Within just a couple of days, Shen Mufan saw the latest trending topic on the forum—Green Fairy had been kicked out of Cold Edge by Long Eyes, and everyone was celebrating with fireworks!
Feeling a bit intrigued, Shen Mufan clicked in to read the details. Thanks to the players’ gossip, he quickly pieced together the whole story behind the incident.
Heartbroken, Yaoyao hadn’t logged in much these past few days. It was her devoted partner, One Sword Cold Light, who took it upon himself to deal with Green Fairy, the one who had hurt his boyfriend. Of course, One Sword Cold Light didn’t do much—just expelled Green Fairy from Cold Edge and, when she started hurling insults at Cold Edge’s players, himself, and Yaoyao, made sure she ended up dead a few times.
But Green Fairy’s misfortune didn’t end there.
Green Fairy was always a troublemaker—stubborn, unreasonable, and fond of stirring up drama. Aside from a few like-minded players, she had no real friends, but enemies? Countless. Even those few like-minded friends, now that she’d been kicked out of Cold Edge and lost her usefulness, had pretty much cut ties with her. In short, Green Fairy was now utterly alone.
Recently, thanks to the relentless targeting by Xie Jinghong, Shen Mufan, and One Sword Cold Light, Green Fairy had lost levels and equipment, suffering miserably. Now, with a horde of enemies hunting her down, her fate was predictably bleak.
Later, One Sword Cold Light threw a grand fireworks display for Yaoyao, hoping to cheer him up, which only further cemented their presence in the game.
With these two making such waves, it was inevitable that Wuxin Zui would be dragged into the discussion. Surprisingly, Wuxin Zui had found a new boyfriend—Yun Feilai, the Shaolin monk from [Returning Clouds Pavilion], the second-largest guild in [Heroes’ Journey]. The two had even officially registered at the Matchmaker’s Temple. Wuxin Zui had left [Cold Edge] and joined [Returning Clouds Pavilion].
Not only that, but as a goddess in [Cold Edge], Wuxin Zui had many followers, who also left [Cold Edge] for [Returning Clouds Pavilion]. This significantly narrowed the gap between the two top guilds in [Heroes’ Journey].
Honestly, this was a big deal. But after the whole One Sword Cold Light and Yaoyao incident, Wuxin Zui had kept a low profile. Combined with the upcoming Qixi Festival event and other forum gossip, things had seemed relatively calm—until now.
With One Sword Cold Light making such a grand gesture for Yaoyao, Wuxin Zui and her crew were back in the spotlight. The news of their guild switch blew up, turning the forum into a battlefield. And at the center of it all? Green Fairy, who had unwittingly become infamous.
Though she probably didn’t want this kind of fame.
Shen Mufan scrolled through the forum, amused by the flood of gossip about Green Fairy—some so old even she might not remember them. He couldn’t help but sigh.
Green Fairy was truly a woman with an *impressive* collection of scandals.
But with all this dirty laundry aired, her already shaky reputation plummeted. Climbing back up would be near impossible.
For someone as prideful and stubborn as Green Fairy—who would argue even when wrong just to win—this was worse than any punishment. And with so many enemies in [Heroes’ Journey], her in-game future looked grim.
Shen Mufan shook his head. “Well, she brought this on herself.”
“Fanfan, find something interesting?” Xie Jinghong set a plate of freshly cut fruit on the coffee table and slid onto the couch beside him.
That’s right—the two were now lounging in Xie Jinghong’s living room, watching TV, feeding each other snacks, and generally being disgustingly sweet.
Shen Mufan took a bite of apple and showed Xie Jinghong the forum post. After reading it, Xie Jinghong smirked, remembering exactly who Green Fairy was.
Handing the phone back, Xie Jinghong leaned in as they chatted about the upcoming Qixi Festival event.
“With all this hype, it’s going to be huge. But the cost must be insane,” Shen Mufan mused. Once afraid of crowds, he now felt braver with Xie Jinghong by his side.
As a former heir who’d handled company affairs, Shen Mufan could easily estimate the expenses. The massive promotional campaign alone would cost a fortune, not to mention the top-tier prizes—both in quality and quantity.
Add it all up, and the final number was staggering.
Xie Jinghong shrugged. “It’s a big investment, but worth it.” As the company’s CEO, he didn’t directly manage [Heroes’ Journey], but getting insider info was no issue.
Seeing Shen Mufan’s curiosity, Xie Jinghong explained in detail.
“The real focus is the prizes. Most are products from our subsidiaries—new snacks, daily essentials like tissues and toiletries, cosmetics, clothes, even upcoming electronics like TVs and robot vacuums. This event doubles as a product launch.”
“One big campaign promoting multiple items actually cuts costs. And if the new products take off, the profits will far outweigh the expenses. In the end, we still win.”
“…………”
After finishing, Xie Jinghong took a sip of water. Normally, such details wouldn’t be shared outside the company, but with the event imminent, secrecy was pointless.
Besides, to Xie Jinghong, Shen Mufan wasn’t an outsider—he was *family*. The boss’s husband had every right to know.
Shen Mufan wasn’t just smart—he was sharp, as past events had proven. Xie Jinghong’s thorough explanation wasn’t due to distrust but simply because he *wanted* to share everything with him.
And Shen Mufan loved it. Xie Jinghong’s voice alone was a pleasure to listen to.
While these two enjoyed their cozy chat, the mood elsewhere was far less pleasant.
Yaoyao—real name Rong Jiang—sat flushed with anger, arguing fiercely over the phone. “He Maozhe, don’t push your luck! Remember, we’re partners, not master and servant!”
He Maozhe, the schemer behind Yaoyao and One Sword Cold Light’s drama, sneered. “Rong Jiang, don’t forget—without me, you’re nothing.”
“*He Maozhe*—” Rong Jiang seethed, fists clenched.
He Maozhe cut him off. “You’re not Rong Haisheng—the beloved illegitimate son born of love. You’re just one of many forgotten bastards. Without me, you’ll get *nothing* from that man. Remember that.”
“I can give you everything—or take it all away. So watch your tone.”
Rong Jiang’s eyes burned. “Fine. *Fine.* You win this round, He Maozhe.”
He slammed the phone down, hurling it onto the couch. On the other end, He Maozhe smirked, savoring his victory.
Rong Jiang’s submission was expected. He Maozhe *lived* for this—controlling others, dictating their every move. And right now, it felt *perfect.*
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