The next day.

Sun Dasheng got up early. As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Li Feng hurrying toward the house opposite.

It seems Xie Moyao wasn't lying last night.

"Good morning!" Sun Dasheng called out.

Li Feng paused and looked at him. A flash of surprise crossed his face, but it was quickly masked by a smile. "Morning! Mr. Sun, do you also make it a habit to rise early?"

Sun Dasheng walked over with a smile. "I do. No matter how late I work, I usually get up early. The morning air is fresh. A few deep breaths might even add a few years to your life."

That was, of course, a joke. But Li Feng nodded solemnly in agreement.

"Mr. Sun, I've finally found a kindred spirit! I've told my classmates, friends, and relatives the same thing, but they never take me seriously. They just treat it as a joke. Little do they know, they're the real fools. Mr. Sun, wait here for just a moment."

With that, he turned and went back into his room, leaving Sun Dasheng puzzled.

What is this kid up to?

He soon found out. Li Feng emerged holding a quaint little booklet, which he carefully handed over. "Mr. Sun, I don't normally show this to people. But since you and I are kindred spirits, I wanted you to see it. Please, have a look."

Seeing his earnest expression, Sun Dasheng almost laughed out loud. The scene was oddly familiar, reminding him of the opening of a Stephen Chow movie, *Kung Fu*, where an old man tries to sell the protagonist a few martial arts manuals.

That was just a movie plot; of course, the manuals could be real there. But this is the real world. There's no such thing as some ridiculous martial arts manual.

He had guessed wrong. It wasn't a martial arts manual. The cover was inscribed with ancient seal script characters that read: "The True Secrets of Daoist Health Cultivation."

So it's just a health guide. That's plausible. In thousands of years of history, Daoist books on such methods were innumerable.

Sun Dasheng took it and flipped through it casually, but his indifferent expression suddenly turned serious.

The reason was, of course:

[Ding! You have earnestly observed "The True Secrets of Daoist Health Cultivation" and comprehended the essence of the book. You have learned "Changchun Health Cultivation Technique."]

He glanced at his system panel.

Protagonist: Sun Dasheng

Occupation: Investor

Level: 4 (10,000/100,000) [Grayed Out]

Skills:

Boxing: Complete

Pistol Shooting: Great Achievement (100/1,000)

Changchun Health Cultivation Technique: Beginner (1/100)

Talent: Longevity (120 years)

Experience: 22,940

Cash-Out Value: 229,400,000

So martial arts manuals really do exist! Beneath Sun Dasheng's calm exterior, a storm was raging in his heart. Furthermore, this skill required a full ten times more experience to level up than his other skills.

From Li Feng's perspective, the man was reading his "secret manual" as if no one else was around. He was clearly engrossed, his expression shifting from confusion to sudden enlightenment and back again.

"Alright, thank you for the book. I learned a great deal. Here, take it back."

"You're already finished?" Li Feng asked, still a bit incredulous.

"More or less," Sun Dasheng said, walking away with his hands clasped behind his back. "Oh, and by the way, the incident with your sister was a trivial matter. I never gave it a second thought, so you don't need to keep apologizing."

He knew Li Feng wouldn't have shown him the book without a reason. He was probably still trying to get on his good side because of his willful and unruly sister.

Hearing this, Li Feng smiled, his objective achieved. "Mr. Sun, you are truly an enlightened master, a man of noble character. On behalf of my younger sister, thank you for your magnanimity."

"Then I'll be on my way."

「In the West Wing.」

The moment the door opened, Li Feng burst in. The first thing he said to Xie Moyao was, "How is Wen Wen? Did she sleep well last night?"

Xie Moyao's eyes dimmed slightly. His reaction was just as she had expected, but facing the stark reality of it was still hard to accept.

"Don't worry, she slept peacefully all night. She didn't throw up or wake up to kick off her blankets."

"That's good, then I can rest easy." He picked up the little booklet and showed it off to his girlfriend. "Guess who I just ran into outside?"

"Who did you run into?" Xie Moyao asked, her expression neutral, but her heart was in her throat. The events of last night were still vivid, as if they had just happened.

"That rich guy Wen Wen offended! Hey, turns out rich people are pretty easy to fool. I used this fake book I got scammed out of tens of thousands for online, and wouldn't you know it, he took a liking to me! He even said he wouldn't pursue the matter with Wen Wen anymore. Don't you think he's a little slow in the head?"

Li Feng was incredibly pleased with himself, as if he'd done something terribly clever.

Standing before him, Xie Moyao felt a wave of desolation. Am I really going to marry this idiot?

From her perspective, the man's willingness to show goodwill was obviously thanks to her efforts the previous night. And this fool has no idea it was his girlfriend who went to 'placate' the man to resolve this issue completely. And he really thinks a tycoon can be fooled by his cheap swindler's tricks? Wake up. The rich are far more cunning than you.

Of course, she would never say these words out loud. The performance of her so-called boyfriend and fiancé only deepened her disappointment.

She zoned out, wondering if the decision she'd made last night was right or wrong.

Should I just run away with him? Elope?

But she quickly shook her head.

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