Binhai is a bustling, international metropolis known for one thing: exorbitant real estate prices. Owning a decent home here signifies that one is far from ordinary. Possessing a luxurious seaside mansion in Binhai unequivocally marks one as a millionaire.

Spring River Garden, the most opulent seaside residence in Binhai, boasts villas by the sea. Within one of these villas, decorated in pure white European style, a long, slender figure reclined lazily on a spacious bed near the skylight. Clad in all white, the figure exuded a sense of casual elegance. Long bangs obscured one eye, while the other glimmered with an enigmatic light.

To an uninformed observer, the owner of this villa might seem otherworldly. However, the thoughts occupying the mind of this eerie young man were incongruously mundane. He was fantasizing about his supposed cohabitation with a beautiful woman, imagining all sorts of exciting and alluring scenarios.

Lost in his reverie, Jun Haotian failed to notice a small, entirely white creature approaching his hand. Its delicate teeth nibbled at his finger. The tiny creature, with a round, adorable face and large eyes that seemed almost sentient, looked up at Jun Haotian.

The creature, about the size of a teacup dog, hopped around, its snowy fur flawless. Its little paws played with Jun Haotian's finger, emitting strange sounds: "Bibi-chu, wa-chu," as if trying to attract his attention.

Yet, the amorous master remained absorbed in his happy thoughts, paying it no mind. Frustrated, the little creature jumped onto Jun Haotian's chest, stood briefly on its hind legs, and waved its front paws in a very human-like manner, pouting as if protesting.

Jun Haotian laughed heartily and extended his arm. The creature leapt onto it excitedly, licking and rolling affectionately on his arm. "Bibi-chu, bibi-chu!"

Amused by its antics, Jun Haotian teased it with his other hand, saying softly, "Qiuqiu, we're moving soon. Are you excited to live with a beautiful lady?"

The little creature, Qiuqiu, seemed to understand his words, its blue-tinted eyes filled with confusion. It placed its tiny paw on its head and made a whining sound, appearing reluctant.

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Jun Haotian tapped Qiuqiu's nose, laughing, "Little thing, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. It's like playing music to a cow!"

Annoyed by his words, Qiuqiu turned away, sulking. Jun Haotian quickly placated it, "Don't be mad, little one. If you throw a tantrum, I'll cut off your food supply!"

This was Jun Haotian's trump card. Immediately, Qiuqiu turned back, nuzzling his arm affectionately and whimpering pitiably.

Jun Haotian had never quite figured out what kind of creature Qiuqiu was. Entirely white and highly intelligent, it resembled no ordinary pet. It seemed more like a little spirit. Since meeting it in the forbidden Snow Jade Forest of the Jun family at the age of ten, it had never left his side. Despite the years that had passed, its size remained unchanged. Remarkably, it fed on the flowers of the Snow Jade Tree, which Jun Haotian discovered it eating when they first met.

Comfortably sprawled on Jun Haotian's arm, Qiuqiu enjoyed having its fur groomed. Bathed in golden sunlight, the scene of man and beast was especially harmonious.

Suddenly, Qiuqiu sprang up, its body tense and emitting a strange growl, though not loud, it was quite intimidating. Jun Haotian, initially surprised, exclaimed, "Is that a tiger's roar? Qiuqiu, could you be a teacup tiger?"

Jun Haotian laughed at his own joke, "That's hilarious!"

As Jun Haotian ignored Qiuqiu's alertness, it grew anxious, climbing onto his head and pawing at him frantically. Puzzled by Qiuqiu's unusual behavior, Jun Haotian soon had reason to understand.

Three identical figures suddenly stood by his bed, prompting Qiuqiu to growl menacingly, its tiger-like roar asserting its claim over its territory.

The three figures, curious about Qiuqiu, spoke in unison, "What a cute little creature!"

Jun Haotian, with a mischievous smile still playing on his lips, calmly held a silver carving knife and a piece of redwood, adopting a cold and silent demeanor. Without looking up, he asked, "Who are you?"

"It's said that the young master of the Jun family is a waste, obsessed with carving but without any meridians. Seems it's true!" they said in unison again.

Their words struck a nerve. Jun Haotian's enigmatic smile twitched slightly, but he remained still, adhering to the psychological tactics taught by old man Yun: do not move unless the enemy does. One strike, when least expected, could be deadly.

"Didn't expect this waste to have such patience. Aren't you curious why we're here?"

"You'll tell me," Jun Haotian replied with a nonchalant smile.

"Return to the capital and annul the engagement! Immediately, right now!"

Jun Haotian's eyes narrowed, "Did Xiao Xue send you?"

"Shut up! You are not worthy of uttering our lady's name. You've brought disgrace to the Lan family! You have two options: annul the engagement or die."

As the word "die" left their lips, a silver carving knife flew from Jun Haotian's wrist.

"Trivial skill!" the three sneered simultaneously.

Underestimating Jun Haotian came at a cost, as they were about to find out.