Chapter 51 – Han Li's POV
So this is how the system wants to play, huh?
I stare at the fresh smear of blood in the sink, the taste metallic and bitter on my tongue. It's not the first time. Apparently, the system has upgraded its tactics. No longer content with making every one of my plans backfire or mysteriously ensuring Jiang Wei always comes out on top—it's now aiming for my body.
Lovely.
I rinse my mouth out, spitting the crimson-streaked water down the drain. The blood swirls away like a quiet warning.
There used to be an invisible wall. A constant force that bent reality just enough to stop me. Projects would collapse, connections would dry up, and yet somehow, Jiang Wei always landed on his feet. Always blessed. Always protected.
Plot armor, they call it.
But now… it's not just resistance.
Now, I'm bleeding for it.
My grip on the porcelain sink tightens until my knuckles whiten. I know what this means. The system is retaliating. Hard.
Fine.
I'll back off—for now.
