Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

Gu Fan pressed down with his toes, grinding Liu Bian's distorted face, his tone utterly detached.

It's like opening a blind box with high expectations, only to find a "Thank you for your patronage" box inside.

Liu Bian was trampled in the mud, and his bones felt like they were falling apart.

But his eyes remained fixed on Gu Fan, filled with resentment, unwillingness, and an undisguised fear.

"System...save me...please save me..."

Liu Bian frantically called out in his heart.

But the usually arrogant [Emperor Tyrant System] is now like a mouse that has encountered a cat, playing dead and updating.

"Alright, stop glaring. If you keep glaring, I'll gouge your eyes out and stomp on them."

Gu Fan withdrew his foot and disgustedly wiped the dust off the sole of his shoe on Liu Bian's dragon robe.

He originally intended to crush the ant.

But then I thought, Liu Bian is a reincarnated person after all, and he has a system with him. If I kill him now, where will I find such a high-quality "experience pack" and "money-giving boy" in the future?

To drain a pond to catch all the fish is something only a fool would do.

Sustainable development is the true self-cultivation of villains.

"Get lost."

Gu Fan stood with his hands in his pockets, looking down at Liu Bian.

"While I'm in a good mood now, I'd better hurry back and level up. If you're still this weak next time we meet, you'll really be worthless."

"You...you're not going to kill me?"

Liu Bian was stunned, even forgetting the excruciating pain in his body.

"Kill you?"

Gu Fan chuckled, took off his sunglasses, and his narrow phoenix eyes were full of mockery: "Have you ever seen anyone turn down an ATM? I keep you around so you can earn more interest for me."

Murder and kill!

Liu Bian felt a tightness in his chest and then vomited a mouthful of black blood.

shame!

This is a humiliation worse than death!

But he dared not say another word. His strong will to survive made him scramble to his feet. He didn't even dare to pick up the "Emperor's Sword" that had fallen to the ground. With the help of several eunuchs, he stumbled and fled the tent.

"Boss, are we just going to let this kid go like that?"

Lu Bu, carrying half of his halberd, approached with a fierce look on his face: "How about I chase after him and give him a good thud?"

"Need not."

Gu Fan waved his hand and looked down at Zhen Mi, who was still trembling slightly in his arms.

The reincarnation of the goddess Luo was clutching his clothes tightly, tears still streaming down her beautiful face, her eyes filled with fear and uncertainty.

"I have more important 'business' to do than killing people."

Gu Fan's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he pulled the beauty in his arms tighter.

"Mei'er, clear out that old bastard Yuan Shao's central command tent for me."

"Yes, young master."

……

Yuan Shao's central command tent.

It was magnificent and resplendent, with white jade flooring and precious ambergris burning in the incense burner.

It must be said that Yuan Shao was no good at fighting, but he was quite good at enjoying life.

"Get out, everyone."

Gu Fan dismissed his attendants, leaving even the four maids, Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju, outside the tent.

In the vast space, only he and Zhen Mi remained.

The air suddenly became ambiguous.

Zhen Mi stood in the center of the tent, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her head lowered, even her breathing became cautious.

"Take off your clothes."

Gu Fan sat on the command couch covered with a white tiger skin, casually picked up a spiritual fruit, took a bite, and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Wh...what?"

Zhen Mi raised her head, her beautiful face flushed crimson, filled with shame and indignation: "Young master... please have some self-respect! Although I have fallen into your hands, I am by no means the kind of shameless woman..."

"What are you thinking about?"

Gu Fan interrupted her speech about chastity and loyalty, casually took out two exquisite packaging bags from his system space, and threw them at Zhen Mi's feet.

"Take off that cumbersome ancient costume you're wearing and put on this."

Zhen Mi was stunned for a moment, then picked up the things on the ground with trembling hands.

It was a material she had never seen before.

It is as thin as a cicada's wing, deep black, and feels as smooth as silk.

She carefully unfolded one of the items.

It was a black... cheongsam?

However, the slit of this cheongsam is frighteningly high, almost reaching the top of the thigh, and the fabric is extremely minimal, revealing everything that should be revealed.

As for the other item...

Zhen Mi picked up the black pantyhose and was completely dumbfounded.

"What...what is this?"

"This is 'Balenciaga,' a top-tier magical artifact from the Western Regions. Wearing it increases defense and also... enhances charm."

Gu Fan was talking nonsense with a straight face.

"This...this is outrageous!"

Zhen Mi blushed deeply, threw the items on the ground, and gritted her teeth, saying, "This kind of indecent clothing, I... I'd rather die than wear it!"

She was a well-bred young lady who grew up reading Confucian classics. How could she possibly wear something that even courtesans wouldn't dare to wear?

"I'd rather die than wear it?"

Gu Fan raised an eyebrow, put down the spiritual fruit in his hand, and slowly stood up.

He approached Zhen Mi step by step, and the powerful pressure made Zhen Mi retreat step by step until she had nowhere left to retreat and her back pressed against the cool screen.

Gu Fan wrapped one arm around her, his bright eyes looking directly into hers.

"Zhen Mi, it seems you still don't understand the situation."

Gu Fan lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe: "Your current identity is not that of the Yuan family's daughter-in-law, but my trophy."

"Spoils of war have no right to negotiate terms."

"Of course, you can also uphold your image as a chaste and virtuous woman."

Gu Fan's lips curled into a cruel smile: "But I have a bad temper. If you don't wear it, I'll have someone chop Yuan Xi outside into pieces and feed him to the dogs. And I'll chop him into pieces one by one, making him howl in agony for three days and three nights before he dies."

"Do you think he'll hate you then?"

"No……"

Zhen Mi's delicate body trembled violently, and the resolve in her eyes crumbled instantly.

She is not afraid of death.

But she was afraid of implicating others, and even more afraid that such a bloody scene would be caused by her.

"I'll wear it... I'll wear it..."

Zhen Mi closed her eyes, and tears of humiliation streamed down her face once more.

Gu Fan released his grip with satisfaction and sat back down on the couch. Crossing his legs: "Go change behind the screen, don't keep me waiting too long. Oh, and remember to straighten those black socks. If there's even a slight wrinkle, I'll chop off one of Yuan Xi's fingers."

Behind the screen.

The rustling sound of clothes rubbing together could be heard.

Each sound seemed to be pounding on Zhen Mi's crumbling sense of shame.

After a while.

A delicate foot, clad in a Saint Laurent high heel, timidly peeked out from behind the screen.

Next, a long, slender figure was wrapped in extremely thin black stockings. .

That sense of mystery, that half-concealed ambiguity, is more lethal than directness.

Zhen Mi came out.

She clutched her chest tightly with both hands, her face flushed red.

That modified high-slit cheongsam perfectly accentuated her S-shaped figure.

The black fabric created a striking visual contrast with her fair, snow-white skin.

Especially those legs.

Encased in black stockings, her legs appeared even straighter and more shapely, exuding a fatal allure.

Pure desire.

The ultimate in pure desire.

She has a cool, aloof face, yet she wears the most revealing clothes. This stark contrast is enough to drive any man crazy.

Gu Fan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

This is the real "Goddess of the Luo River"!

The ancients were right; Cao Zhi's judgment was indeed sharp. Unfortunately, it's now mine.

"Young...Young Master..."

Zhen Mi lowered her head, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"Is this... alright?"

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