Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 45: Do Not Look at Impoliteness

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Do Not Look at Impoliteness

"Tch, this damned brat is really living it up with a wife like that."

The screams from afar made the man click his tongue involuntarily, his heart seemingly filled with jealousy toward Jiang Feng for obtaining such a fortune, for gaining the favor of the Yan Family.

The commotion caused by the young couple prompted the coachman waiting at the back yard entrance to immediately jump down, with a push of his legs, his astonishing explosive power allowed him to dash into the backyard in the blink of an eye, a scene that made Li Ying, who was crouched on the rooftop, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

The escort assigned to Lady Yan is really no ordinary person.

"Damn it, actually a Qi Refinement realm expert, with a level of seven or eight stages? Good thing I didn’t fall for that old dog’s trick!"

He couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

Ever since he made a deal with Xue Ming a few days ago, he had been observing Jiang Feng, looking for an opportunity. The first reason was for the coveted Body Tempering Pill, the second was to avenge that arrow.

Even though Li Ying knew his looks were not pleasing, anyone who had such scars left on their face and needed to be branded with a hot iron to heal the festering wounds, would probably be filled with towering rage, and consider it a great humiliation.

This kind of humiliation wasn’t physical, but psychological.

Looking left and right, but he never dares to get close to the young man’s home, this kid is incredibly tricky, not only hiding all sorts of Hidden Weapons at home, but also having someone responsible for keeping watch at his doorstep, a moment’s carelessness could well lead to a new mishap.

As it turns out, he was right.

There really were surprises prepared by Jiang Feng for assassins at home.

With a hint of coldness in his eyes, someone who can successfully assassinate a Cultivator must have some skills, he indeed coveted the Body Tempering Pill, but that doesn’t mean he’s stupid, if it were someone else scared by Xue Ming, they might really have rolled up their sleeves and fought Jiang Feng to the death.

But he wouldn’t.

With so many experts around the kid, even if he really killed the other party, he’s afraid there wouldn’t be any chance to get the Body Tempering Pill. Xue Ming, that old dog, spoke nicely, telling him to collect the reward with Jiang Feng’s head, but in reality...

If he had an accident on the way, or Jiang Feng’s head was stolen by others, he would have done all that work for nothing.

Looking at it now, the Yan Family is truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, secretly powerful; if even a coachman protecting the young miss is of such caliber, then the people in charge of protecting Mr. Yan don’t even need to be mentioned.

And there’s probably no shortage of experts in the government offices, if he acts in the city, he fears even escaping would be difficult, and these are only the threats out in the open; nobody can guarantee that Xue Ming won’t take this opportunity to turn on him.

"He’s got all his ducks in a row, but too bad I won’t fall for it, hehe, so he invited a bunch of experts to State City, huh?"

"Does that mean I can’t profit as the third party?"

Li Ying began to silently concoct his own plan to reap the benefits.

He was an assassin by trade, not good at direct confrontation, and Jiang Feng was quite strange, not at all resembling a pale scholar, having killed Wang Qi, he had already placed this opponent on the same level as himself.

However...

The equally peculiar rival he saw was in a somewhat delicate situation at home at the moment.

Three people staring at each other, one of whom couldn’t even stand steady because he just underwent Body Refining, and was lying prostrate on the ground, even the coachman was taken aback at such an odd scene, opening his mouth but unable to utter a word for quite some time.

Crawling on the ground was one thing, but to have a bunch of upright characters written all over his body with a brush, today’s youth, really...

Know how to have fun.

Turning his head, just as he was about to speak, he saw his own Lady Yan covering her eyes with her fingers, prying open the gaps forcefully, with an expression of shyness and curiosity while constantly fixated on her fiancé’s muscular outlines exuding a sense of strength.

And she kept muttering.

"Look not upon impropriety, look not upon impropriety..."

Not sure whether to laugh or cry, he had never noticed before how interesting his own Lady Yan could be.

Looking at Yan Yurou, then at Jiang Feng on the ground, and then casually at the tub nearby emitting a foul stench and a pungent spiciness, his nose twitched slightly, and he suddenly understood!

The weirdness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by surprise and astonishment.

"Body Tempering Liquid?"

He recognized it at a glance.

The Yan Family has several cultivators of no small strength, all of whom have received Mr. Yan’s guidance. Even though it was only a move or a half, it was definitely enough to benefit them for a lifetime. He himself had used Body Tempering Liquid for quite a long time.

"How on earth did Young Master Jiang come up with this stuff?"

That’s just the side effect of Body Refining. He had no doubts about its effectiveness, judging from Jiang Feng’s appearance alone one could tell how miserably tormented he was. Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain for Jiang Feng, the young girl by his side who was covering her eyes to sneak peeks at her husband cautiously asked.

"Jiang Lang... is this... is this something filthy you’ve been stewing at home?"

"Cough, cough cough!"

The coachman almost choked to death.

Let’s translate it simply.

"Are you f**king stewing shit at home?"

That’s pretty much what she meant.

Expressed quite euphemistically, she couldn’t believe her future husband would have such a perverted hobby. But the fact was right in front of her, and the putrid smell made her unable to resist covering her nose and mouth.

She even made a soft "rua" as if she was trying to hold back the urge to vomit.

Her expression and actions were oh-so adorable, and even the fallen Jiang Feng couldn’t help but raise his head to take a few more glances. But as soon as he thought about his current state, he buried his head again, pretending to be dead.

This was true social death. The key is that he’d just emerged from the Body Tempering Liquid and he didn’t even have the strength to walk, so he looked helplessly towards the coachman, who was equally petrified.

"Uncle Zhao, I... this is Body Tempering Liquid..."

The coachman, with his stiff old face, paused and it was obvious he was holding back a laugh, but still gave the boy a reassuring look.

He walked over to Yu Rou and whispered a few words.

"Miss, this is not something filthy. It’s Body Tempering Liquid. Young Master Jiang is seeking the path of immortality. It looks like Young Master Jiang has quite the celestial fate."

With that, Yu Rou finally understood what Jiang Feng had been concocting at home. Her expression was a mix of disbelief and bashfulness.

"Has Jiang Lang been researching cultivation at home recently?"

"Uh-huh."

Looking towards the boy lying naked and shamefaced on the ground, the girl’s face remained flushed, the kind that spreads red from the base of the neck all over the face. Stomping her foot, she ran towards the house while saying with a reproachful tone,

"What a strange method of cultivation, I, I’ll go fetch you some clothes."

After seeing this scene, Uncle Zhao conscientiously left the courtyard and closed the gate behind him. Old and sage, he knew how much he would be in the way. The youngster’s wedding was just a matter of one or two months. What they do is their business.

I’m too old to be standing here like a third wheel.

Silently dressing with a blank expression.

Yu Rou is usually diligent, not the kind of lady devoured by comfort, she tries to do everything by herself despite being adept, while the man was silent throughout the entire process.

If it wasn’t for his body being as soft as a pile of slime right now, he probably would have already smashed his head and died here.

Helping Jiang Feng to sit back down in the chair, noticing the boy’s embarrassment, the girl seriously said, "Jiang Lang, I will go to State City in a few days for my coming-of-age ceremony."

"Uh-huh, be careful, I’ll wait for you to come back."

His face showed a gentle smile. These were his true feelings. After all these years, the day had finally come. Speaking of which, he was now barely a cultivator himself, not knowing whether he will ever be worthy of Yu Rou.

Looking at her fiancé’s handsome face, the girl’s expression wavered.

In her eyes shone a fleeting moment of hesitation, complexity, relief, disappointment, and even a hint of... weariness.

In the end, he has embarked on this path.

"... Mhm, Yu Rou will be careful."

"Jiang Lang, congratulations."