Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

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The chocolate melted in her mouth, its silky texture accompanied by a pure, ethereal aura that could cleanse the soul, exploding in Diao Chan's oral cavity.

That instant.

She seemed to see a celestial paradise filled with peaches, and she was lying on a cloud, enveloped in endless sweetness.

"Wow...it's so delicious..."

Diao Chan squinted her affectionate eyes, like a ragdoll cat that had just been fed a cat treat, and her whole body relaxed.

Gu Fan's lips curled into a slight smile. This was the "Enlightenment Lotus," a special creation of the Celestial God of Food.

"Come on, take me to meet your adoptive father."

……

Luoyang City, the Situ Mansion.

Wang Yun paced back and forth in his study with his hands behind his back, his wrinkled old face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

A row of trembling servants and spies knelt on the ground.

"Still no news of Chan'er? A bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Wang Yun turned around and kicked over the table in front of him, scattering bamboo slips all over the floor.

"My meticulously planned scheme... is it destined to fail before it even begins? If Chan'er falls into the hands of that demon Dong Zhuo and is drained of her life force by his so-called 'Heavenly Demon Art,' what hope will the Han Dynasty have?!"

The steward beside him said in a trembling voice, "Master, the scouts just reported that a lieutenant general of the Xiliang Army's 'Flying Bear Army' has personally led a team to pursue them to Fengming Mountain. That lieutenant general is a Grandmaster-level expert... Miss is probably in grave danger."

"It's over...it's all over!"

Wang Yun slumped into the armchair, his eyes glazed over.

Just then.

boom!

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The two gates of the Situ Mansion, crafted from century-old ironwood and said to be able to withstand a single blow from a grandmaster, were blasted into a shower of wood chips as if struck head-on by an ancient savage dragon.

The violent shockwave, carrying debris, rushed into the inner courtyard, flattening all the artificial hills and corridors along the way.

"Enemy attack!!!"

The guards inside the mansion were about to draw their swords when they were pressed to the ground by an invisible pressure, unable to even lift their heads.

The smoke and dust cleared.

The group walked in, as if on a spring outing, stepping over the mess on the ground.

The young man at the head of the group was dressed in pure white, his hands in his pockets, and a cynical smile played on his ridiculously handsome face.

Behind him, four stunningly beautiful maids stood in a fan shape, each possessing an aura that could easily overshadow any so-called royalty or nobility in the world.

And the one they were protecting in the middle was none other than Wang Yun's beloved adopted daughter—Diao Chan.

"Who?! Who dares to break into the Situ residence! Do they have a death wish?!"

Wang Yunqiang suppressed his shock and roared, his voice trembling with fear.

As the Minister of Works of the court, he certainly had a good eye.

This group of people is not simple!

Especially that young man in white. Although there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body, he had seen the same look in Dong Zhuo's eyes that regarded all living beings as ants... No, he was ten thousand times more terrifying than Dong Zhuo!

"Wang Situ, don't get so angry."

Gu Fan strolled into the study, not treating himself as an outsider, and plopped down in the main seat.

He crossed his legs and beckoned.

Mei'er, who was behind her, immediately understood and took out a set of fairy jade tea set, and began to brew tea smoothly.

"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Gu, and I am a patriotic and enthusiastic person who is just passing by."

Gu Fan smiled at Wang Yun, then pointed to Diao Chan, who was standing beside him with her head bowed. "Your daughter, I'll protect her. Besides, I know you've got a lot of wicked ideas but nowhere to use them, so you're thinking of killing Dong Zhuo, right?"

Wang Yun's expression changed drastically after his secret was exposed. He subconsciously took half a step back, his hand already on the hidden arrow in his sleeve.

"Who...who are you? Stop spouting nonsense! My loyalty to the Grand Tutor is as clear as day..."

"Alright, alright, stop acting. The Oscars aren't going to give you an award."

Gu Fan waved his hand impatiently and casually took out a crystal-clear stone that emitted a faint blue light from his storage ring and threw it onto the table in front of Wang Yun.

pat.

The stone rolled twice and came to rest next to Wang Yun.

boom!

In an instant, an indescribable surge of pure energy erupted from that small stone.

The air in the entire study suddenly became incredibly thick and sticky.

Wang Yun felt that the bottleneck that had kept him stuck at the peak of the Innate Realm for decades was actually loosening after just one breath of this dissipated aura!

"This...this is..."

Wang Yun's pupils dilated in shock, and he reached out his hand, trembling, wanting to touch it but not daring to.

His eyes looked like those of a lecherous old man who had seen a stunningly beautiful woman, his greed reaching its peak.

"Low-grade immortal stones are only used for paving roads where we're from."

Gu Fan picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Consider this payment for Wang Situ for taking care of Diao Chan all these years."

Wang Yun stared at Gu Fan, her mind blank.

The reward for taking care of Diao Chan?

This was a treasure that would allow him to break through to the Grandmaster level and even glimpse the Celestial Realm, but in the other party's eyes, it was merely to repay a debt of gratitude for being raised.

"Young...Young Master, this gift is too much."

Wang Yun's hands trembled as he tried to refuse, but he was rooted to the spot and couldn't move them; his old face turned red.

Gu Fan stood up and walked to Diao Chan.

He didn't ignore her like he did with Wang Yun. Instead, he naturally reached out and gently smoothed her slightly disheveled hair, a gesture so tender that Diao Chan's heartbeat unconsciously quickened.

"Don't listen to your godfather's bullshit schemes."

Gu Fan looked into Diao Chan's affectionate eyes.

"You are not anyone's pawn in a game. From today onwards, you are free. If you want to leave, no one in this world can stop you; if you are tired... you can come to me anytime."

Done.

Gu Fan didn't even turn around to look at the immortal stone that was enough to ignite a bloody war among the feudal lords.

With a flick of his sleeve, he led four maids—Plum Blossom, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum—out of the study with an air of nonchalance.

"Minister Wang, I'll arrange the 'hard stuff' on Dong Zhuo's side for you. As for this girl, remember to let her choose her own path from now on."

……

Inside the study.

Diao Chan stood there in a daze, her fingers lightly touching the temple that Gu Fan had just stroked, where a faint, cool, and strange fragrance seemed to linger.

"Girl, you've had incredible luck for eight lifetimes!"

Wang Yun held the spirit stone as if it were a priceless treasure, his old eyes filled with fervor. When he turned to look at Diao Chan, his tone was more solemn and even ingratiating than ever before.

"Did you see clearly? What kind of person is that? With a wave of her hand, she casually bestows such divine objects; faced with such exquisite beauty, she maintains composure and grace. This is the true spirit of an immortal!"

"Chan'er, your godfather has lived his whole life valuing power and strategy above all else. But today I realize that in the face of absolute power and magnanimity, power and strategy are nothing but a joke."

"This young master can not only easily crush Dong Zhuo, but he's also the one who can put you on the path to greatness. If you miss him, you'll be stuck adrift in this chaotic world for the rest of your life. Take your godfather's advice and be proactive. If you don't seize this man, plenty of opportunistic women will!"

Diao Chan bit her lip, her mind filled with the dashing look in Gu Fan's eyes as he left.

He could have forcibly taken her away; she wouldn't have been able to refuse him with just a glance.

But he gave her a choice, the most luxurious thing in such chaotic times...

dignity!

"Godfather... Chan'er understands what to do."