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Chapter 2: The Villain Senior Brother Is About to Turn Dark, the Psychotic Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [2]

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Chapter 2: The Villain Senior Brother Is About to Turn Dark, the Psychotic Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [2]

Chapter 2: The Villain Senior Brother is About to Turn Dark, and the Psychotic Junior Brother is Pretending to Be Blind [2]

"Okay."

Ye Beiyu responded, not caring about how disheveled he looked, just fumbling around for the box of medicinal ointment.

He clutched it protectively to his chest, then headed over to where Bai Yan was.

He kept his eyes lowered, listening to Bai Yan's amused voice right by his ear.

"Honestly, you're hopeless. I've been teaching you for a whole year, and you still can't do anything. If I'd known, I never would've taken you in for Master."

The man was clearly mocking him, yet he only bowed his head lower and said softly, "You're right, Senior Brother."

Bai Yan was briefly speechless. He stared at Ye Beiyu, unable to speak. If not for the system, he'd never believe this was the male lead who'd eventually seal him away.

This kid had absolutely no backbone. To put it nicely, he was obedient and well-behaved; to put it bluntly, he was weak and useless.

Even though 717 had explained that Ye Beiyu was just going along with it because he had no power to resist, that it was all about enduring humiliation for a bigger goal—all a disguise—Bai Yan could still tell that Ye Beiyu truly didn't want to fight back. No matter how much he humiliated or tormented him, the kid never held a grudge.

Bai Yan sometimes wondered if Ye Beiyu had some kind of secret illness.

Any normal person who'd been humiliated for a whole year wouldn't be this nice about it.

Either the guy was genuinely sick, or he was so good at enduring and faking it that he could even fool Bai Yan.

But given that the guy was the protagonist, Bai Yan leaned toward the latter.

Still, either way, it wasn't a bad thing for him.

After all, he had no intention of faithfully completing the tasks 717 gave him.

Bai Yan's eyes darkened. He'd once been a Tasker in the Supreme God's space—a professional villain whose job was to be a stepping stone for protagonists in those story worlds.

Over and over, he'd perfectly played the "villain" role, making the protagonists look even stronger and more flawless.

But things were different now.

He'd thought that saving up enough points would let him go back to his original world, but he never expected the Supreme God to want him dead!

Sure, he'd escaped, but he couldn't just let this slide.

The Supreme God had destroyed his system, so he'd grabbed another one. He planned to use this system to get back to the Supreme God's space and make that bastard pay for scheming against him!

A cold, sharp glint flashed in Bai Yan's eyes.

As luck would have it, the system he'd bound this time, 717, was also a villain system, which made things easier for him.

717 wanted him to play a villain—bully the male lead, serve as his stepping stone, and eventually fall into demonic cultivation and get sealed by the protagonist. That would count as a perfect completion.

He'd done this kind of task countless times and knew it inside out, but he wasn't about to do that kind of thankless work anymore.

Since he was already the villain, the obvious move was to kill the protagonist!

But that old bastard Supreme God had messed him up, damaging his soul, so now he needed the system to cover for him.

He couldn't attract the system's attention, so some things couldn't be done out in the open. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been stuck dealing with Ye Beiyu for this long.

But it didn't matter—his "dark turn" was coming up soon.

A blind protagonist going up against a dark-turned villain? Getting his cultivation crippled was only to be expected...

"Senior Brother..."

Ye Beiyu's gentle voice came from beside him, snapping Bai Yan out of his thoughts.

"This might sting a little. Bear with it."

Ye Beiyu's movements were as gentle as his voice, and a faint smile curved his lips.

Since he was blind, he didn't know exactly where Bai Yan was hurt, so he could only feel around slowly.

"Is it here? Or... here..."

Ye Beiyu's hands were covered in ointment, and his loose robes accidentally slipped off his shoulders.

His fingertips pressed against Bai Yan's waist, brushing lightly over the plum blossom mark there.

Feeling the man under him tremble involuntarily, a flicker of amusement showed in Ye Beiyu's eyes, but he quickly hid it.

"Higher up... lighter!"

Bai Yan's body jolted when that most sensitive spot was touched. He frowned, sounding annoyed, and turned to glare coldly at Ye Beiyu.

By now, Ye Beiyu had climbed onto his bed, with the ointment box set to the side.

One hand braced beside Bai Yan, the other applying the ointment, he was practically straddling him, half-pinning him down.

"Sorry, Senior Brother, I didn't mean to..."

Ye Beiyu's expression was gentle and obedient, his face full of confusion and helplessness. His hand stayed on Bai Yan's waist, and for a moment, he didn't move.

Bai Yan knew he couldn't blame a blind guy for this, but the position Ye Beiyu had him in was genuinely uncomfortable.

Besides, as the villain currently bullying the male lead, he had to take every chance to humiliate him.

A thought crossed Bai Yan's mind, and he shoved Ye Beiyu away, then kicked him off the bed.

"Hm..."

One hand propping himself up on the bed, the other pulling his loose robes together, he put his foot on Ye Beiyu's shoulder, looking down at him.

Bai Yan didn't see anything wrong with what he was doing. He moved his foot slightly, pressing down harder.

He was rewarded with a muffled grunt from Ye Beiyu, who couldn't hold it back.

Bai Yan sneered, not caring at all how this looked to Ye Beiyu—after all, this was just a little blind boy he could bully however he wanted, who couldn't see a thing anyway.

And even though his eyes clearly held amusement and teasing, with a smirk on his lips, his voice was full of displeasure.

"Little junior brother... you've dirtied my bed. So, how should I punish you?"