Move Aside, Little Brother, Let Your Big Sister Handle This

I, Gongsun Xiaodao, got bound to a very shady System.

It won't let me cultivate immortality or train in martial arts. It only forces me to become a professional contrarian.

Win an argument with the boss, and I get [Silver Tongue];

make a passerby cry with an argument, and I unlock [Sophistry].

Thanks to this busted System, I can just about support my beautiful younger brother, whose tongue is as poisonous as a scorpion's sting.

Then, at an assessment, I argued a million-yuan superpower detector into smoking, and the "Order Bureau" marked me as its highest-priority subject for observation.

My personal handler is the bureau's notorious living King of Hell, a man everyone fears.

He corners me against the wall, his voice ominous. "Your file is completely blank, and your ability can't be classified. What exactly are your intentions in approaching the Order Bureau?"

I look up at him with the professional smile of a born contrarian.

"Sir, have you ever considered that maybe I just want to argue that your lousy hiring process is unreasonable?"

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(When a wild girl who can argue about anything meets a stern officer who lives by order...)