Chapter 12

Chapter 12: The Villain of Destiny

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[Chen Family Villa]

[ Northern Outskirts of the city, Near Xuanhu Lake ]

The Chen family villa was a symbol of traditional Chinese elegance, with its sweeping roofs and intricate woodwork. Situated in the exclusive, billion-yuan high-circle area near Xuanhu Lake, it was a place only the exceptionally wealthy could afford.

The villa featured numerous carefully manicured gardens and serene koi ponds, exuding an air of tranquility and grandeur.

Inside one of the main halls, a young man stood dressed in a golden cultivator's robe with intricate purple embroidery. His silky hair framed an exceptionally handsome face, and his eyes radiated an arrogance that seemed to encompass the whole world.

With a chiseled physique that exuded strength and confidence, he was a striking figure. He wore a pendant around his neck, a ring on his finger, and held in his hand an otherworldly phone that seemed like it didn't belong to him.

At this moment, he was engrossed in painting, his brush moving with impressive precision to capture every muscle and sinew.

His passion for the craft was evident in every stroke, as he brought the image to life with remarkable skill and enthusiasm.

He was none other than Chen Mu, the esteemed and notorious young master of the Chen family!

With another stroke, he called out, "Xiao Mei, come here and take a look."

A young woman named Xiaomei approached, her steps hesitant. Her beauty was striking, far beyond what one would expect of a mere maid.

In truth, she had not been a maid from the beginning; circumstances had forced her into this role.

She was destined to be the heroine for a certain protagonist, but fate had taken a cruel turn after his mysterious death, leading her to be captured and held captive by demon Chen Mu.

"Y-yes, young master?"

Chen Mu took a step back from the easel and motioned towards the artwork.

"How do you perceive my artistic creation? Hmm... you look skinny. Didn't I give you the delicious meat of your fiancé? Seems you haven't eaten it... anyway, look here," he said, his voice carrying a subtle threat as his left hand extended towards her face.

Xiaomei quivered as he brushed a strand of hair away from her face, trembling with apprehension at his touch.

Xiaomei stared at the painting, her heart racing constantly. She had never been skilled in understanding art, and on top of that, this man had killed her future husband and fed his remains to her.

In a way, this man had made her life a living hell, full of suffering, but she still did not have the courage to retaliate. Because no matter what she said or how much she pleaded, she was fated to be his plaything for life.

"It's… it's very nice, young master," she stammered. "A very nice… donkey..."

The room fell silent. Chen Mu's eyes darkened with anger.

"A donkey?" he repeated, his voice icy. "You think my horse looks like a donkey?"

Xiaomei realized her mistake immediately. She stepped back, trembling.

"I'm so sorry, young master. I didn't mean—"

Chen Mu's voice cut through her apology. "Silence! You insult my art and then offer worthless apologies? Do you have any idea what you've done?"

Without another word, he turned to another servant, a sturdy man named Dao Feng.

"Dao Feng, sixty lashes for this insolent maid," Chen Mu commanded. "Let her learn the price of disrespect."

The servant bowed. "As you wish, young master."

Xiaomei's eyes filled with tears as Dao Feng took her arm. "Please, young master, I beg you. I didn't mean it. Please forgive me!"

Chen Mu turned away, his voice cold. "Take her away."

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for punishing the heroine without cause. You have satisfied the evil dao. 1000 villain points will be credited to your account.]

"Tsk... only one thousand! System, how much longer until I can consume the luck of this world? I don't want to stay here forever."

[System cannot provide an exact timeframe, but it will unfold soon. Moreover, there are already a few newly emerged protagonists. The host can enhance his luck with their assistance.]

Yes! Chen Mu was the sinister villain of destiny in this lower world, an absolute nightmare for the children of luck and their allies.

Originally, he was a socially awkward individual from blue planet who one day found himself transported into this fictional world as the villain Chen Mu.

Due to his past experiences as an outcast and his deep-seated resentment towards the world, he held a grudge against society, believing that it had treated him unjustly.

In his previous life, he was unable to cause any harm due to his own weakness, but now, with the help of a system, he desired to dominate and dismantle the very foundations of the world.

Seventeen years have passed since his arrival, and at the age of 37, he has accomplished numerous feats, albeit ones that are morally reprehensible.

These include committing acts of sexual assault against over 30,000 women, engaging in the exploitation of countless underage girls, enslaving impoverished nations, instigating religious conflicts, and even orchestrating the creation of the belko-virus to claim millions of lives.

Most significantly, he has managed to gain control over half of the Chinese government and media.

All of these atrocities were made possible by his wicked mindset, the assistance of the system, and the ambitious plans of his immortal family.

This was also the reason Chen Mu wasn't lustful towards heroines; instead, he preferred to sell them to brothels to cause greater despair and earn more villain points.

At that moment, Chen Mu was deep in thought when a sudden interruption broke his concentration.

"Master, Miss Yan Rong and Warrior Zhai request an audience with you," announced a maid with a slight bow.

Chen Mu's expression remained stoic, his demeanor unruffled by the news. In his eyes, these individuals held little significance, mere pawns in his schemes. But Yan Rong was different; this mysterious witch was destined to play a crucial role in his future.

"Very well, lead the way," he replied with calm authority.

Moments later, Yan Rong and Warrior Zhai were ushered into the study hall, where Chen Mu sat behind an imposing mahogany desk. His piercing gaze fell upon them, scrutinizing their every move.

Not far away on the sofa, Yan Rong and Warrior Zhai were seated.

Here's a revised version:

Warrior Zhai, the sniper who had shot the bullet to prevent Long Aotian from escaping, used to be a man accused of raping his own mother.

However, Young Master Chen Mu, out of compassion, and a kind heart, aided in his release from prison.

This choice was also influenced by Zhai's remarkable skills as an Olympic medalist and expert in long-range weaponry.

From that point on, he carried out numerous assassinations of individuals who opposed Young Master Chen Mu, earning him the highest level of trust among Chen Mu's followers.

"Young Master Chen," Yan Rong hesitated, "we've encountered a problem. Someone alerted the police about that man, and this slave girl couldn't complete her task for you."

Yan Rong spoke with a sad and guilty tone, her eyes sparkling at the sight of her favorite man, though Chen Mu showed no interest in developing anything with her at this time.

Chen Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, his interest piqued. "A setback? Explain it, Madam Rong."

Warrior Zhai stepped forward, his posture tense. "Master Chen, our attempt to kill Long Aotian was unsuccessful. I aimed for his heart, but a sudden change in the wind's trajectory caused my shot to miss. Otherwise, I would have offered his head to Young Master."

Chen Mu's expression darkened imperceptibly. "That's expected."

Chen Mu wasn't bothered. With 17 years of experience in killing protagonists, he understood the challenges involved. If killing destiny's chosen ones were as easy as fishing in a frozen lake...he would have conquered the world long ago.

At this moment, Yan Rong stepped forward, her hand placed gently on Chen Mu's chest.

"Young Master Chen, you know how unpredictable these situations can be. But regardless, now that this little girl has failed... I can't help but wonder if you, Master, have any plans to... punish this disobedient slave girl?"

Chen Mu understood the kind of punishment she was implying. However, he didn't wish to engage in such activities with her just yet; there were other matters he needed to attend to first, and preserving her virginity was important to him. Besides, he had already enslaved her mind, so there was no rush; she couldn't betray him in this lifetime.

He leaned back in his chair, observing her carefully. "Not now, Yan Rong. Don't mention this again, or else I'll have your limbs cut off and fed to the dogs. I wonder how it feels for a beauty like you to be torn apart and eaten alive... ohh... quite pleasurable, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Yan Rong was terrified. She didn't doubt a single word from Young Master, despite some people outside the Chen family speaking ill of him, calling him brainless or moody. Only those close to him knew how terrifying he truly was.

Warrior Zhai hesitated for a moment, then spoke up.

"Master Chen, Long Aotian has been apprehended by the authorities. His arrest was successful, although the commissioner doubted the credibility of the information. Someone else also called the police, but unfortunately, I couldn't track down who it was."

Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged, though a glimmer of satisfaction flickered in his eyes. "Is that so? Good work, Warrior Zhai. I've prepared four fresh cabbages for you; eat them well."

"I thank Young Master for his consideration," Zhai Lu bowed enthusiastically. It had been days since he had savored fresh 'cabbages', and he felt the urge to defile their tender flesh.

Yan Rong, standing closer to Chen Mu now, leaned in slightly with a playful smile. "Young Master Chen, I was worried I had disappointed you. But I'm relieved to hear that Long Aotian's capture was part of the plan. What should we do with those four stupid tigers who were most likely arrested by the authorities?"

Chen Mu's gaze softened slightly as he met her eyes. "You have blossomed into such beauty, Lily. There's no need to fret; one call is enough to get them out. Wait, only four? Aren't they five?"

Yan Rong blushed faintly at the praise, her heart fluttering as Chen Mu spoke, momentarily disregarding his earlier threats. It was akin to how pets, when praised and petted by their master, would eagerly wag their tails in happiness.

At this moment, the system, which had been silent for a long time, beeped with energy and malice.

"Ding! Congratulations, host! You're diving deep into the chaotic evil path. There's a new son of destiny in town: Zhang Yuchen, Age 23, luck's at rock bottom, and future? Meh. Your luck is way better than his. Shall we kill him directly and grab his soul?"

Chen Mu fell silent for a moment, Zhang Yuchen's unsettling image flashing through his mind. A cold gleam intensified in his already icy eyes.

"Hahahaha! Ahahaha! The dog I cared for and fed well turns out to be a protagonist... Such Betrayal..."

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