Second Week, I’m Really Not A Villain

Chapter 25: Qin Wude

"I am not that kind of person!" Qin Luo defended himself, "I only cultivate to have the power to protect myself, so that I won't be kidnapped by thieves again in the future."

Qin Qingyue didn't care about his reasons for cultivation. In her opinion, whether Qin Luo was motivated by being seduced by Liu Chengyin or purely for self-protection, it didn't matter. Because...

"What happened tonight will not happen again in the future," Qin Qingyue said.

"You can continue to indulge in pleasure and have no one to control you, just like before."

Qin Luo was puzzled, "What do you mean? With so many sects in the world, who would want to assassinate me?"

Qin Qingyue didn't explain much. If Qin Luo didn't mention cultivation, she still had the patience to listen to him ramble. After all, although she disliked Qin Luo, once tonight was over, the two of them would completely go their separate ways, and their life paths would never overlap again.

However, as soon as Qin Luo mentioned cultivation, it triggered unpleasant memories for Qin Qingyue, and her already limited patience disappeared.

"You will know when you return to Fengtian City."

Qin Qingyue waved her hand, and a fragrant wind burst out from her palm, not giving Qin Luo a chance to ask further questions. She forcefully pushed him out of the room.

Caught off guard, Qin Luo was thrown into a somersault and saw stars when he looked up. He saw the door slam shut with a loud bang.

"Qin Qingyue! I just asked you to teach me cultivation, why are you acting like a riddle? Have the guts to explain it clearly!"

Qin Luo was angry and wanted to kick the door, but he remembered Qin Qingyue's emotionless gaze at the end. He was ultimately afraid of her, so he put his foot down halfway and swallowed his anger, returning to the deck.

Hundreds of guards were scattered throughout the deck, sitting in meditation. Qin Luo didn't know if they had heard his conversation with Qin Qingyue just now, but seeing Qin Luo come out of the cabin, they all acted as if nothing had happened, maintaining their silence and composure.

No one paid attention to Qin Luo, and Qin Luo naturally didn't pay attention to them either. He walked to a corner of the deck, feeling frustrated as he pondered over Qin Qingyue's last words.

"Is Qin Qingyue hiding something from me? It seems that something bad will happen when I return to Fengtian City..."

Qin Luo couldn't figure it out.

"What will happen when I return to Fengtian City? I will definitely have to meet Qin Wude..."

Thinking of Qin Wude, Qin Luo's scalp immediately went numb.

As the ultimate villain in the game's original plot, Qin Wude not only had immense power and influence, but his own strength also reached the ceiling of the Heavenly Origin Continent. Qin Luo had played through the game for so long, but he had only seen Qin Wude once during the final battle. He knew nothing about his character or personality.

"I barely passed Qin Qingyue's test. Only by passing Qin Wude's test without letting him see through me can I truly be safe."

While thinking to himself, Qin Luo reviewed the memories left by his predecessor, hoping to form a rough impression of Qin Wude based on them.

Soon, he was disappointed. In the memories of his predecessor, almost all of them were scenes that were not suitable for viewing, such as indulging in pleasure or engaging in inappropriate relationships. There were only a few scenes related to Qin Wude.

"No wonder Qin Qingyue dislikes me so much. I...ugh! Predecessor, you really were a scumbag!"

After reviewing his predecessor's memories from beginning to end, Qin Luo's eyes turned red with jealousy. With so many female leads, he didn't have a single repeat. If you don't die, who will?

It is worth mentioning that although his predecessor lived a luxurious and indulgent life, his interactions were mostly with maids and servants in the mansion, or the top courtesans in the brothel. It was a mutually beneficial relationship, and there were indeed no rumors of him forcibly taking women from the streets.

As for why there were so few scenes related to Qin Wude in his predecessor's memories, there was a reason for that.

Although Qin Wude was a powerful villain who controlled everything, his personal life was very decent. He only married one legal wife in his lifetime.

In the midst of the mortal world, Qin Wude is portrayed as the antagonist, but he does not have a harem of wives and concubines. This shows how much he loves his legitimate wife. However, on the day Qin Luo was born, his only legitimate wife was assassinated by unidentified killers. In her final moments, she chose to protect Qin Luo.

With the death of his beloved wife, Qin Wude embarked on a path of madness. He ruthlessly eliminated his enemies and cultivated his own faction in the court. He acted mercilessly, often wiping out entire families, and now he holds immense power in the court. The young emperor is left with nothing but the dragon throne beneath him, which Qin Wude controls.

Not only is Qin Wude ruthless towards his enemies, but he is also ruthless towards his own people. He is too busy consolidating his power in the court and completely ignores Qin Luo, not caring or asking about him. Father and son rarely see each other throughout the year and can't even exchange a few words.

When Qin Luo reached a certain age, Qin Wude specifically hired someone to teach him and Qin Qingyue martial arts and cultivation. However, Qin Luo resisted in every way possible. Even though the martial arts techniques were extraordinary and highly sought after by martial artists, he refused to even touch them.

Upon learning this, Qin Wude flew into a rage and severely beat Qin Luo.

But Qin Luo was stubborn. Even when beaten to the point of being on the verge of death, he still refused to embark on the path of cultivation.

The conflict between father and son ultimately ended with Qin Wude backing down. After that, he didn't bother with Qin Luo for over a decade, allowing him to revel in a life of debauchery and indulgence.

...

...

"Have we returned to Fengtian City?"

Qin Luo suddenly came to his senses, his thoughts detaching from the memories of his previous life.

Looking down from the deck, Fengtian City appeared like a sleeping behemoth in the darkness. As the morning light spilled over, the behemoth gradually awakened, stretching its massive body and murmuring softly.

"Fengtian City is supposed to have a flight ban, so why is that airship parading around?"

"Are you blind? Can't you see the flag on the mast of the airship? Read it out loud, how is that word pronounced?"

"Qin... I see, so there's no problem!"

Thousands of people on the street looked up at the airship, whispering to each other. Their expressions varied, some filled with envy, some with fear, and others with disgust.

"No wonder Saintess Liu disguised herself as Qin Qingyue and took me away yesterday, insisting on leaving Fengtian City by carriage. It turns out that Fengtian City has a flight ban. After all, she is not the real Qin Qingyue and was afraid of being exposed."

Qin Luo suddenly realized.

At this moment, a gentle and elderly voice came from behind:

"Master is waiting for Young Master in the study. Please follow this old servant."

Qin Luo turned around and saw a kind-looking old man floating in front of him.

Having thoroughly searched through the memories of his previous life, Qin Luo recognized the old man as the steward of the Qin family, who had been with Qin Wude for many years. His name was Fulin.

"Where is Qin Qingyue?"

Qin Luo looked behind Fulin, searching for the figure of the noble Sister Yue.

"Miss has already gone to the study ahead of us," Fulin replied.

"Alright, help me off the ship."

Fulin held Qin Luo's wrist and flew with him towards the study in the Prime Minister's residence.

Over the past decade, the number of memorials handled in the study of the Prime Minister's residence surpassed those in the Imperial Palace's study. The interior decoration was extremely luxurious, with priceless calligraphy and paintings hanging on every wall.

(End of this chapter)