The CEO Who Cultivates

[ 27,000 Charm Points have been invested into unlocking Qi Condensation Level 13! ]

[ You Have Begun Foundation Establishment! ]

Night. The perfect time for crime. And Anna Song, a rich young heiress, was the "star" of the show — if anyone could call being surrounded by a group of masked men that. Yang Li closed the notification screen and walked through the garden, the sound of dead leaves crunching underneath his shoes. The cold wind caressed his face, and he idly wondered what time it was now—he checked his watch and found that it was already past midnight. Instead of staying at his home, he was instead forced here. It had been a social gathering for the rich and the famous, but in the span of a few hours, everything had changed.

It was a wonder why the woman had gone out of the party in the first place when the air was cold—but the predators had already come out to take advantage of this situation. And yet in a similar way, he was also targeting her.

[ Main Quest: Seduce The Rich Young Heiress Anna Song ]

[ Difficulty Level: Unknown ]

[ Status: Ongoing ]

[ Summary: Harem Cultivation is the method of gaining power through conquering beauties and adding them to your 'harem'. Your current target is 'Anna Song' from the prestigious Song Family. ]

[ Time Remaining: 15 Days ]

[ Success: 100,000 Charm Points ]

[ Failure: Collapse of Your Company ]

The 'Failure' portion made him grind his teeth, even as he approached the besieged young woman. Evidently, the men were so preoccupied that they didn't even notice his presence.

But that was fine.

"What are you guys doing here?" He asked and watched a few of them recoil in surprise.

A couple of the men gazed back at him and there was some wariness on their faces—they were caught right in the act. If he wasn't here, he could only wonder how the situation might have developed further. However, the sheer numbers on their side made it such that his presence meant nothing to them. One of the masked men gave him a look and a shrug. "We were just talking to Miss Anna. There's nothing wrong with it if you ask me, old man."

He ignored the comment—the young man who spoke it right now looked like someone in his early 20s or even younger. It was a shame that they were bothering the lady.

"And it's really none of your business." Another one spoke up as well with a sneer, a statement followed up by murmurs of agreement. Somehow, despite the distance between him and the circle, the retch of alcohol was overpowering, as if he was right beside them. Some were probably under the influence of illegal substances right now.

This was a pain.

This shouldn't have been his business, but his life had taken a turn for the unbelievable. His current circumstances dictated that he couldn't ignore the scene before him. He instead raised a brow at them. "She doesn't look comfortable to me."

"Of course not! She's just shy!" One of the men tried draping an arm across her shoulder. Anna Song quickly moved away with a look of disgust but she was still trapped in the circle of men.

Yang Li hoped to resolve this situation without getting physical. If such an event like this were to get reported—it would be quite bad for all of them. Indeed, the image of an online article with the title: 'CEO of Olympian Corp Gets Into A Fight' was ingrained in the back of his mind. Such an event would make the investors would no doubt lose their trust in him.

And so he continued, "It doesn't look that way to me. How about you let her go and talk to her when you're sober?"

"We don't need you lecturing us!" Another one of them shouted. "Just because you're some CEO doesn't mean you're a hotshot here. Do you know who we are?"

"No, and I don't really care." He quipped and watched the expression on their faces turn hostile. That… was something he probably shouldn't have said.

"That's it! I'll punch your face and teach you a lesson about respect." One of the bigger men swaggered over, the veins in his temple throbbing. "We warned you, old man. And now you're going to pay the bloody price!"

"If this enters the news…"

"My father owns a media company, you should be more worried about yourself!" Another one of the men spoke up, but his ugly mug looked somewhat familiar this time. Yang Li cast around for a few seconds, trying to think of his name, but this wasn't really a good time for that.

It would have been nice if he had his bodyguard right now—there were actually ten young men now. But it was also too tedious to keep relying on them when he had actually started becoming a 'cultivator.' With the pace of things, sooner or later, he would become stronger than his own hired guards. Yang Li loosened his tie and watched his opponent. The stench of alcohol was now in his face and it was terrible—and the alcohol wasn't even the good kind. "You can still turn back. Just let Miss Song go."

His words only struck a nerve with the guy. "Not a chance!" The young man threw a fist at him and Yang Li dodged from it with ease. It wasn't only because he was a cultivator but because their movements were too obvious—a punch suddenly landed across Yang Li's face as he drew back for a moment and saw another man join them.

Unlike some of the movies and novels where a mob of fighters would fight the hero one at a time, this wasn't that kind of scenario. They were at least good enough to capitalize that they had the number advantage.

Yang Li felt one of his eyes twitch.

And so the real fight began.