My CEO Harem Cultivation System

Warning: Slight depiction of mutilation and mentions of suicide.

"There is no need to worry about that, rather I would like to introduce myself. I failed to do so earlier, Miss Bai." The plan was supposed to be simple, introduce himself as the CEO of Olympian Corp, offer a position and then keep in contact with her.

And she laughed, the mirth present in her eyes. "Right, you've been stunned when I saw you peeking at the door. What's your name again?"

Her reaction was suspicious, and yet he spoke, "I'm Li Yang—"

The wind was sharp and unforgiving, like a thin blade that went flying through his cheek—the comb crashed on the wall behind him, and the impact was enough to create a crater through solid concrete.

Blood dripped on the floor along with a weird stump.

Warmth gushed through his head and his vision darkened immediately—It should have hurt and he probably screamed. But that was to say, if he could actually hear his voice, but no sound escaped his throat.

And the woman seated in front of her dresser turned around and addressed him with a bright smile. "How much did you manage to hear while sneaking around? But is that something I should really worry about when I could remove your other ear as well, Mister Li Yang?"

His hand reached to where his ear once was, and he pressed a hand to it—an attempt to compress and stop the blood flow.

She pressed a finger in between her lips and sighed. "I usually don't have assassinations done on me, you know? Forgive me for stopping your voice, when mental attacks don't work—one needs to work on something else. Besides, it gets a little grating on my sensitive ears when men cry. It's obvious when my voice hasn't worked on you. Ahhh… it's going to get a little troublesome cleaning up your corpse, maybe I can flush you down the toilet."

To say that she was a little nuts was a kind thing to say.

Her expression shifted to a more sadistic one. A gleeful expression formed on her face. "But ah, I suppose I'll let you have a word in before I finish you off, small fry. If you give me an address, I'll at least ship your body to your employer since I'm feeling kind tonight."

The System wanted him to 'Conquer' this White Lotus?

Reattaching limbs was one thing, and yet there wasn't any time for that. The idea of fighting her at this stage was a terrible one. His bodyguard wasn't around, and so it only meant that he had one trump card. The idea of alluring her to the idea of more wealth and fame might only make her laugh at him when she was already at a pinnacle of success.

He said, "I'll get my card."

Her eyes narrowed at him, but she didn't argue with it. "Don't try to pull anything funny."

Instead, the CEO took out his wallet and picked up his ID card. He offered it to her to which she frowned upon, but the Mermaid stood up and walked over to him. She snatched the card from him and looked at it.

Her fingernail scratched the surface and elicited a small bolt of lightning. She hissed and sucked her finger. "So this card says… Shen Society registered and CEO of Olympian Corp? I have heard of that and you're not affiliated to the Supernatural Hunter's Guild?"

He took note of the information, but shook his head. "No. I have no intentions of exposing whatever you are, however—I was curious about your abilities. I only happened to be here by chance."

It would have been easier to deal with her in just the 'idol' persona she was presenting herself, but of course this would have had to happen.

She groaned and slammed the card on the table. "Well, anybody would hate unwanted visits, you should have come here with an official representative instead of sneaking around like a shady man. Pick that ear up and…" the woman reached for the water bottle she had at her dresser. "I'll try to get you healed up, but it's not my specialty alright."

It was a strange thing.

White Lotuses.

A rotten interior.

While she seemed initially defensive and out for murder, the CEO found himself resting his head on her lap. The cool sensation of water in his ear that was slowly getting healed. "I hate this—healing with water for those not of my kind is more difficult. Be glad that you have that ID with you and I happen to know someone from there."

Li Yang had his eyes closed in a somewhat relaxed position.

He didn't even bother giving her a reply.

"You're quite an indulgent man with your head resting on my lap, and I know you're not asleep… but I'll forgive this incident since I cut off your ear. Plus is usually soothing to hear my voice after all." She hummed and continued healing him.

There had been a moment when the mermaid told him she'd be cleaning up his corpse that he thought of this: 'If I die, then whatever punishment to be inflicted on the corporation and the people involved with me ends—perhaps this is better.'

The thought wasn't actually dark or grim to him.

If he wanted to consider it in a logical and realistic manner, then his own death might end things. And he doubted that any kind of intervention would occur…and more than that, he didn't want to go out that way. Or perhaps he really wanted to—but he was only holding on to the thought of future payback. A time of retribution… even while that might have been what the Heavens wanted in the first place.

"Alright, thank Neptune's beard that it's healed. Get off my lap."

Li Yang lifted his head and touched his ear. He gave the fleshy flab a small tug and was glad to find it firmly healed. He glanced at the woman in front of him, "Thank you."

"We're even." She corrected him with a wave of her fingers.

"Not quite."