HDRDTH -Chapter 95 Enduring humiliation is the only way to achieve great things

Standing outside the door was none other than the young woman from the Wild Wolf Valley Reservoir that day—the one who had been landing fish nonstop and crushing Yu Xian so hard it felt like she was grinding him into the ground: Li Yao.

But now, her appearance was completely different from her daytime image as a pure fishing enthusiast.

She wore a tight black ice-silk slip dress, with a semi-transparent black gauze coat over it. The neckline plunged low, revealing large areas of snow-white skin that shimmered under the villa’s porch lights. In her hand were two bottles of unlabelled premium red wine. Her exquisite makeup gave off a delicate, almost fragile allure.

A faint, extremely expensive “man-killing” perfume lingered in the air.

Yu Xian stood there in plastic slippers, one hand on the copper door, looking down at the woman who had humiliated him at the reservoir that day.

His freshly soup-fed, relaxed face instantly turned as dark as a pot bottom.

“How the hell did you find this place?” Yu Xian’s voice was cold enough to drop ice.

Li Yao’s heart tightened as she saw his hostile, guarded gaze.

He saw through me!

From the “ocean current resonance” warning at the reservoir, to the “start cooking oil” message—this man had already uncovered her identity as an Imperial Japanese intelligence agent! His cold attitude now was clearly mocking her pathetic seduction attempt!

But Commander Sakagoro’s deadly order echoed in her mind: even if she had to become his most insignificant toy, she had to stay by his side.

Li Yao forced out a sweet, sticky smile and leaned forward slightly, deliberately exposing her deep neckline to his view.

“Brother Yu… your theory today was so enlightening that I couldn’t sleep at all tonight,” she said softly, her voice dripping with charm and a hint of breathiness. “I brought some good wine… I wanted to ask you more about that frequency blind spot…”

As she spoke, she lifted one long, pale leg, trying to slip through the doorway.

“Stop.”

Yu Xian suddenly raised his right hand and pressed it against the doorframe, blocking her completely.

“Don’t pull this nonsense on me.”

He looked at her with utter disgust.

“Showing up at my door in the middle of the night dressed like this, talking about frequency blind spots—what, you think you can bait me with a fancy hook in the day and come mock me at night?”

Li Yao froze.

“Bait? Hook?” she thought in confusion. Is this some kind of military code? A sonar decoy array in the East Sea?

“Brother Yu, I’m not—”

“You’re not what?” Yu Xian cut her off immediately. “Don’t think I can’t see it. Your bait mixing today definitely had high-concentration silkworm powder and red worm extract! That’s cheating! Real anglers don’t use those dirty tricks!”

Li Yao was completely stunned.

A top-tier spy trained through extreme intelligence operations was now being scolded by a man in an undershirt using fishing jargon she couldn’t understand at all.

“And your perfume is way too strong!” Yu Xian snapped. “Don’t push your way in! I’ve got crucian carp soup cooking inside—if the smell mixes, can you afford to pay for it?!”

Just then, Su Wanyi walked out of the kitchen holding a rag.

“Xiao Yu, who’s outside?”

She stepped into the hallway, her eyes landing on Li Yao.

A woman’s intuition was terrifyingly sharp. Her gaze immediately shifted between Li Yao and Yu Xian.

Yu Xian felt a chill down his spine.

If his wife misunderstood this, forget soup—he might not even be allowed into the house again.

For the sake of his peaceful life, he had to cut this off immediately.

“Old Su, don’t misunderstand,” Yu Xian said quickly, pointing at Li Yao. “She’s someone who heard we have entertainment industry connections and came here to try to debut as a celebrity. Young people these days will do anything for fame—showing up like this in the middle of the night is disgraceful.”

Li Yao’s eyes widened.

Debut as a celebrity?! I’m here on a strategic intelligence mission!

Before she could respond, Yu Xian already turned and shouted into the living room.

“Chen Jie! Stop looking at those contracts! Someone here wants to debut—take her away! Don’t disturb me drinking soup with my wife!”

Manager Chen hurried over.

As a veteran talent agent, she quickly assessed Li Yao.

Face: top-tier. Figure: elite. Most importantly—those eyes carried discipline and sharpness.

Her professional instinct immediately went into overdrive.

This is no ordinary girl.

Yu Xian—someone who could crush Star Emperor Entertainment and silence the industry with a single sentence—would he randomly let a stranger into his home at night?

Impossible.

This woman was definitely not just here to “try debuting.”

Her mix of seductive charm and dangerous aura… she was clearly a professionally trained corporate spy!

And Yu Xian deliberately handed her over, mentioning “debut”—this was a signal.

He wasn’t discarding her.

He was turning her into a cash-generating asset.

“Understood!” Manager Chen adjusted her glasses sharply. “I’ll package this ‘raw jade’ properly. I won’t disappoint you!”

Yu Xian nodded in satisfaction.

“Good. Take her away. Sign whatever ten-year contract you want. Just don’t bother me.”

Bang.

The copper door closed.

Li Yao stood frozen in the night wind.

Manager Chen slapped a contract onto her chest.

“Ten-year exclusive contract. Penalty: 200 million. Revenue split: 90% company, 10% you. Sign it.”

Li Yao’s hands trembled.

A proud Imperial agent… reduced to signing a humiliating “entertainment slave contract”?

“I won’t sign…” she gritted her teeth.

“Then get lost. Don’t show up within ten kilometers of Jinshui Bay again.”

At that moment—

Li Yao remembered the commander’s order:

No matter what, stay close to him.

If she couldn’t even enter this door, the “Warm Tomb” plan would collapse completely.

For the Empire.

She closed her eyes in humiliation and signed.

Thirty minutes later, Tokyo underground intelligence center.

Sakagoro Matsufuji kicked over the coffee table.

“BAKAYAROU!!”

His eyes were bloodshot.

“He forced our top agent to sign a ten-year slave contract and become a performer?! 90–10 split?! This is the ultimate humiliation of the Empire!”

The chief expert quickly stepped forward.

“Commander, calm down. This actually proves the ‘Warm Tomb’ plan is working!”

He pointed at the analysis.

“If Yu Xian wanted to eliminate her, he could’ve handed her to the military. But he didn’t. He chose the most humiliating—but safest—method of keeping her close!”

“This proves he is still human in nature—he enjoys controlling and humiliating enemies!”

“As long as Nightingale stays as an ‘artist,’ she can freely enter his sphere of influence. That gives us access to his strategic-level secrets!”

Sakagoro Matsufuji took a deep breath.

“You’re right.”

His eyes turned cold.

“Enduring humiliation is the only way to achieve great things.”

“Tell Nightingale—act well, sing well. Even if she has to dance on China’s Spring Festival Gala stage, she must stay glued to Yu Xian. Once we obtain the infrasonic ‘nest-cultivation’ blueprint, this humiliation means nothing!”

Jiangcheng, Jinshui Bay Villa No. 1.

Yu Xian finished the last sip of crucian carp soup and let out a satisfied burp.

No scrap metal.

No crazy women.

This was the peak life he wanted after reincarnation.

He stood up, ready to go upstairs for a comfortable bath—

“Mr. Yu! Something’s happened!”

Wang Fei suddenly rushed downstairs, holding a phone mid-call, her expression extremely grim.