My Gorgeous Tenant

In the deserts of Huaxia, within a secret underground bunker, a middle-aged man spoke gravely to a young woman. "I’ve leaked the information. The other families now know his location. Protect him at all costs—no mistakes. And give him this." He handed her a metal box. "It’s time for him to grow." "Yes, Uncle. But why not bring him back to the family directly? He could inherit his duties safely. Why take such risks?" The woman frowned. "No. A man must be tempered through trials. Only then will he earn respect. His current strength is weak, and the family’s internal strife is ruthless. With his parents absent and his position unstable, he must forge his own path. We’ll retrieve him when the time is right." The man sighed, his brow furrowed. "Should we tell him the truth? Secrets might wound him," she pressed. "My Gorgeous Tenant" "No. Hardship fuels his resolve. Without pressure, he’ll never strive." "Understood. I’ll leave now." The young woman departed swiftly. Meanwhile, in the United States: An elderly man with a white beard sat on a dragon-carved throne, eyes closed, slowly rotating two metal spheres in his hand. Before him knelt an expressionless woman clad in black. "Go. Their new heir has been located. Kill him," the old man commanded, his tone eerily calm. "Yes, Grandfather." The woman licked her crimson lips, a smirk flickering across her face before she vanished. Alone, the old man’s eyes snapped open, a cold smile twisting his lips. "Arrogant fool… Soon, everything will be mine." With a sudden crunch, he crushed the metal spheres, white smoke hissing from his grip like scorched iron doused in water. In the Nation of Nyuhong, a Shrine: A masked man glared at a kimono-clad woman kneeling before him. "Hmph! That old man’s heir has finally surfaced. Xidao He—eliminate him. Crush their family, and this world will belong to Nyuhong!