「I heard someone was gonna make sure I have no place to stand in Magic City?」
Sun Qian wore a playful smirk, the drunken beauty slung casually over his arm. His demeanor was that of a reckless, carefree rogue, and he didn't spare so much as a glance for the stunned faces filling the room.
His eyes lingered on Zhao Kun for a split second, then flicked sideways to Li Yang, who was still sipping his wine. The look he gave was loaded with unspoken meaning.
Sure enough, this little bastard from the Li family was here too.
Which meant he'd been the mastermind pulling the strings behind that first assassination attempt.
Perfect. Tonight, he'd teach this little prick a lesson he'd never forget.
He wanted to hide in the shadows and stay clean? Sun Qian would drag him kicking and screaming into the light of day.
Meanwhile, Sun Zhong—his protector from the front seat—stepped out of the car silently and fell in behind him, a silent, imposing shadow. His job was to keep this "little ancestor" safe; the rest was none of his concern.
...
SPLAT!
One moment, Li Yang had been sipping his wine with the refined poise of a man watching a comedy show. The next, the million-yuan bottle of Romanee-Conti he'd been swirling in his mouth sprayed out in a fine mist the second he laid eyes on Sun Qian.
Panic flashed across his face, his eyes widening with disbelief. His hand trembled so violently, he could barely hold onto his wine glass.
Damn it!
What the hell was Sun Qian doing here?!
According to their plan—and everything they knew about Sun Qian's character—he should've picked up Liu Yue by now and taken her off to have his way with her.
He was supposed to be far away, not crashing this "banquet" like a wrecking ball!
This wasn't part of the plan!
Everything was falling apart!
Li Yang wasn't the only one losing his cool.
Shit!
Zhao Kun's face went rigid the second he saw Sun Qian's face, his anger vanishing without a trace. His pupils constricted to pinpricks, and his scalp went numb—he looked like he'd seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Oh no!
How the hell had they managed to summon this "ancestor"?!
In that instant, the arrogant young master of the Zhao family deflated completely, all his swagger gone. He looked like a mouse cornered by a cat.
While the two noble scions froze in terror, the guests in attendance couldn't help but murmur among themselves.
Who the hell is this guy? Is he insane? Daring to crash Young Master Zhao's party in a car? He must have a death wish!
Wait a second—look at the woman in his arms! Isn't that Liu Yue, the Liu family's daughter? I heard Young Master Zhao's been chasing her for years!
The kid's handsome enough, but he's got no sense of self-preservation. He's done for! Crashing Zhao's party, stealing his crush right in front of him—there's gonna be bloodshed tonight!
Total country bumpkin, that's what he is. Probably ran wild back in his hometown, but he clearly doesn't know who the real bosses are in Magic City...
Many sighed, shaking their heads in pity, while others snickered, looking on with malicious glee.
But a few of the higher-status guests—along with some of the Magic City University students present—recognized Sun Qian's face the second they saw it. Their eyes went wide with horror, and one of them snapped at the murmuring crowd:
Shut your traps, you idiots! Do you have any idea who that is?! That's not someone you can gossip about!
One more word out of any of you, and you—plus your entire families—will be dead before dawn!
To him, the Zhao family and Li family—so-called "Four Great Noble Clans" of Magic City—are nothing! Absolute nothing!
That's the direct grandson of Elder Sun from the Imperial Senate! A true-born heir of a Celestial aristocratic clan!
See the man behind him? Word is, his protector is at the same cultivation level as the patriarchs of the Four Great Noble Clans!
That's a Celestial powerhouse straight from the Imperial Palace! Not someone you can even dream of judging!
Silence descended over the room like a suffocating blanket.
The moment Sun Qian's true identity sank in, the guests who'd been snickering earlier clamped their mouths shut so tight, their teeth hurt. Some of them were so terrified, they couldn't even breathe properly.
THUD!
A few guests with weaker constitutions collapsed to the floor on the spot, fainting dead away from sheer fright.
Ding. Host has altered the original simulation timeline by launching a surprise attack on the banquet and confronting the mastermind behind the first assassination attempt directly. You have terrified the crowd and displayed the intimidating aura of a top-tier villain. Reward: 1000 Villain Points.
The cold, mechanical voice of the Villain Life Simulator echoed in Sun Qian's mind.
A wider, more malicious grin tugged at the corners of his lips.
So that's how it worked. To earn Villain Points, you had to throw the rulebook out the window, act unpredictably, and stop playing by anyone's rules but your own.
Right now, he hadn't revealed his cultivation ability at all. The mastermind's forces still feared the power of the Sun family behind him—they only dared to move against him in the shadows, with assassinations.
Which meant, as long as he kept his cultivation hidden, he could run wild in Magic City without a care in the world.
And run wild he would. Tonight, he'd turn the entire city upside down, or his surname wasn't Sun!
Get over here.
With that thought, Sun Qian's grin widened. He slung Liu Yue more securely over his arm, then curled a finger at Zhao Kun, the gesture of a man summoning his dog.
Y-Young Master Sun!
Zhao Kun's face was stiff as a board, but he forced a smile and stumbled forward, his legs shaking like jelly.
There was nothing he could do. He was outmatched—outclassed in every way. His father couldn't compare, his grandfather couldn't compare.
When the other guy's family was that powerful, the only thing you could do was bow your head and play the grandson.
If only his old man and grandpa weren't so useless!
Earlier... you said you were gonna make sure I have no place to stand in Magic City?
Young Master Sun! It was a misunderstanding! A total misunderstanding! If I'd known it was you, I never would've—
CRACK!
Sun Qian backhanded him across the face so hard, Zhao Kun's head snapped to the side. A bright red handprint bloomed on his cheek instantly.
Did I ask for an explanation?
Sun Qian's gaze was cold and disdainful, not even bothering to look at him directly.
Zhao Kun's face twitched, his fists clenching tightly for a split second as rage burned in his chest. But the second Sun Zhong's eyes landed on him, a bone-chilling cold washed over him, and he froze completely, all defiance vanishing.
Sun Qian knew full well that Zhao Kun was just a scapegoat in all this. But that didn't matter—coveting Liu Yue was reason enough to die in his book.
And to gain a little "favor" from Liu Yue—the mysterious Celestial powerhouse in his arms—he didn't mind teaching this prick a lesson at all.
Ding. Fated Female Protagonist Liu Yue's favorability toward you has increased by 1. Reward: 500 Villain Points.
Sun Qian's lips curled into a knowing smirk at the system prompt. So Liu Yue hadn't been drunk at all—she'd been faking it the entire time.
It figured. Dealing with a pest like Zhao Kun every day must've been exhausting for the fated female protagonist.
In that case, for the sake of more Villain Points—and to curry favor with this mysterious Celestial for his future plans—Sun Qian had no intention of stopping.
Kick me out of Magic City? Does the Zhao family even have the balls?
CRACK!
Another slap landed on Zhao Kun's other cheek, perfectly symmetrical this time. His face turned as red as a monkey's butt, throbbing with pain.
Zhao Kun bit down on his lip so hard, he tasted blood.
N-No! We don't dare!
CRACK!
Since I came to Magic City, I haven't met a single person who dares to act more arrogant than me. You wanna be the first?
No! I don't dare!
CRACK!
You don't dare? Bullshit. I think you do. You know what? Liu Yue's mine. You thought you could lay a finger on her?