Facing her questioning gaze, Luo Wei slowly spoke.
"Due to injuries from that last Black Water Town Cult case, I had to recover overseas..."
This was the official answer, as it was designed for him in the game's second playthrough.
However, Ophelia seemed uninterested in his explanation, her light blue eyes fixed intently on him without blinking.
"But why didn't you take me with you that last time?"
"It was too dangerous," Luo Wei said.
"Dangerous?"
Ophelia suddenly sat up from Luo Wei's embrace, her previously smiling face instantly becoming expressionless.
"Because it was dangerous, so you took other women instead? Were they more capable than me?"
"Uh..." Luo Wei stammered, "It wasn't like that..."
"It was exactly like that..."
Ophelia's gaze grew colder, "Her, especially that gloomy one - ever since you met her, your eyes were always on her. You even gave her priority when distributing those mysterious items from your investigations, not me."
Luo Wei felt helpless - he just wanted to complete the game. Logically speaking, shouldn't equipment and items go to the stronger characters...
Besides, Ophelia wasn't just any noble lady - how could the old emperor spare him if he let her tag along for all that fighting?
"You've never taken me seriously!!" A hint of dark red flickered in Ophelia's eyes.
"Neither before nor now - you were gone for four whole years, and when you came back, I wasn't even your first thought!"
"It was that tentacle monster sister of yours!!"
"And!"
She slammed a dimly lit photograph onto the dining table.
"Who is this woman??"
Luo Wei stared at the photo in shock - it showed him dining with Evelyn.
The problem wasn't just the dining - why did they both look so intimate and happy?
He couldn't remember being on such good terms with the newly contained vampire teacher last week - hadn't she wanted to kill him then...
"How is it that every time I take my eyes off you, you're flirting with another woman?"
Those dark red eyes watched him dangerously.
A cold aura spread throughout the dining room...
[Contamination +5]
[Contamination +5]
[Contamination +5]
Luo Wei nervously watched her every move, worried that with such rapid contamination increases, she might suddenly turn violent.
However, she seemed lost in thought.
"You were always like this before, saying such sweet things to people, unknowingly opening up a lonely girl's heart..."
She was reminiscing about something, a blush appearing on her pale cheeks.
Then, her tone shifted.
"But after saying all that, you ran away, busy chasing after other women!"
She leaned in closer to Luo Wei, expressionless, her dark red eyes growing more dangerous.
"I bet you said the same things to them..."
"It must be so, it must be..."
Luo Wei showed an awkward yet innocent smile, silently cutting his steak.
He dared not say anything, knowing anything he said would only agitate her more.
But Ophelia wouldn't let him off so easily. She grabbed the dinner knife from his hand and took it away.
Luo Wei's heart skipped a beat.
Seeing his expression, Ophelia said softly: "However, there is a solution..."
Luo Wei looked up in surprise - what solution?
Ophelia played with the knife in her hand, a cruel smile gradually appearing on her cold, beautiful face.
"Seeing how concerned you look."
"You wouldn't want them to die, would you..."
Luo Wei carefully controlled his expression, not answering, just silently staring at the steak before him.
The knife gently brushed across Luo Wei's fingers before she placed it back in his palm.
"Don't just eat steak, try the other dishes too. See if they're better than what you had at Royal Bay Restaurant with Helena?"
Her tone carried a hint of mockery.
Luo Wei could only nod silently, his palms sweating.
Facing this woman who could see through his emotions and had such strong controlling tendencies, even speaking was a mistake...
Better to stay quiet...
Seeing Luo Wei behaving normally and being obedient, Ophelia smiled happily.
Like ice melting in early spring.
"Curious about my solution?" Ophelia leaned close to Luo Wei's ear.
Her silver-white hair fell forward, tickling him slightly.
"My solution is very simple~"
Luo Wei looked up at her.
Ophelia smiled faintly, "As long as you stay here with me and don't try to escape, that cat and dog living at your house won't die, and I won't drive them out."
Luo Wei paused.
Cat and dog?
Who was the cat? Who was the dog?
Ophelia smiled as if it was perfectly natural, "After all, I'm the mistress of that place, aren't I?"
"Just staying here is enough?" Luo Wei asked.
"Of course." Ophelia nodded seriously, "As long as you stay here with me for a month, oh, two weeks is fine too, I won't interfere with anything you do afterward."
Luo Wei's eyes widened slightly, filled with disbelief.
Just like that?
Stay with her in this suburban manor for two weeks, and everything would be resolved?
How could it be so simple?
Seemingly sensing his doubt, she smiled and emphasized:
"It's true, I keep my word. In the future, even if you want me to live with you in that strange old mansion of yours, that wouldn't be impossible."
"But..." Luo Wei thought for a moment but didn't continue.
The old mansion had containment abilities and was the source of his power - given her threatening behavior, how could he dare let her stay there?
He frowned at her beautiful face, flickering in the candlelight.
There must be a scheme here, some grand plot he couldn't foresee.
But there were too few clues for now.
"I accept," Luo Wei nodded.
If he wanted to know what Ophelia was really planning, it was necessary to continue playing along with this act.
"I know what you're thinking~" She fluttered like a butterfly to his other ear.
"Since we've made our agreement, I should tell you some rules of this manor."
She held up one finger.
"1. Don't try to leave the manor grounds. Of course, you won't be able to escape anyway, but if you try... punishment will come swiftly."
"2. Don't make me angry, be obedient and do as I say, or you'll be punished!"
"3..."
Ophelia stared at Luo Wei as she raised a third finger.
Her tone became extremely serious.
"3. The punishment I mentioned above is death."
"Even though I like you very much, I cannot prevent this death. It's death in the truest sense - the worst possible ending that neither of us would want."
She asked softly: "Do you understand?"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
