The mobile reading version: The beautiful manager was rushed to the ambulance, and Qin Feng, injured on his leg, was also pulled aboard. "About accounting—what are you accounting for?" she said, a bit exasperated, as if expecting more from him. "Right now, you should be thinking about how to respond to the next wave of attacks from the Shengmen. And you've even dragged me into your mess. I'm completely innocent, aren't I? You've got to make sure my safety is secured." "Innocent?" He blinked, stunned—she'd already been setting off bombs in his office, firing at him over a dozen times. What could she possibly be innocent of? The young manager lost her confidence, lowering her eyes. Qin, the young magnate, said with irritation, "You blew up an entire floor—equipment, interior finishes, and all the resulting losses. That should amount to at least seven to eight million, right?" "You underestimated it," the manager replied, clearly determined to drive him crazy. "I'd say it's at least ten to one hundred and twenty million." "Alright, one hundred and twenty million it is!" Qin remained unfazed. "Your salary is twelve thousand a month, plus bonuses, benefits, and annual incentives—let's say that comes to twenty thousand a year." That is, you'd have to go without eating or drinking for sixty years, working for me completely free, just to settle the debt! This time, it was the beautiful manager who blinked in surprise: "Sixty years for nothing? What on earth are you dreaming of? I'm going to file a complaint with the Labor Bureau!" "Fine," he said, still holding the leverage in his hand. "Then I'll go to the police and claim the bomb was planted by you." The beautiful manager immediately deflated: "Mr. Qin, let's have a good conversation—don't jump straight to the Labor Bureau or the Police Bureau. But to ask me to work for you for sixty years without any compensation? That truly is unreasonable." Qin Feng wasn't someone who didn't reason well. "It is indeed a bit unreasonable," he admitted. "Alright, I'll make concessions. Just help me eliminate the obstacle at the birth gate—how about six million? Then your debt will be reduced to six million. And if you're willing to help me have a son, that's two million; a daughter, three million; twins, six million. How about that? A debt of one hundred and twenty million can be settled in just two moves—what "What do you mean, you don't want to die!" Luoman nearly jumped out of his bed. If he hadn't been outmatched, he would have already turned into a pig-headed man. Qin, the young lord, said with innocent air, "Where else would you find such a wonderful creditor who also gives you advice? I told you, Manman, you've always insisted on having serious conversations..." "What do you call me?" Luoman couldn't take it anymore and sat up from the bed. "Manman, of course—better than 'Little Romance,' right? Don't you like it? Well, then, from now on, I'll just call you 'Little Romance.' I've gone absolutely beyond the limits of shame. "You..." Luoman was ready to die. Especially when he thought about having to serve such a creditor every day, and even having to give him twins... Pfft, who in their right mind would ever give birth to children for someone like that! She angrily lay back down, facing away from him, silent. Qin poked at her a few times, realizing she was truly upset, and changed the subject. "By the way, Little Romance, what exactly is your relationship with Wu Dong From the assassination outside the city last time, I could tell there was a rift between you two. How come, just as I finished killing him, you suddenly wanted to kill me too?" Román remained silent. Unwilling to press further, he finally revealed the truth: "Wu Dong—that fool—was used as a lure by your lord, Li, to draw me in. He only realized it when he was dying. Well, if you're willing to listen, I won't force you. As long as you treat me as one of your own moving forward, that's all." Suddenly, Román turned to face her. "Are you telling me the truth?" He went on to recount the entire incident in detail. Before leaving the scene of the ambush, he had paused to take one last look at Wu Dong, who by then was barely breathing out—his final words being: "Your lord is truly ruthless." Upon hearing this, Román's large eyes filled with righteous anger. It was clear that Li had first used Wu Dong as a pawn, and then turned on her as well. "Indeed!" she exclaimed, striking a fist into the wall, her teeth clenched. "Since your lord has shown such unkindness, then I Qin Feng, don't worry—starting now, we're truly on the same side. I'll help you uproot the Shengmen from the ground and personally put the Lei elder to death." Qin, the young lord, smiled warmly: "That sounds great. With us two working together, Shengmen will surely collapse. By the way, what's your relationship with Wu Dong exactly?" The beautiful manager raised an eyebrow: "Do you really want to know?" "Of course," he replied, "though I'm not one to dwell on gossip, I'm genuinely interested in you, hey!" He flashed his signature mischievous smile. Romance gave a look of "as you wished" and began to tell the story. It turned out that Romance and Wu Dong had known each other for a long time. When Wu Dong was still in high school, he had accidentally rescued her from a group of thugs, though he himself ended up receiving a severe beating. From that day on, both of them came into the Lei elder's notice. After a series of behind-the-scenes evaluations, Shengmen began systematically training them. Roman is five years younger than Wu Dong, yet his talent is far superior, and his performance in all training aspects is outstanding. Six years ago, after both of them completed their training, Master Lei awarded only one spot—whichever one won would enter the gate, while the loser would have his limbs disabled and sent out. During the training, Roman, who was in the early stages of falling in love, developed feelings for Wu Dong. Wu Dong, in turn, deeply admired the beautiful, five-year-younger girl. Had it not been for the strict rules, they would have long since become a couple. Wu Dong fully recognized his own shortcomings compared to Roman and, in order to secure the single spot, used Roman's affection against him, employing underhanded tactics to achieve success. Yet Roman was not disabled or sent out—he entered the gate alongside Wu Dong and earned the title of "Shura." This outcome completely severed the bond between the two, who had once deeply admired each other. Roman spared Wu Dong's life not only because he genuinely cared for him, but also because Wu Dong had saved his life once. However, their areas of focus differed, and with their eventual split, there had been no overlap for the past six years.