Wen Linyu was a timid and cowardly person. If someone slapped him, as long as they said “sorry,” he would reply “it’s okay.”

That was until he transmigrated into a stallion urban cultivation novel and was tasked with playing the villain who tormented the protagonist the most. If he could endure it for ten years, he could return home.

From then on, Wen Linyu was forced to play the role of a sinister and arrogant demon lord.

But he was cowardly.

So, facing a subordinate who betrayed him, he stammeringly reprimanded the other party for their wrongdoing. When asked to take action, he would cry in fear while gently slapping them.

The real Demon Lord, watching his subordinate enjoying the beating, couldn’t bear it any longer.

Thus, Wen Linyu gained a teacher who taught him how to be a villain step by step.

Under the teacher’s guidance, he became increasingly adept at playing the villain and experienced an unprecedented sense of unrestrained arrogance.

After ten years, Wen Linyu returned to his original world. Not long after his return, the person who had slapped him tried the same trick again.

As the other party’s hand was raised, Wen Linyu slammed them against the wall with a single palm.

Then, gripping the person’s hair, he emotionlessly recited the apology they had prepared in advance: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. Can you forgive me?”

The person, covered in blood: “…” If I say it’s okay, will you let me go?

Wen Linyu’s parents recently discovered that their biological son, whom they had brought back from the countryside a few months prior, was very strange.

Their adopted son would complain of nosebleeds and headaches whenever he saw Wen Linyu and would take detours to avoid him.

Their younger daughter, who had called him unfashionable the night before, became infatuated with the accessories he casually made the next day.

The music teacher they specifically hired to cultivate his temperament praised his skills as surpassing her own and wanted to become his student.

Even more bizarrely, perfumers, swordsmen, and even metaphysics masters started inquiring about Wen Linyu.

Wen Linyu’s parents: ???

One night, a week after his return, Wen Linyu’s home was invaded. He prepared to use his finger as a sword, intending to leave the intruder with no chance of escape.

However, his fingertip was grasped, and his spiritual power instantly vanished.

“Who are you?” Wen Linyu asked coldly.

The intruder was the Demon Lord he had once impersonated. The man’s gaze lingered meaningfully on his lips and waist: “After being me for ten years, you think you can take that cultivation for free?”

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