A bloodbath sparked by a video

At two in the afternoon, at the Purple Jade Into Mist villa in Jinling City East District.

A luxurious Porsche slowly stopped outside the villa, and a beautiful young woman stepped out, supporting a drunken young man.

Looking at Jun Wangchen's flushed face, Zi Hanyan felt both amused and sorry for him.

At the Yang Family Martial Arts Academy's anniversary celebration, Jun Wangchen had performed so impressively that more than half the guests had toasted him, hoping to make his acquaintance. Unwilling to offend them, and unsure how to turn them down, he had accepted glass after glass.

Jun Wangchen had never been able to hold his liquor, however. After more than thirty glasses of strong spirits, he had become thoroughly drunk, dazed and unable to tell where he was going.

Zi Hanyan had intended to take him back to his dorm, but it was the weekend, and too many students were wandering around campus. Supporting a drunken student all the way to the men's dorm would inevitably draw another crowd.

After considering her options, she could only bring Jun Wangchen home first and let him return to his dorm on his own once he sobered up.

An elderly man stood in the villa's hall. His kindly face and bright, alert eyes made him look full of vigor.

When Zi Hanyan helped Jun Wangchen into the hall, the elderly man froze briefly before hurrying over. "Miss, who is this?"

"He's my friend. He drank too much at the anniversary celebration he attended with me today. Help him to my room to rest first. I'll go check on Mother." Zi Hanyan carefully handed Jun Wangchen over to Uncle Fang, then headed toward her mother's bedroom.

Uncle Fang supported Jun Wangchen, his eyes filled with astonishment.

As the daughter of Zifeng Town, the underworld boss of Jinling City East District, Zi Hanyan stood near the very top of her generation in both status and influence. The people who could become her friends and warrant her personally helping them home could be counted on one hand.

Besides, unless he had misheard, Zi Hanyan had just told him to take Jun Wangchen to her own bedroom to rest.

This was nothing short of a miracle!

Ever since Zi Hanyan had started middle school, she had rarely allowed men into her bedroom. Even her father had only entered it a handful of times.

At that thought, Uncle Fang could not help marveling.

Just who was Jun Wangchen to Zi Hanyan, for her to care about him this much?

"Water..." While Uncle Fang's thoughts raced, Jun Wangchen cracked open his bleary eyes and mumbled.

Uncle Fang paused, then quickly helped Jun Wangchen onto the sofa. "Wait a moment, young man. I'll get you some water."

He immediately fetched a glass of water.

After helping Jun Wangchen drink it, Uncle Fang supported him down a long corridor and into a room filled with a delicate fragrance and shades of pink.

He quickly settled Jun Wangchen on the bed, closed the door, and went to prepare a hangover remedy.

Shortly after Uncle Fang left, hot vapor suddenly began rising from Jun Wangchen's body, curling into the air.

As the vapor continued to rise, faint traces of alcohol fumes seeped out of him, growing steadily stronger.

Soon, the entire room reeked of alcohol. The dazed Jun Wangchen abruptly sprang upright in bed, as though someone had poured a whole bucket of hangover medicine into him.

Jun Wangchen first checked his pocket. Only after confirming that the Groundhog Phone was still there did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"I can't drink like that again. Good thing I used spiritual energy to force the alcohol out in time, or who knows how long I would've stayed drunk."

After privately warning himself, Jun Wangchen glanced around, an odd expression crossing his face.

Pink bed curtains greeted his eyes. Beneath him, elaborate, luxurious Cloud Gauze Silk spread out like rippling water, soft and gentle to the touch.

The scent of purple sandalwood drifted through the room from time to time, lending it a peaceful charm. Beside the bed stood a window whose exquisite carving and rare wood complemented the lovely scenery outside, creating an air of leisurely elegance.

Simple and natural—that was Jun Wangchen's impression of the room.

"Strange. How did I end up here?" Jun Wangchen rubbed his temples, feeling rather lost.

He vaguely remembered getting drunk at the Yang Family Martial Arts Academy. Then Zi Hanyan had made a phone call and summoned a car. He had followed her inside in a drunken haze, and finally... they seemed to have arrived at her home?

"Wait, could this be Zi Hanyan's bedroom?" Startled by the thought, Jun Wangchen scrambled out of bed and carefully inspected the bookcase.

Sure enough, the bookcase held the textbooks Zi Hanyan had used during her first three years of university.

"Holy shit, I actually got to enter the campus belle's bedroom?" After confirming that this was Zi Hanyan's room, Jun Wangchen felt both astonished and excited.

He was astonished that Zi Hanyan had let him rest in her bedroom, and excited to see the campus belle's private quarters with his own eyes.

"The lighting and colors are both so gentle. Just being in here makes you feel inexplicably comfortable. Amazing." After walking around the room a few times, Jun Wangchen grew increasingly pleased with Zi Hanyan's bedroom. All it lacked was Zi Hanyan coming over to share the bed with him.

To the right of the bed stood a pink sandalwood desk with a computer on it.

Jun Wangchen approached for a closer look and abruptly froze. "Th-this... is this a Heaven Shadow Computer?"

The Heaven Shadow Computer was specially manufactured by the Huaxia Security Bureau. It ran a hundred million times faster than an ordinary computer and could access all sorts of secret websites unavailable to ordinary people. It was reserved for powerful, high-ranking leaders.

"Master Zi really is an underworld big shot. He even managed to get his daughter a computer like this. As Zi Hanyan's good friend, surely it's fine for me to play with her computer a little?" After asking himself a few rhetorical questions, Jun Wangchen switched on the Heaven Shadow Computer with eager eyes, without waiting for his conscience to answer.

The Heaven Shadow Computer truly was the finest of its kind. No matter what software Jun Wangchen launched, it appeared within mere hundredths of a second. Its speed was staggering.

"Oh, right. Those three guys in my dorm said a new video site came out recently. Why not try opening it on this computer?" Staring at the computer, Jun Wangchen hesitated for three seconds. In the end, he failed to suppress the wicked impulse stirring within him and opened the adult video site.

The Buddha said: form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.

Today, he would indulge in a little "emptiness"!

Perhaps it was because Jun Wangchen watched porn so often, but his hands flew like lightning as he opened certain webpages, swift as a fleeing rabbit. He perfectly demonstrated one truth: any website or computer not intended for watching porn was just screwing around!

"Good heavens, this site has that many videos?" The moment he entered the website, rows of pale, bare figures left Jun Wangchen's mouth dry.

If the ladies couldn't take the world by storm, the torrents would throw it into chaos!

Jun Wangchen opened the bedroom door and glanced around. After making sure Zi Hanyan was not coming, he quickly pulled a pair of earphones from his pocket and plugged them into the computer.

Then Jun Wangchen swiftly clicked on one of the videos.

Panicking, Jun Wangchen's heart lurched. He hurriedly hit pause, deftly switched off the monitor, and unplugged his earphones. Only then did he stand up as though nothing had happened.

"Jun Wangchen?" Zi Hanyan gave him a surprised look and asked curiously, "Huh? Weren't you drunk? How come you look completely fine now?"

"Well, we martial artists have stronger constitutions, so we sober up faster," Jun Wangchen explained guiltily.

"Oh, I see." Zi Hanyan understood. That was true—martial artists were fundamentally different from ordinary people. There was nothing surprising about them sobering up quickly.

After setting the hangover soup aside, Zi Hanyan suddenly remembered something. She stared at Jun Wangchen and asked suspiciously, "By the way, I just saw you sitting at the computer. You weren't doing anything naughty, were you?"

Jun Wangchen panicked inwardly, but merely gave a dry cough as he desperately tried to cover it up. "Of course not. Someone as pure as Telunsu milk would never do anything so filthy. I just thought your computer looked really high-end, so I took a closer look."

"Really?" Zi Hanyan eyed Jun Wangchen suspiciously again, then smiled. "It is pretty high-end. Apparently, Dad went to a lot of trouble to get it. Oh, right, there are some really interesting pictures saved on it. Let me show you."

With that, Zi Hanyan walked over to the Heaven Shadow Computer and reached to turn on the monitor.

"Sure, looking at pictures on this computer must... must... Wait a minute! Don't touch the computer!" Jun Wangchen first nodded guiltily, but then seemed to remember something. His whole body jolted, and he lunged toward the Heaven Shadow Computer like lightning.

It should take Zi Hanyan about three seconds to press the monitor's power button, and I can probably reach the desk in two. That means I can definitely close...