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Du Rui, an exceptionally forgetful reader, finds himself transmigrated into one of the top male harem stallion novels, but as the antagonist. Now inhabiting the role of Xue Xinyu, the cunning villain, Du Rui struggles to maintain his s...
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Huai Xiaozhun, with all the grace of a cat reluctantly pulled out of a warm bed, found himself trailing behind the group as they made their way through the rugged landscape. He deftly positioned himself as the caboose of this motley crew, a strategic move that required all the tactical brilliance of someone who had spent years perfecting the art of avoiding responsibility.
The wisdom of this manoeuvre was clear to him: if anything unpleasant were to happen, it would happen to the people in front first. And that was just fine by Huai Xiaozhun.
At the front of this procession was Lan Yunlong, the stoic, unflappable leader of the honoured disciplines. With all the charisma of a statue and the enthusiasm of someone who had been doing this for a thousand years (probably because he had), Lan Yunlong led the way through treacherous terrain and a series of unfortunate encounters. Meanwhile, Huai Xiaozhun observed the action from his preferred position at the back, where the view was excellent and the danger was minimal.
As the journey progressed and the group stumbled upon yet another demonic adversary, Huai Xiaozhun watched with an air of studied disinterest. The demon, a pitiful creature more likely to scare small animals than hardened warriors, was promptly dispatched by the more eager members of the group. Huai Xiaozhun noted the demon's insignificance and chose to stay his hand, preferring to let the others have their moment of glory. After all, why get involved in unnecessary demon-slaying when there were more significant challenges ahead, challenges that would surely require his, ahem, unique talents.
Huai Xiaozhun had been forced to join this merry band of warriors, and he had every intention of turning this involuntary participation into a strategic advantage. He made a mental note of the group's reliance on the honoured disciplines for even the simplest of demon encounters.
This observation only confirmed his suspicions: these apparently weak individuals somehow found themselves on Qi Yun Peak, perhaps through a clerical error or a misalignment of the stars. He couldn't quite fathom how they had managed to earn their place among the elite, but that was a mystery for another day.
Fortunately for Huai Xiaozhun, the honoured disciplines, with Lan Yunlong at their helm, proved competent enough to handle the minor inconveniences that crossed their path. Each time a low-level demon bit the dust, one of the disciplines would glance back at Huai Xiaozhun with a look that said, "Why are you just standing there?" Huai Xiaozhun, ever the master of nonchalance, would return their stares with a gaze that could only be described as enigmatically indifferent.
Eventually, one of the more exasperated disciplines, unable to contain his frustration any longer, barked out, "Why are you just standing around? Answer me!" The urgency in his voice was almost comical to Huai Xiaozhun, who finally deigned to respond.
With a calmness that belied the absurdity of the situation, he said, "I agreed to come along, but wasting time on lowly demons was never part of the deal." The discipline, clearly perplexed by Huai Xiaozhun's blasé attitude toward what they considered formidable foes, could only stare in bewilderment.
