Second Week, I’m Really Not A Villain

Chapter 32: Qin Qingyue, remember to clean your ass properly!

"Qin Qingyue, are you sick? Why did you step on me for no reason?" Qin Luo asked with a stern face.

Although he wasn't sure what had happened to cause him to be doing sit-ups and then suddenly be suppressed by a pair of beautiful legs, he knew that he shouldn't give Qin Qingyue a good face.

Qin Qingyue maintained a one-legged stance, her slender jade foot encased in military boots, the curves of her legs were perfectly round and of supreme grade. Her phoenix-like eyes were lowered, looking down at Qin Luo with a noble and cold expression, devoid of any emotion.

"Get off me!"

Seeing that his sister didn't say anything, Qin Luo became even more confused. He grabbed Qin Qingyue's calf with both hands and tried to shake her off, but despite the seemingly slender and weak appearance of her calf, it was as solid as a rock. Qin Luo couldn't move it even with all his strength.

"Do you still not understand?" Qin Qingyue slightly opened her red lips and said word by word, "The difference between you and me is like that between a firefly and the moon, a mayfly and a true dragon. In front of me, you will always be worthless."

"..."

"Why are you acting crazy here?" Qin Luo couldn't bear this humiliation. He understood that his sister wasn't here to reward him, but to trample him underfoot.

In a fit of anger, he tightly squeezed Qin Qingyue's calf with both hands.

If it was a contest of brute strength, Qin Luo's arms would definitely be no match for Qin Qingyue's calf. But this squeeze had a different effect. Qin Qingyue felt a tingling sensation in her calf, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. Reflexively, she kicked Qin Luo's chest with the tip of her foot.

"Damn it!" Qin Luo exclaimed as his whole body flew back like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the wall of the courtyard.

"Qin Qingyue, you damn crazy woman! Are you taking it out on me?" Qin Luo held his chest, feeling out of breath. He cursed in pain.

Qin Qingyue's originally cold and icy jade face showed a hint of inappropriate embarrassment. She didn't know if it was because of Qin Luo's squeezing or his cursing. With a wave of her delicate hand, a large amount of spiritual energy gushed out, wrapping Qin Luo up and crashing him against the wall with a loud thud.

This crazy woman, could it be that she really went crazy today?

Otherwise, why would she do this to me for no reason??

Being hit twice in a row, Qin Luo felt dizzy and saw stars. He continued to angrily rebuke, "When we were kids, you farted and made me pass out. You even tore my skirt. Now you're using spiritual energy to attack me. Qin Qingyue, you're really arrogant and impressive—"

"Shut up." Qin Qingyue shouted in a delicate voice, her pretty face becoming even more embarrassed. She didn't want Qin Luo to mention her dark history.

With another wave of her hand, she sucked Qin Luo into her palm with her spiritual energy, and with one hand, she grabbed his neck.

The feeling of suffocation came over him, and Qin Luo instinctively wanted to pry Qin Qingyue's hand open. But because of his earlier leg squeeze attack, Qin Qingyue was already prepared this time. She injected her spiritual energy into Qin Luo's body, sealing off his meridians, making it impossible for him to even move his fingers.

"If you were taken away that day, would you dare to talk to the Midnight Butcher like this?" The blush on Qin Qingyue's face quickly receded, returning to her initial cold and noble posture. Her phoenix-like eyes were indifferent as she looked at the foolish person in her hand who was in pain.

"Worthless is worthless. You only dare to act tough in front of your own people. If you weren't my brother, I would have killed you countless times. I wouldn't even spare you a glance."

"Fuck!" Qin Luo cursed.

If Qin Qingyue had only hit him, Qin Luo could have gritted his teeth and endured it. After all, he was no match for her in terms of skill. But at this moment, not only was his body being beaten, but his pride was also being humiliated. He couldn't bear it any longer.

"You've been cultivating for more than ten years longer than me. Are you proud that you can beat me? If I had cultivated for as long as you, I would have defeated you long ago!"

Qin Qingyue remained indifferent: "This is the path you chose for yourself. If you want to be a waste, don't blame anyone else."

Qin Luo: "......"

"Damn it!"

Qin Luo was choked and could only curse. A surge of hot blood rushed to his head: "Qin Qingyue, dare you give me a cultivation technique! If you dare, I'll defeat you tonight!"

Qin Qingyue's mouth curled up with a hint of contempt, treating Qin Luo's words as nonsense.

"Laugh my ass off!"

Qin Luo angrily retorted, unable to tolerate Qin Qingyue looking down on him.

During the first round, I was beaten by you every day. After all, we were enemies in the camp. I had nothing to say. But now that I've become your younger brother, I have to endure your bullying and beatings. Is there no justice? Where is the law?

"If I have a cultivation technique, I will definitely defeat you. I'll do what I say!"

"What if you can't?" Qin Qingyue slightly loosened her hand that was gripping Qin Luo's neck, allowing him to breathe a little easier, and asked.

Qin Luo was taken aback, not expecting Qin Qingyue to take his words seriously. For a moment, he hesitated, wanting to respond with a strong retort, but then he heard Qin Qingyue continue:

"If you want the cultivation technique, I can give it to you, but if you can't... "

The ethereal and cold voice of Sister Yue paused, and Qin Qingyue's eyebrows involuntarily trembled. She couldn't bring herself to say the words "defeat you."

This idiot who spews nonsense, what vulgar language is he speaking!

"But if you can't do it, you have to obey Father's arrangements and never defy him again," Qin Qingyue changed her tone and continued, her noble phoenix eyes narrowing.

"So, do you dare to agree?"

Qin Luo hesitated for a moment, realizing that the opportunity for cultivation that he had been begging for had finally come, but it also came with equal risks.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The strong desire to defeat Qin Qingyue ultimately overcame everything, and Qin Luo readily accepted the bet.

Qin Qingyue snorted at his words, as if throwing away garbage, and casually threw Qin Luo to the ground.

"I'll come find you this evening. If you break your promise, I'll make you wish you were dead."

A book with a simple cover slipped from her sleeve, and Qin Qingyue didn't bother to look at Qin Luo again, turning around and flying into the sky.

What are you pretending for?

I'm not worse than you!

Qin Luo clenched his teeth, extremely dissatisfied with the noble attitude Qin Qingyue displayed. He shouted at the figure in the sky:

"Before you come find me tonight, remember to clean your ass!"

"???"

The figure abruptly paused, then forcibly resisted the urge to turn back and continued shooting towards the sky, quickly disappearing from Qin Luo's sight.

"It feels great to say harsh words, but how will it end?"

Qin Luo rubbed his chest, limping as he stood up, wearing a worried expression as he picked up the cultivation technique left behind by Qin Qingyue.

He had just obtained the cultivation technique in the morning, and now he wanted to defeat Qin Qingyue in the evening. Obviously, it was impossible to achieve. Qin Luo knew very well that he had fallen into his good sister's trap.

Qin Qingyue's purpose in coming to find him this time was probably to force him to submit to Qin Wude and make him obedient.

Although Qin Luo saw through Qin Qingyue's intentions at the time, he had no choice but to jump into the pit. There was no other way. When someone bullies you to the point of insulting you and calling you a waste while beating you, if you can swallow that anger, then you truly become a waste.

(End of this chapter)