing Su Chen would recognize her as his would-be assassin from Jianghai. Unbeknownst to her, he already knew.

Their movements were graceful and harmonious. Su Chen looked down at her, a playful smile on his lips. Qi Meng's heart fluttered.

"Mr. Su, could you let me stand?" she asked shyly.

He leaned down and kissed her. Qi Meng was shocked; she hadn't anticipated such a move. Her instincts urged resistance, but she hesitated, fearing exposure.

After a moment, Su Chen released her. Qi Meng's face burned; she'd never been treated so boldly.

Su Chen, seemingly back to normal, sat on the sofa. "Miss Qi Meng, you didn't come just to compensate for yesterday's loss, did you? Speak plainly," he said indifferently.

This guy! Qi Meng thought indignantly. The great underworld lord is such a scoundrel!

"Mr. Su, someone wants to meet you," Qi Meng said seriously.

"Oh? Who's this big shot needing Miss Qi Meng as a messenger?" Su Chen glanced at her casually. Has Qi Meng's backer grown impatient? he mused.

"Will you meet them, Mr. Su?" Qi Meng asked, composing herself.

"No," Su Chen replied flatly.

Qi Meng was surprised by his immediate rejection. She'd expected his curiosity to win.

"Why not?"

"I'm busy."

"Don't you want to know who it is?"

"Are they beautiful? As beautiful as Miss Qi Meng?" Su Chen asked with a smile.

Qi Meng shook her head, speechless at his focus on beauty.

"If they're not beautiful, why bother? It's a waste of time," Su Chen stated matter-of-factly. He glanced at Qi Meng playfully. "If they were as beautiful—and passionate—as Miss Qi Meng, I might consider it. Otherwise, I'm busy. I'd rather play 'Fight the Landlord'!"

Qi Meng's opinion of the underworld lord solidified; he was a scoundrel! She couldn't comprehend how he'd become a legend.