Awei's Eighteen Styles, No Discounts!

After hearing Uncle Wang's reply, Su Bai could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and immediately dashed back to his room...

Bang!

After tightly shutting and locking the door, Su Bai immediately opened the system and took out the previously rewarded [Supreme Ginseng Health Pill]. In the blink of an eye, a round little pill with a glossy jet-black sheen appeared before him.

Gulp!

Staring at this peerless treasure that countless people dreamed of obtaining, a miraculous pill capable of restoring him to health, Su Bai could not stop himself from swallowing.

Then a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed it. As expected of something produced by the system—it melted the moment it entered his mouth...

"Eh, why is there no reaction?"

After swallowing it whole, Su Bai looked blankly at his hands and carefully sensed his surroundings, only to find that everything felt exactly the same as usual. He could not help but grow suspicious.

Just as he began wondering whether this damn system had sold him fake Indian aphrodisiac oil, a warm current suddenly erupted from his chest and rapidly spread through his internal organs and limbs. Then, an unprecedented vitality surged up from his dantian, roaring like dragons and tigers as it shot straight to the crown of his head...

This feels amazing!

That long-lost sense of fullness immediately brought Su Bai back to the feeling of being vigorous and full of life in his previous life. At the same time, he unexpectedly discovered that the slightly scrawny muscles hidden beneath his clothes had now become as normal as anyone else's.

This additional change instantly delighted Su Bai. He immediately rushed into the bathroom, wanting to take a closer look.

The moment he entered, he saw the healthy rosy complexion in the mirror, along with incomparably smooth skin. There was no trace of his former pale, depleted appearance.

"Holy shit, who is this handsome guy?!"

Su Bai was instantly startled. He subconsciously touched his face and could not stop himself from exclaiming. Though his features were still the same, his entire aura had undergone a complete transformation. His former frivolous, unruly image had vanished without a trace.

Just standing there gave off an unhurried, composed air—the very picture of a mature man overflowing with charm and confidence from some domineering CEO novel!

No joke, I'm seriously handsome!

Su Bai could not help throwing up his arms and shouting. Then he bared his pearly white teeth at the mirror and gave it a wicked grin, indulging in a little self-admiration.

After calming down from his excitement, Su Bai remembered that he still had other rewards to claim. He immediately shouted excitedly at the system, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! The all-purpose combat skill, Awei's Eighteen Styles!"

Handsome and with a bit of fighting ability—if this were an ordinary novel, even as the villain, he could probably survive a few more chapters.

[Understood!]

As the system's cold prompt sounded, a blazing, righteous inner force burst forth from his dantian. At that same moment, every muscle in his body became firmer and more powerful...

Then, a faint stabbing pain arose in his brain. A string of memories suddenly flooded his mind, and his body began moving on its own.

His movements were as swift as the wind.

With a thunderous shout, Su Bai thrust out his hand, palm forward, and slammed it into the air. The instant his palm strike landed, the chair in front of him shattered into pieces.

Immediately afterward, Su Bai leaped up, channeling all the strength in his body into his lower half. His legs curled beneath him as he suddenly accelerated, plummeting toward the bed.

With a loud bang, the solid bed crashed straight onto the floor. If that had landed on someone, a single strike would have been enough to break the ribs in their chest.

Young man, have you ever seen a palm technique falling from the sky?!

After displaying all eighteen styles of Awei's Eighteen Styles one by one, Su Bai had completely mastered them, becoming exceptionally proficient. He stood in place, brimming with excitement, looking at the room that was a total mess as though it had been ransacked, then at his own hands.

Holy shit!

Xiao Fan, that protagonist from the broken-engagement genre—let's go one-on-one right now. If this young master doesn't beat the shit out of you, then my name isn't Su Bai!

Meanwhile, inside the villa, strange noises kept coming from Young Master Su Bai's room. The servants of the Su Household looked at one another, unsure of what was happening. Yet because of Su Bai's former temper, none of them dared to go over and investigate.

Young Master, please don't cause any trouble!

If they saw Su Bai's room in its current state, their jaws would probably drop!

At this moment, after all that exercise, Su Bai noticed that he was a little sweaty and sticky. He immediately rushed into the bathroom to wash up, though he did not forget to ask about his big toy.

"System, when will the one-of-a-kind Lamborghini Veneno arrive? I can barely wait to take it out for a spin."

With his current physical condition, wouldn't breaking three hundred kilometers per hour be effortless? He could crush those so-called professional racers...

[Please rest assured, Host. The car is on its way and is expected to arrive at your garage in one hour.]

Although it was a cold prompt, it gave off a dependable feeling. Su Bai immediately gave a thumbs-up, then quickly took a shower. After changing into fresh clothes and feeling completely refreshed, a series of knocks sounded at the door...

"Young Master, the information you requested has been organized!" Uncle Wang's calm voice rang out. Su Bai raised an eyebrow upon hearing it. As expected of Suzhou's top power—their efficiency was truly impressive!

"Coming!" he shouted before leisurely walking over and opening the door.

The instant the door opened, Uncle Wang instinctively craned his head inside and quickly surveyed the room. When he saw the mess covering the floor, even he, who had always remained calm and unruffled, could not help but look bewildered.

What happened to Young Master?

What kind of madness was this?!

The loud noises from earlier, coupled with this complete mess, made even this butler, who was usually not one for gossip, unable to suppress his curiosity.

"Uncle Wang, what are you looking at?" A trace of confusion flashed across Su Bai's face as he took the documents and noticed Uncle Wang's little movement.

"Nothing! Nothing! Uh..." Uncle Wang immediately waved his hand. Naturally, he was too embarrassed to say it outright. But when he looked up at Young Master, he froze on the spot and exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master, have you been working out lately? You seem to have become... even more handsome!"

At that moment, Uncle Wang felt that Young Master seemed like an entirely different person. The former effeminate air was gone, replaced by a masculine vigor.

He seemed more composed as a whole!

"Hahahaha, Uncle Wang, you really know how to talk!" Su Bai could not stop laughing. At the same time, he relaxed. It seemed that, in other people's eyes, there was a perfectly natural explanation for his sudden changes.

"Oh, right, Uncle Wang, find someone to renovate my room tomorrow." Su Bai then glanced back at the room that had suffered so much abuse and gave the order softly.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Uncle Wang immediately nodded and quickly withdrew. Su Bai slowly closed the door as the easygoing look on his face suddenly vanished. His gaze turned deep and solemn as he looked at the documents in his hand.

He had not forgotten Xiao Fan's protagonist halo. After the broken engagement, Xiao Fan's abilities would soar, and that was precisely what Su Bai needed to guard against...