My Identity as a God of War Was Exposed by a Hundred-Yuan Meal

The peerless God of Slaughter, Lin Ye, returned to the city seeking nothing but peace. Armed with an ugly photo of a 200-pound woman, he went to call off the childhood engagement arranged by the old man years ago.

While he was at it, he landed a security job at the Su Group, where beautiful women were everywhere, with meals and lodging included.

Who could have guessed that on his very first day at work, the stunning, ice-cold CEO would be drugged and throw herself straight into his arms?

Lin Ye slapped the top assassin waiting outside flying, then turned around and pushed the breathtaking CEO away in disdain. “Lady, would you mind taking your hands off me? And you ruined my Taoist robe, so pay me a hundred yuan for my meals first!”

CEO Su Wanqing laughed in exasperation. “A hundred yuan? I’ll give you a hundred billion. You’re not calling off this marriage today, even if it kills you!”

Not long afterward, all the major powers in Jiangcheng were in turmoil. “What kind of security guard can kick a heavy armored vehicle to pieces? And you call this guy a kept man?!”