Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

"See? I told you there would be bloodshed, but you didn't believe me."

The fortune teller muttered something to himself, and seeing that things were not going well, he began to pack his things and prepare to make a run for it.

"Old man, where are you going? Wouldn't it be better to just sit here and watch the show quietly?" a servant threatened with a sinister smile.

Upon hearing this, the old man's composure vanished instantly, and a fawning smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Yes, yes, watching a play is great!"

snort!

The servant snorted and then looked at Yun Suyan with the stick in his hand, looking like a petty thug.

"Tsk tsk, beauty, my young master would like to invite you to his manor to get to know you better. What do you say?"

The words were spoken very politely, but the group of people were eyeing them menacingly, clearly trying to coerce them.

Yun's beautiful face was filled with disgust. Strangely enough, she had been to Jian'an City several times and had never been sexually assaulted before.

What's going on today? First the city gates, then the streets?

Could it be that I'm very... ...........

Why didn't my younger brother react much?

She was very puzzled and said to the servant who had spoken:

"Let's skip the 'learning' part; I'm not interested in your young master."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to the so-called young master.

Qin Huaiyu was also watching him at this moment.

This young master truly exudes nobility; his robes are embroidered with gold thread and cloud patterns, and he wears a jade belt with a python design at his waist, from which several purses and a flawless white jade pendant are attached...

This shows that he is no ordinary young nobleman, but a high-class second-generation rich kid from a prominent family.

Although he's also a second-generation rich kid, compared to others...

Xiali and Mercedes!

When this person arrived, the people around him kept their distance, as if they wanted to avoid him at all costs. He seemed to be a tyrannical and domineering person who was feared by everyone. Such ostentation was not like that of an official's son.

It is very likely that they are from one of the three major families, but it is unknown which family.

"Hmph, beauty, I was thinking of being gentle with you, but since you're so ungrateful, don't blame me for being impolite!"

After the young master finished speaking, he waved his hand.

Seeing this, the servants' smiles deepened, and they grabbed sticks and pressed forward, closing the already short distance to just a few steps.

Seeing that they were about to arrest someone, Yun Suyan frowned slightly, turned around and hid behind Qin Huaiyu.

Damn, you're really sneaky.

Qin Huaiyu was speechless. He had originally planned to take this opportunity to probe the details, but now his plans had fallen through.

"You little brat, daring to steal my young master's woman? You're asking for death!"

Several servants shouted and raised their sticks, ready to gang up on him.

Damn, are you blind? Which eye saw me steal it? You're really giving me the time of day!

Qin Huaiyu took a step forward, and before the stick could fall, a powerful slam sent the man flying.

In an instant, a line of blood shot up in the air as the leading servant made a hard slam to the ground, immediately clutching his chest and wailing in pain.

Seeing their leader repelled, the others charged forward menacingly, their clubs whistling through the air as they swung them, seemingly using every ounce of strength they had.

Qin Huaiyu was too lazy to tease these dogs. He changed his footing, and a blurry afterimage flashed by.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Several muffled thuds followed, and before anyone could react, several servants collapsed to the ground, spitting blood.

Their faces were contorted with pain, yet their eyes were filled with terror.

As servants of the young master, they were all selected through a rigorous process. Although they were not as skilled as the people in the mansion, their abilities were not weak either.

But in that instant, they were all taken down without even knowing what happened.

The young nobleman standing to the side, instead of being angry at this scene, sneered and said:

"Heh, interesting. I really underestimated you. Not bad skills. But you have to consider the owner before you beat a dog. Today I'll teach you a lesson. Not everyone is someone you can mess with."

After saying that, his aura suddenly surged, and a blood-red halo appeared around him.

...The cultivator is still at the second realm!

Qin Huaiyu narrowed his eyes slightly. Sure enough, the scions of these great families were not simple. However, why was this guy's nightmare power so weak and uncontrollable?

"What, are you already scared? Too late!"

The young nobleman was very pleased with himself, and the next moment, a long sword appeared in his hand.

The sword's edge was sharp and gleamed with a cold, eerie light; it was clearly no ordinary weapon.

Sigh, where does that confidence come from!

Qin Huaiyu sighed softly, stomped his foot, the ground cracked, and he shot out like an arrow.

The young nobleman only felt a blur before his eyes, and the person was already in front of him. The smug look on his face was instantly replaced by horror, and he hurriedly raised his sword to strike.

The sword's edge was stained with blood and emitted a dazzling light. The air seemed to be cleaved apart, and bursts of air explosions rang out, displaying astonishing power.

That's it...

He only realized he had to take off his pants after he had pooped. What a newbie! He doesn't even know the most basic fighting techniques.

Qin Huaiyu was speechless. He moved to the left, the sword blade slicing past the man's clothes, and he raised his hand to slap him.

A crisp "snap" sound.

The young nobleman was slapped back two steps. Five bright red finger marks immediately appeared on his face, and they appeared very quickly.

"You... I'm going to kill you!"

Being humiliated in front of everyone is undoubtedly the most shameful thing. When has a young master like him ever suffered such disgrace? His face immediately contorted with rage.