It's Hard Being the Bad Guy

Chapter 20

Wen Ai woke up in a moving carriage, glancing down to find his feet stepping on soft sable fur. As he leaned to the side, a translucent white jade cup adorned the table. Surveying his surroundings, the exquisite furnishings suggested that this body belonged to a wealthy individual who knew how to enjoy life.

Wen Ai leaned back on the soft seat, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip. "System, cut it out, let's get to work."

The system expressed surprise, "So enthusiastic? I thought you'd be depressed for a while, considering you just died—"

The system paused, realizing it had touched on a sensitive topic.

Wen Ai smiled contentedly, "You don't need to tiptoe around it. I and him had a happy lifetime together, and in the end, we peacefully passed away. I feel completely fulfilled, with no regrets."

"Optimistic!" The system gave Wen Ai a thumbs up. "I admire you! Just wait a moment; let me check the mission details."

Wen Ai hummed a song softly, leisurely enjoying pastries from the tray. After two pieces, he retrieved a handkerchief from a nearby brocade box, wiping away the residue at the corners of his mouth and the oil stains on his hands. He asked, "System, not finished yet? What's the situation with this mission?"

"It's a bit complicated..." The system organized its words. "Hey, do you remember that ABO smut you accidentally clicked on before?"

Wen Ai blushed, "I just clicked on it by accident..."

The system said, "If you put it that way, I can't argue. Anyway, do you remember the setting from that story?"

"I remember," Wen Ai nodded. Suddenly, a speculation arose in his mind. He looked down at the silk robe he was wearing and ran his fingers through his smooth long hair. Puzzled, he asked, "But this seems to be an ancient world. Wouldn't it be awkward to have English words here?"

"Change the names, same concept with a different package," the system suggested. "Here, Tian Qian=Alpha, Ze Dui=Beta, Di Kun=Omega, Jie Jie=Mark."

Wen Ai listened in astonishment, "This works?"

"Everything is logical in its own existence! Anyway, let me tell you about this time's target for humiliation." The system elaborated, "The male lead, Zhuo Yiqing, is the third young master of the Curled Cloud Manor, an outstanding Alpha known for his elegance, extraordinary martial arts, and renowned as the number one gentleman in the world."

"Zhuo Yiqing is the legitimate son. His two elder half-brothers from concubines were not willing to be beneath him, so they hired assassins to attack him. Though Zhuo Yiqing fought his way out of the ambush, he suffered severe injuries and collapsed on the road. He was picked up and imprisoned as a medicine person, enduring torture and losing all his martial skills. Later, he was saved by the female lead, a special forces soldier who crossed over. Together, they roamed the rivers and lakes, leveled up by defeating monsters, ultimately reaching the pinnacle of the martial world."

"With prolonged interaction, Zhuo Yiqing gradually became attracted to the female lead's charm. She was strong, brave, decisive, and straightforward, completely different from the weak Omegas who needed Alpha protection. After understanding each other's hearts, they lived their whole lives together as a couple."

After hearing the system's mission introduction, Wen Ai had a clear understanding, "So, I'm the one who captures the male lead, imprisons him, and tortures him until he loses his martial skills?"

"Exactly, you are now the new Valley Master Yin Qianshuang of Hidden Immortal Valley. Hidden Immortal Valley is famous for its medical skills in the martial world, a major force that all major sects want to befriend. However, the previous Valley Master was too aloof, and they couldn't flatter him. Since you took over, you've been hiding in the valley and haven't come out, so they still don't know what you look like."

"I have no idea either." Wen Ai curiously touched his face, which felt smooth and tender, estimating that he wasn't too old.

Wen Ai arched his back in the carriage, searching around. Eventually, he found a bronze mirror in the storage compartment beneath the cushion. He picked it up, facing it towards his face, and was stunned at what he saw.

In the mirror, a young man of about seventeen or eighteen looked back at him, with delicate features and a pure temperament. Dark, black pupils, slightly drooping eye corners, a straight nose, and rosy lips—his expression always carried an innocent and pure charm.

"Isn't this my appearance from my previous world?" Wen Ai exclaimed in disbelief, pinching his own face to confirm it wasn't a disguise, "Explain this, System!"

System: "This is how you originally looked. When you entered this body, the appearance data automatically replaced it with yours. The memories of others have been promptly altered, and they won't notice any issues."

Wen Ai looked at himself in the bronze mirror, saying, "Why does your 'godly tool' always focus on irrelevant things..."

The system chuckled twice, "By the way, I forgot to remind you. You're an Omega, pretending to be a Beta with medication."

Wen Ai widened his eyes, "Me?!"

System: "Remember to take your medicine on time, dear!"

The carriage, driven by two accompanying guards, steadily moved forward. It was Wen Ai's first time going out since taking over, and the purpose was to participate in the Blade Appreciation Tournament hosted by the Three-Foot Pavilion.

The Three-Foot Pavilion's weapon forging skills were extraordinary. Every three years, they sent out invitations to heroes from all over, inviting them to participate in duels. The promise was to craft a personalized weapon for the winner. This event became a significant opportunity for martial artists to gain fame and an excellent occasion for various sects and factions to connect. Therefore, the Blade Appreciation Tournament had evolved into the most important martial arts event.

Before noon, the carriage finally stopped at the entrance of the Three-Foot Pavilion.

Wen Ai had the guards present the invitation, and the respectful steward in charge of welcoming guests invited them in, arranging them in a quiet guest villa.

After having lunch, Wen Ai called the two guards over, "Your duty is done, no need to accompany me this afternoon. I'll stroll around alone."

Guard No. 1: "Understood."

Guard No.2: "Gu Master, be cautious in all matters."

Inheriting the memories of Yin Qianshuang, Wen Ai also inherited his medical skills. Now, he could instantly identify any herb just by seeing it, and it felt quite refreshing. As he wandered around, identifying various plants, he unintentionally walked from the guest villa to the large garden.

It was currently April, and the peonies in the garden were in full bloom, presenting a splendid sight. Although Wen Ai wasn't knowledgeable about appreciating flowers, he intended to use his new skill to identify weeds under the flower bushes. Lowering his head, he examined the plants: Maomaidong, Matijia, Little Puff, Potentilla...

Hmm? Why was there a piece of clothing?

Wen Ai crouched down and gently pushed aside the flowers, discovering a man in white lying inside, eyes closed, seemingly lifeless.

Excitement welled up in Wen Ai. He didn't expect to have an opportunity to test his medical skills so soon. He vigorously cleared the surrounding flower branches, crouched down, and examined the man. While feeling his pulse, he intended to open the man's eyes to take a look. However, just as his hand reached out, it was unexpectedly grabbed. The man forcefully pulled him forward, causing him to tumble onto the man.

A strong scent of Alpha permeated Wen Ai's nose. Flustered, he looked up, meeting a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes.

"Hey, where did this little cutie come from? So eager to throw yourself into Brother's arms?"