I am the villain in the book

“Wha... What?!”

Hearing that this person might be the mysterious swordsman from sixty years ago, Li Wutong could no longer hide the surprise on her face.

“Young Master Wei, are you telling the truth?!”

“Why would I lie to you?”

Li Wutong asked suspiciously: “But I don't know what kind of danger it is?”

“This... Now, let alone unparalleled in the world, his strength is probably not even as good as one of your Highness's guards.”

Wei Changtian shook his head: “This is a long story, and I will have the opportunity to tell you about it later.”

“...”

‘Later when there is an opportunity’ means there will be no opportunity.

Li Wutong certainly understood the meaning of Wei Changtian's words, so the dissatisfaction in her heart rose again.

Humph! As if anyone wants to listen!

“If Young Master Wei doesn't want to say it, then don't say it. This Palace didn't want to know anyway.”

Her face returned to a cold expression, and she sat down on the chair, gathering her skirt.

Li Wutong put on airs for a while, and then glanced at Wei Changtian, asking again:

“However, since Young Master Wei knows about such things, presumably you are very familiar with that swordsman.”

“Well, I guess...”

Recalling that old bum who was always reeking of alcohol and relying on Go to swindle people everywhere, Wei Changtian suddenly rolled his eyes and changed his words:

“We are not familiar at all.”

“Is that so?”

Li Wutong was stunned, finally finding an opportunity to ridicule Wei Changtian.

“This Palace thinks so too.”

“As the saying goes, a fine steed cannot be harnessed with a worn-out donkey, and a phoenix cannot flock with sparrows.”

“No matter what that swordsman is like now, he was previously an unparalleled master whom no one could敌, and also a peerless hero with the world in his heart.”

“This kind of dragon among men would probably not mix with someone like you, Young Master Wei.”

“Young Master Wei, This Palace is straightforward, and I hope you will forgive me.”

“...”

Good heavens, you really can't stand to be at a disadvantage at all.

Wei Changtian knew that Li Wutong was still bearing a grudge against him for his ruthlessness towards her, but after all, yesterday's matter was indeed his own “harm” to her, so he exceptionally didn't retort, just smiled and stopped talking.

As everyone knows, meeting someone who doesn't talk back when arguing is the most annoying thing.

It was like punching cotton. Seeing that Wei Changtian ignored her, Li Wutong immediately felt even more upset.

“Young Master Wei, you...”

She quickly organized her words, preparing to launch a second wave of attack.

However, just as she started this sentence, a royal physician hurried out of the next room.

“Young Master Wei, Princess Highness.”

“Lord Pei is awake!”

Although Pei Dajun woke up, it didn't mean he was okay.

On the contrary, according to the royal physician, he now had at most half a quarter of an hour to live. The reason he was able to open his eyes and speak now was entirely due to the final burst of energy under the effect of the medicine.

Of course, Wei Changtian had the system and could naturally save him.

But who would be stupid enough to save the life of an enemy?

“Lord Pei, tell me, how did you contact Yanluo?”

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Wei Changtian's tone was incomparably cold: “If you are willing to confess truthfully, I can give you a quick death later.”

“If you don't tell me, I don't mind letting you taste what it's like to beg for death but not be able to in the time before you die.”

“Anyway, you can't live no matter what, so there's no need to sell your life for Yanluo anymore, right?”

“...”

Time was tight, and there were many things to ask.

Wei Changtian didn't have time to talk about those unnecessary things, and went straight to the point.

But who knew that Pei Dajun's reaction would be far beyond his expectations.

“You, who are you?”

“Yanluo... Why can I contact Yanluo?”

“???”

What's the situation?

Amnesia?

Or is he pretending?

Seeing Pei Dajun's performance, Wei Changtian couldn't help but be stunned.

He had expected Pei Dajun to die without saying a word, but he didn't expect such a scene.

“Lord Pei! You are already at death's door, what is the point of acting like this?!”

His tone suddenly became heavier, and Wei Changtian shouted in a deep voice: “I advise you not to do these useless things, and quickly tell me everything you know about Yanluo, maybe you can save the reputation of your Pei family!”

“Yan, Yanluo...”

Looking at the “ferocious” Wei Changtian, Pei Dajun's breathing became more and more rapid, and his expression became more and more painful.

“I, I don't know, I really don't know...”

“I, I just seem to have had a dream, a nightmare that I can't wake up from...”

Nightmare?

Wei Changtian was stunned, and suddenly thought of something.

“What did you dream about?”

“...”

This question seemed to touch a nerve in Pei Dajun, and he suddenly widened his eyes, his voice becoming extremely terrified.

“Dead people! All the dead people I killed!!”

“They surrounded me, constantly asking me why I killed them!!”

“They, they cried in front of me, laughed in front of me!!”

“I wanted to escape, but I couldn't move my body at all!!!!”

The shout full of fear was extremely terrifying. Pei Dajun's body trembled wildly, and the wound that had been bandaged began to bleed again.

And Wei Changtian finally believed that he was not pretending.

It seemed that Pei Dajun had not escaped from the demonic illusion like himself, but had been trapped in it until now.

“Alas...”

Looking at the man's crazy appearance, Wei Changtian sighed in his heart.

Being able to sit in the position of the second-in-command of the Watchmen, Pei Dajun must have been the kind of person who could remain calm even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, with extremely strong psychological endurance.

But such a man was tortured by the demonic obstacle to the point of his current state, and one can imagine what he experienced in the illusion.

Wei Changtian understood that Pei Dajun probably didn't know anything now, so after thinking for a moment, he asked the only question that might get an answer.

“Lord Pei!”

“Tell me what happened before you had this dream?!”

“...”

“Be, before...”

Pei Dajun's body slowly stopped trembling, and his voice also changed from madness to calmness.

This was not because he had calmed down, but because he was very, very close to death.

Although Pei Dajun didn't recognize Wei Changtian now, because he had basically lost the ability to think independently, he still instinctively thought about this question at the last moment of his life.

What happened before the nightmare came?

“I, I saw...”

“Some, someone...”

The already chaotic thoughts in his brain had almost stopped. No matter how Pei Dajun recalled, that blurry picture was always difficult to see.

“Is it Bai Youheng?!”

At this time, Wei Changtian suddenly spoke to remind him.

Bai Youheng...

“Boom!”

When this name resounded in his ears, the last scene before falling into the nightmare finally had a moment of clarity.

“Yes, it's Bai Youheng!”

Pei Dajun's pupils suddenly became only the size of beans. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his faint voice was almost non-existent.

Wei Changtian immediately leaned over and put his ear to Pei Dajun's constantly opening and closing mouth, and finally heard the latter's last words before his death.

And it was these words that made Wei Changtian feel as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar in the cold winter, bone-chillingly cold, and even doubted whether he was still trapped in the nightmare created by Yanluo and had not yet woken up.

“Still, there is one person.”

“It, it's the Emperor of Da Ning...”

“Ning, Ning Yongnian...”