Chapter 9: The Villain Senior Brother Is About to Turn Dark, the Psychotic Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [9]

Chapter 9: The Villain Senior Brother is About to Turn Dark, the Crazy Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [9]

Not only did he strip, he stripped completely bare.

As for what he did after the clothes came off, Bai Yan had no idea. Either way, he couldn't get back online until his shift ended that evening.

Bai Yan listened to 717, fingered the robe on his body, and let out a soft laugh.

He turned to look at Ye Beiyu, thinking, no wonder he's the protagonist.

He'd been faking it in front of him for so long that even Bai Yan had almost bought it.

He'd genuinely thought that after cutting off those opportunities, Ye Beiyu was a total waste of space. Who knew he could play the part so well...

He'd easily broken through Bai Yan's barrier and stripped him bare without Bai Yan noticing a thing.

Bai Yan's eyes were dark and unreadable, with a glint of excitement and delight.

But then again, that just made it more fun...

"Little junior brother... come over here."

Bai Yan said flatly, and Ye Beiyu, hearing that, obediently shuffled a few steps closer.

"Tsk... little junior brother's getting bolder and bolder."

As he spoke, he lifted his foot and used his toes to gently tip up Ye Beiyu's chin.

Bai Yan studied him closely. Ye Beiyu still wore that obedient, well-behaved look. Without 717, there'd be no way to tell he was faking it.

But that made it even better, didn't it?

He'd even wondered before whether Ye Beiyu's spinelessness really made him the protagonist 717 had mentioned.

Since it was all an act, he didn't have to doubt that anymore.

What was even funnier was that Ye Beiyu, being humiliated like this, must've been seething inside.

Yet he had to endure it, swallow the urge to fight back and kill him, and just obediently let him keep doing whatever he wanted.

A flicker of amusement showed in Bai Yan's eyes.

He wouldn't expose Ye Beiyu. On the contrary, he'd trample him underfoot right when he was feeling resentful! Leave him powerless to fight back!

Bai Yan thought it, so he did it.

His foot shifted slightly, then with a sudden burst of force, he kicked the guy to the ground and stepped on him!

Bai Yan didn't notice that his foot had landed right below Ye Beiyu's lower abdomen.

He sat on the edge of the bed, stepping on Ye Beiyu, his eyes full of delight.

Especially seeing Ye Beiyu's pained, restrained expression, he felt even more sure he'd guessed right.

Sure enough, that obedient act had been a lie all along.

Although 717 had gone offline, so he didn't know what Ye Beiyu had done to him afterward.

But it probably wasn't anything good—most likely some petty revenge scheme.

Bai Yan sneered inwardly at the thought, though he had to admit the guy was clear-headed enough to know he couldn't take him head-on with his current strength.

Even when getting revenge, he didn't dare go too far, and he had to cover his tracks so well that even Bai Yan couldn't detect anything.

Bai Yan thought about this, then recalled how lately, every time he woke up, he felt off but couldn't figure out why.

Now it seemed this guy was probably behind that too.

"Se-Senior brother... I'm so sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have, shouldn't have..."

Ye Beiyu looked genuinely wronged, a thin sheen of tears forming in his eyes, his voice trembling as he apologized.

But only he knew how excited he was inside, how he wished he could grab Bai Yan's ankle and make him press down even further...

"Mm... you know you're wrong, so do you know what you should do about it?"

Bai Yan turned to look at Ye Beiyu, his eyes full of amusement.

"I'll go to the back mountain, go to the back mountain to pick fruit for senior brother..."

Ye Beiyu spoke softly, his words painfully slow, his hand already carefully reaching out to grasp Bai Yan's ankle.

"Senior brother... it hurts so much... can you please not..."

Bai Yan's brow furrowed slightly. His ankle was his weak spot.

Being touched like that, especially by Ye Beiyu of all people, made him instinctively want to kick his hand away.

But looking at Ye Beiyu trying to move his foot away, with that restrained, aggrieved look...

Bai Yan let out a soft laugh. He didn't stop Ye Beiyu from holding his ankle, but he didn't let him off the hook either—instead, he pressed down harder.

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes lifting with a teasing glint, his voice—rarely gentle—carrying a hint of seduction.

"Little Yuer... pain helps you remember. Senior brother's doing this for your own good, got it?"

Ye Beiyu's Adam's apple bobbed. He let go of Bai Yan, covered his eyes with his hand, and adopted a pose of total submission.

"R-Remembered. Thanks for the lesson, senior brother."

Sure enough, he couldn't take it. A senior brother like this really made a guy want to...

Ye Beiyu's breathing grew heavier and heavier, his mind stuck on that "Little Yuer" Bai Yan had just called him.

He could only curse himself for not bringing his recording stone, for not recording those words he'd just spoken.

Bai Yan channeled a bit of spiritual energy. Looking at Ye Beiyu now, he wondered whether the guy was truly at his limit, or just faking it to make him soften.

Just as he was about to press down even harder, 717 reminded him:

[Babe, don't forget he's the protagonist. Our task is to humiliate him, not actually kill him. You should still watch your limits.]

717 had completely given up on playing matchmaker for these two.

He was dejected. Bai Yan had already tormented the guy this badly—if they still ended up together, it'd be a miracle.

But then again, since he couldn't complete that task, at least completing the villain role-play task would be good too.

But at least, he couldn't kill the protagonist, right?

Bai Yan collected himself, his expression turning cold as he withdrew his foot, a faint smile still lingering at the corner of his lips.

"Since you've remembered, then go to the back mountain on your own. I don't want to see you for the next few days."

The back mountain had spiritual herbs and fruits, but it was also home to many high-level demonic beasts. Ordinary disciples wouldn't venture there unless absolutely necessary—after all, the treasures inside were valuable, but life was more so.

But Ye Beiyu, as the protagonist, had never been short on lives to spare.

Anyway, leaving him in there wouldn't be the death of him. At worst, he'd just get roughed up by the beasts—no, for a protagonist, that was merely training.

Perhaps a stroke of luck might even come knocking on his door.

With such an arrangement, 717 had no room to argue.

Ye Beiyu seemed already accustomed to it, obediently humming in acknowledgment before quickly getting up to leave.

As he turned and stepped out the door, Ye Beiyu cast his eyes down, adjusting his robes, and breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, Bai Yan would notice what he had just...

Bai Yan sat on the bed, lost in thought, feeling like he was forgetting something.

A moment later, he paused mid-thought.

Come to think of it, where were the clothes he'd had on earlier?

That guy Ye Beiyu didn't take my clothes too, did he?

Bai Yan thought about it but couldn't find the clothes he'd gotten wet earlier—odds are, Ye Beiyu had taken them.

[717, he not only stripped me naked, but he also took my clothes.]

Bai Yan frowned, while 717's eyes immediately lit up, quickly flipping through the guidebook in front of him.

Taking off his clothes, hiding his clothes...

Wait, wait!! Could it be?!

Could his mission still have a chance?! Could the male lead still have a thing for his host after all...

[717, do you think he took my clothes to make a voodoo doll out of me?]

717: [...]