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

early morning

The morning glow has faded, the sun has risen high in the sky, and a new day has begun.

After having breakfast, Qin Huaiyu strolled leisurely in the courtyard. In this dark world, it was rare to have such a pleasant time, so he should cherish it.

"Good morning, young master."

The servants greeted him one after another.

Qin Huaiyu smiled and nodded, but felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

In his past life, he was a lowly person looked down upon. Even when he went on a blind date, he was called a trashy guy. He was a typical bronze loser, and could only hide in the game and be a king.

Although they now live the life of the elite and have become the masters of reality, they are surrounded by crises.

Who knows, I might die one day, and then my servants will come and say, "I despise your grave."

So, which is better?

Who is superior to others?

No one can say for sure; all living beings are just like ghosts, the greatest victims of this mortal world.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

A sudden shout came from behind.

Qin Huaiyu turned his head and saw Zi Yao, dressed in a long purple dress, running towards him.

This girl seems to have a deep obsession with purple; every time I see her, she's dressed in purple. But... well...

It has a lot of charm!

"What's the rush? Isn't it good for a young girl to be quiet and well-behaved?"

He was furious at the misunderstanding from yesterday, and reprimanded her with a stern face.

"Oh"

Zi Yao lowered her head and responded, then whispered:

"Young master, I need to speak with you. Come with me."

"What are you doing?" Qin Huaiyu asked, puzzled.

"Let's go, you'll see when we get there!"

Perhaps it was because he was quite familiar with Qin Huaiyu, or perhaps because this young master had never put on airs and had a good temper.

Ziyao didn't care too much, and pulled the person through the front porch to the backyard.

Under the crooked tree

Qin Huaiyu stared at the wooden sign with a dark expression, really wanting to smash it to pieces.

"Young Master, the time has come. I need to prove to you that I didn't lie!" Zi Yao's face was very serious.

...You're too stubborn, don't cry later!

Qin Huaiyu was too lazy to persuade her anymore. In any case, reality would give the little girl a vivid lesson and make her understand what reality is.

It's good to watch a play by myself; it'll help me vent my anger.

Seeing that her young master still didn't believe her, Ziyao rolled up her sleeves to reveal her fair arm and started digging.

Once, twice...

Soon, the silver coins were revealed.

Qin Huaiyu peeked out and, after just one glance, his gaze went blank.

The small pit was filled with gleaming silver coins, clearly more than yesterday's amount, amounting to over thirty taels.

You!

Holy crap, they actually paid!

Twenty taels became more than thirty taels, almost doubling in value!

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and looked again, but it was still the same as before...

How is that possible?

"Young master, do you believe me now?"

Zi Yao had a smug look on her face, and then she happily picked up the money and put it into her money bag.

...This is absurd.

Qin Huaiyu frowned. "Xiao Yao, did you secretly put the extra money back in?"

"No, it's the fruit that grows there. Yinling Temple is really effective."

Zi Yao said very sincerely.

Qin Huaiyu saw that the little girl didn't seem to be lying. Besides, considering the years, she couldn't possibly have that much silver left. Could it be someone else?

But he was at home all day yesterday, and his room is nearby. He didn't see anyone come to the crooked tree.

Could it really be a miracle, that Buddha is actually giving away wealth?

No, Buddhists often say that money is an external thing, so how could it possibly help people fulfill their dreams of wealth?

Bullshit! There's no such thing as a miracle!

There must be something fishy going on here.

"Xiao Yao, let me see your purse."

Ziyao handed over the money pouch without hesitation, as she trusted her young master.

Qin Huaiyu took the money bag, opened it, and took out silver coins from it. The silver coins were of different sizes, but they were all the same in terms of color, weight, and feel.

They are all genuine, and there is no difference between them; they are just ordinary silver coins.

Could it be that someone really came last night?

He clearly remembered hearing noises outside after finishing his cultivation yesterday. When he went out, he saw a cat and assumed it was the cat that made the noise, but now he was not so sure!

But if it was done by someone, why would they do it?

GG for Yinling Temple.

What's the point?

Could it be a "pig butchering scam," where they trap you with multiple layers of losses, making you invest more, and then suddenly bail you out at the right time?

Qin Huaiyu couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped wasting his brain cells, since his own people hadn't suffered any losses anyway.

He put the money back into his purse and returned it to Ziyao, instructing her to do this only once until she understood the situation.

The little girl agreed.

.................

lobby

"Miss Shen, Miss Shen, please don't barge in. Let me inform them first."

A servant shouted and ran after the beautiful figure ahead.

Shen Wan'er's beautiful face was full of anxiety. She rushed into the front hall and saw Qin Huaiyu, who had just returned from the backyard, as soon as she entered.

Meanwhile, the other person was leisurely drinking tea to relieve their loneliness.

"Huaiyu, something's happened!"

Qin Huaiyu was very surprised to see the person who came, and he put down his teacup and hurriedly went to greet him.

"Are you even healed yet? Why did you run out like that?"

He waved to the servants who were catching up, signaling them to step back.

"It's alright."

Shen Wan'er took a breath and said urgently, "Something has happened to our two caravans."

Two caravans?

Qin Huaiyu frowned slightly, puzzled. He handed over a bowl of tea and said:

"Don't rush, tell me slowly, what's the matter with the two caravans?"

Shen Wan'er took the teacup but quickly put it down again. She tried to calm herself down and said:

"You must have heard about the previous trade trips from your father, right?"

"I know. There was an accident, and both people and money were lost. We still haven't heard from them."

Qin Huaiyu nodded and said that the old man had gotten very angry about it and beat several servants for no reason.

"That's right, my Shen family also encountered the same thing, which is why my father asked the caravan to change its route this time."

Your family's trading caravan also approached us, hoping to travel together for mutual support and to avoid unnecessary dangers. Thus, they reached an agreement.

Qin Huaiyu listened patiently without interrupting.

"This time, in order to groom my younger brother as his successor, my father decided to personally lead the team and teach him some business acumen."

"The two families set off yesterday according to the planned route, but my younger brother came back in a sorry state this morning."

He said something terrible had happened. While the caravan was resting, they were attacked by a group of masked thugs who killed everyone in sight, wiping out the entire caravan. He only managed to escape with his father's help.

"...They're all dead?"

Qin Huaiyu was shocked. The two caravans together numbered nearly twenty people, all of whom were strong men with years of experience in trading. Ordinary people would have no chance against them.

Shen Wan'er nodded heavily and said:

"Except for my father, they're all dead."

"What about your father?"

"I don't know. He was still alive when he ran away, but four or five hours have passed now." Shen Wan'er's face was filled with urgency.

Where did the accident happen?

"Near Beijing Forestry University!"

"Hurry up!"

After saying this, the two hurriedly left the mansion and headed to the West Market.

They bought two fine horses from a horse trader and headed north out of town.

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