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"Did I pay you?"

Qi Chao suddenly cut him off. The man in the V-neck froze, then nodded. A high-end puppet regulator was worth tens of millions of star coins. How could a playboy like him possibly have that kind of money?

"As long as it was paid for."

The V-necked man was still trying to figure out what Young Master Qi meant when, the next second, he saw the expensive regulator snap apart, forcibly broken into two pieces.

!!! Tens of millions just vanished like that?!

The V-necked man's eyes nearly popped out at the sight.

Meanwhile, the culprit remained utterly calm, as if he did not care how many star coins the thing he had broken was worth. He even said leisurely, "Sorry, I need to use the restroom first."

"Y-Yes, of course. Take your time." The V-necked man was still dazed and could only nod in agreement.

Elsewhere, Qi Chao had no idea how much he had just destroyed. He found a secluded corner and cautiously called out, "System, are you still there?"

[Yes.]

So the electrical static earlier had not been his imagination.

Qi Chao let out a sigh of relief and smiled. "Good thing you showed up. You have no idea how awkward it was sitting alone in that private room."

The system fell silent for a moment. Having watched the whole thing, it found it difficult to detect any embarrassment from its host.

"When that guy came over, I almost thought I'd been exposed. I didn't even dare move or say anything carelessly. It scared the hell out of me..."

Qi Chao had absolutely no self-awareness and kept chattering nonsense, determined to portray himself as a lonely, helpless little pitiful thing.

The system was a new employee of the Artisan General Bureau. On its first field assignment, it had encountered an unspeakable accident. It had already been nervous, and when it saw its host snap the regulator in half, it had briefly thought it was finished. Its host was actually a troublesome thorn in its side.

But after being hit with Qi Chao's stream of words, the system involuntarily relaxed. A real troublemaker would not be this talkative. It could still keep the situation under control!

The system coolly cut off the topic and followed the manual's handover procedure. [Would the host like to receive the original body's memories?]

Though he had been interrupted before he could finish, Qi Chao was not displeased. Instead, he nodded with interest.

[Ding—Memory transfer in progress.]

As soon as the words fell, piles of unfamiliar images flashed through Qi Chao's mind one after another. He slumped weakly against the wall, cold sweat pouring from his forehead, his lips pale as he clearly endured immense pain.

Memory transfer was not supposed to hurt. Seeing that something seemed wrong with its host, the system hurriedly flipped through the employee manual, but could not find a solution. It spun anxiously in circles nearby.

[Host, how are you? This isn't right. Why would transferring memories hurt?!]

[I've already reported it to the General Bureau. Host, where do you feel unwell?]

No one knew how long passed before the host finally calmed down. The system was delighted and hurriedly wanted to ask about his condition, but when it saw his expression, it shut its mouth.

Qi Chao had a good temper and always smiled. Although he looked fierce, he was easy to approach. This was also the main reason the cowardly system had been able to relax around him.

But Qi Chao now bore none of the carefree, grinning demeanor he had shown the system before. Though the corners of his lips were still slightly raised, he looked like an asura that had just emerged from hell, surrounded by an aura of darkness that made one tremble in fear.

The system watched, shivering, as its host left the club with murderous rage in his eyes. He skillfully piloted the aircraft, heading somewhere unknown. Judging by his posture alone, it looked as though he were going to seek out the murderer of his father.

Qi Chao did not notice that he had frightened the system. He gritted his teeth and struggled to digest the original owner's memories.

The original owner had been Blue Star's ultimate rich, handsome elite. Capable, gentle, and polite, he had been highly sought after in his circle.

But no matter how convincingly he disguised himself as a decent human being, it could not change the fact that he was a pile of rotten, stinking filth.

Leaving aside all the disgusting things he had done, this shameless bastard had actually fallen for the little puppet in his home across species lines!

On Blue Star, puppets were born from the hands of humanoid masters. Just like in fairy tales, every puppet had feelings and life. They were like spirits of heaven and earth, with hearts as pure as blank paper.

And he had disgusting thoughts about something so beautiful.

That original owner was worse than an animal!

Never mind that they were different species—the little puppet at home was exquisite, but looked like an eleven- or twelve-year-old child!

The original owner was a fucking disgusting pervert who deserved to die!!!

Qi Chao ground his teeth, wishing he could give the original owner a vicious beating.

He now understood what had happened in the private room earlier.

Puppets had unique constitutions and underdeveloped nervous systems. They could not engage in sex to begin with, but that pervert of an original owner had been obsessed with getting the puppet into bed, so naturally he had to find a solution.

The "regulator" in the private room had been his solution.

That sanctimonious hypocrite of an original owner cared immensely about his reputation. Yet in order to sleep with a puppet, he had not hesitated to expose his perverted nature.

Qi Chao tugged at the corner of his mouth, the mockery in his eyes deepening.

The system cautiously tested the waters. "Where are you going?"

"Back to the original owner's villa. To save the little puppet."

Qi Chao activated the aircraft's autopilot and looked out the window. He let out a soft breath, but the oppressive anger in his chest lingered.

The original owner had been mentally unstable, but he had not initially harbored those kinds of thoughts toward the little puppet.

At first, he had bought the puppet only to satisfy his sadistic urges. After bringing the puppet home, he frequently beat and cursed at him to vent his own brutality.

The little puppet had even been beaten badly enough to develop cracks.

And even after that, the original owner had the nerve to develop those kinds of thoughts about the puppet. Qi Chao was so furious that he laughed.

After realizing his feelings for the puppet, the original owner became even more twisted. He began worrying that the puppet would run away, so he locked him in a cage to satisfy his possessiveness, while collecting tools in preparation to claim the puppet completely.

The one fortunate thing was that the original owner's nauseating thoughts had only emerged a week ago. He probably had not expected himself to be such a pervert either, and had been trying to adjust his mindset. He had not yet had time to lay his hands on the puppet.