Could it be that I am the cruel villain?-Chapter 6 - Let her clean up, I will come again tomorrow!

Dizziness and blurring of vision.

Ever since Lu Luo came to the Ethereal Violet Pavilion a few months ago, Mr. Xue had been spending all his time there, allowing Jiang to grasp his whereabouts and daily routine.

Jiang had heard about the new girl "Lu Luo," but he wasn't particularly interested. He only knew she was brought in from State City and was incredibly skilled, beyond that, he knew nothing—not even what she looked like.

But judging by Mr. Xue's willingness to linger there for months, her appearance must be quite decent.

About to fall to the ground, the quick-reacting coachman dashed over in one stride from a distance of several meters.

"So fast!"

A shock went through his heart.

Jiang considered himself to be in decent physical shape, paying much attention to regular exercise, yet compared to the burly coachman, he fell short, his speed was astonishingly fast.

The strong hand of the coachman supported Mr. Xue, as his vision darkened for a good while before he regained his senses, carrying a trace of annoyance on his face.

Before he could even finish speaking, he embarrassed himself, making it seem as if his health was failing. Just as he was about to start scolding, the old madam naturally took over the conversation.

"The weather has gotten cooler recently. You should wear more clothes. It's warm in the beds of the girls at Ethereal Violet Pavilion, but it is chilly outside."

"Oh, you coachman, knowing it's cold outside and yet not bringing an extra garment for the master."

"Quick, let the master sit in the carriage for a while to warm up, so he doesn't catch a cold."

Although the tone was accusatory, the coachman merely lifted his eyelid to see the old madam winking at him, obviously to protect Mr. Xue's fragile pride. After all, being in the brothel business for decades, she was adept at observing and listening.

Being weakened by a woman to the point of having jelly legs, if word got out, it would surely become a laughingstock.

"Mm."

He nodded solemnly, showing that the coachman and the master's personalities were polar opposites.

Supporting Mr. Xue who tottered toward the carriage, and for some reason, he turned back and shouted at the old madam.

"Make sure Lu Luo is cleaned up, tomorrow I shall continue to favor her!"

Hearing this, the old madam was startled internally, thinking how he could even utter the word 'favor' when he could barely walk.

Lu Luo, a woman from State City, made this veteran brothel madam feel inferior with her skills in bed. Honestly, Mr. Xue being able to walk out at night is probably because she had instructed her to be gentler...

To show some mercy.

She wanted to earn money.

But she was genuinely afraid this frail master might die in bed.

That was her inner thought, but her lips must maintain the master's dignity, so she immediately smoothed things over.

"Oh my, what are you saying!"

"After all these days, you have favored Lu Luo so many times. After all, she's a delicate woman who cannot withstand your vigorous self tormenting her daily."

"How about this, Mr. Xue gives Lu Luo a couple of days to rest and catch her breath, so she can better welcome your favor later, don't you think?"

She nodded in satisfaction, and it was hard to tell whether he was truly naïve or just overconfident. Supported by the coachman, he staggered away.

Yet he hadn't walked a few steps when he could no longer be pulled.

Feeling hollow within.

Rather than continuing to help Mr. Xue into the carriage, he calmly said, "Master, Lady Yan has been visiting Jiang's house every day for the past half month, staying for three hours each time. It is said that the two families have begun discussing marriage arrangements and selecting an auspicious date."

"Cough cough, cough cough cough..."

Nearly choked to death.

Casually striking his hand down to clear Mr. Xue's airways, the effect was significant. He wasn't really a cultivator, just that once an Immortal had stayed a night in his home while recruiting disciples.

So he was taken up the mountain, but unfortunately, he had no affinity for immortality, and after staying half a year, he was sent down the mountain and later taken in at Xue Mansion to become Mr. Xue's personal bodyguard, and also the coachman.

"Can't you shut your damn mouth?"

A single sentence called a halt.

Just by looking at Wang Qi's expression, he knew that the guard dog his father had hired at a high price wouldn't spit out ivory; having served as his guard for several years now, only he dared to speak such words in his presence.

How frustrating, how frustrating!

Just thinking about Yan Yurou being alone with Jiang Feng, the jealousy and pain in his heart made it nearly impossible for him to breathe; just closing his eyes and imagining that scene made him feel suffocated.

Even while indulging in the pleasures of the brothel, his heart was always fixated on Yan Yurou. Before Lu Luo arrived, he would even have those brothel women wear a veil to seek pleasure with him.

What made him so obsessed and insane wasn't because Yan Yurou was extraordinarily beautiful—though he admitted Lady Yan was attractive, beauty was ultimately replaceable, and in this county, one could indeed find many stunning women.

But...

No one could replace that touch of moonlight in his heart.

"Master, there is one more thing."

"Speak, speak, hurry and speak."

He promptly sat down on the stone bench nearby, vigorously rubbing his waist, clearly in need of a three-day break.

Glancing around and noticing nothing odd, the drunkard had already been taken home, and Firework Alley was long empty; moreover, even if someone overheard this matter, it wouldn't matter.

Thus he spoke solemnly.

"News came from the State City, the Taixu Sect, which has not accepted disciples for a hundred years, has an Immortal coming down the mountain. According to the current information, it is very likely they will pass through our Qingshui County..."

He was stunned on the spot.

Not just Mr. Xue, Jiang Feng too.

"An Immortal coming down the mountain?"

In his mind, the appearance of that mysterious fairy almost instantly surfaced.

Could it be her?

"Good, good! When is that Immortal coming? When will they come down the mountain to accept disciples? My talent is better than yours, isn't it?"

Staring intently at his coachman, Mr. Xue had always been dissatisfied with this guard dog; he always felt that he was nothing but a coachman, but merely by being taken up the mountain by the Immortal for a few days to learn some tricks, he looked down on people.

Although Wang Qi was now utterly respectful toward him, that indifferent and scornful look in his eyes filled him with anger, yet he was unable to lash out. Much like how he had someone attempt to assassinate Jiang Feng three years ago.

At that time, Wang Qi had just arrived in Qingshui County, and no one knew of his existence; he nearly succeeded, even though at that time, Yan Yurou's father had noticed him, but still, he managed to exchange injury for life. Unfortunately, he eventually chose to escape the scene to preserve himself.

"He's clearly just a servant!"

Still glaring at Wang Qi, just because of this servant's momentary lapse gave Jiang Feng a chance, causing him to miss any opportunity in the subsequent three years. Finally, waiting for the village examination, but unexpectedly, this brat still manage to pick up a dog's life and come back.

"If this servant had obeyed back then and just killed that little beast with a knife, where would all this trouble come from!"

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Even though he was full of myriad dissatisfaction in his heart, he had to admit the servant's strength. If he too could become like that, being accepted as a disciple by the Immortal...

He had already begun fantasizing about going to Yan Mansion to ask for marriage.

Seeing his young master's lecherous expression, he scoffed secretly, with your talent and determination, even if the Immortal really notices you, you would just be a waste working on trivial chores outside.

Thinking of the resources the old master had invested in his idiot son made him somewhat jealous; he had been in the Xue Mansion for just three short years, and supposedly since childhood, the old master had spent the assets of three generations to buy his precious son various Spiritual Medicines and even some low-grade inferior Elixirs.

If his family background were better, if he could receive these resources, perhaps the outcome would be completely different?

"That's natural."

Seeing that the person had rested enough, Wang Qi also proactively helped the young master back to the carriage, shook the whip, and continued, "Recently, the old master has purchased some Spirit pills for you at a high price, which should arrive in Qingshui County in a few days."

"One is to improve your constitution so that you can smoothly embark on the path of cultivation."

"Second is due to the Immortal coming down the mountain to accept disciples, such an effort to bring these Spiritual Objects undoubtedly aims for you to smoothly be accepted into the Immortal Sect."

"The third is regarding Master Yan's recent trip to the State City; this may be your chance to take advantage of the opportunity to eliminate Jiang Feng..."

The voice gradually faded, becoming indistinct, but Jiang Feng didn't sneak up to listen nor did he care about the last sentence.

At this moment, only one thought occupied his mind.

"Is she the one coming down the mountain?"