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Do I Have To Be The Villain?

'Do I Have To be The Villain?' Lei, now Zhao Laohu, couldn't help but ask himself that question on numerous occasions. Cultivation and the pursuit of Martial Arts are the only ways of getting stronger in the World he was Reincarnated in. After taking over the Young Master's body, a new life begins, completely different from the previous one. Fortunately for him, the System given to him by the Goddess allows him to grow stronger and purchase powerful techniques by expending Villain Points gained by performing evil acts. Unfortunately for him, the System shackles his growth when it comes to the traditional ways of Cultivation and training. 'Enemies are coming for me because of what this Zhao Laohu did in the past. I need to grow stronger to survive but... To do this, I must rely on the System and commit evil... Which will, in turn, give birth to more enemies aiming for my neck.' Indeed, a conundrum. And that's without even counting the Hero destined to end the Villain's life. 'Tsk. Once again, I can't help but ask myself...' Do I Have To Be The Villain? Watch a master manipulator, actor, and liar do everything in his power and use everything he can as tools, whether foes or allies, for the sake of his goal.

Adam_K47xx · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
83 Chs

Old Mistress

"Mmm... I'll go for 5 Copper Coins this time. Yeah." Zhao nodded to himself.

Nine gamblers. Fourteen onlookers.

The betting and shuffling took place.

"Smells like the middle on!"

The number of onlookers doubled, and so did Zhao's bet!

"Yes! No one has ever made 5 Copper Coins this easily! Haha!"

By the time the third turn was about to start, the number of onlookers had doubled again. Not only that, but twenty people had entered the gamble.

"I'll bet a Bronze Coin. This is my lucky day!"

His Bronze Coin became two. Two became four.

People swarmed! Everyone wanted to play!

But there was one problem.

"I'll bet these four, hehe! Let's get rich tonight!"

Zhao was the only one with a 4-win streak.

The performer was also starting to feel the pressure.

"Well, newcomers..."

The newcomers did not care to bet on one of the cups.

Nor did anyone.