The improved female villains regained their memories.

"He doesn't want me anymore."

Yang Pingsheng felt a dampness on his shoulder. He wanted to turn around, but the binding force prevented him from doing so. He was like a doll, only able to listen to Luo Benmo's description while leaning against her.

"...He doesn't want me anymore, I have nothing left."

The description turned into a low murmur.

Yang Pingsheng's heart was slightly touched. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Sister... don't cry."

"...I didn't cry."

This girl has a stubborn tongue.

He could only continue to comfort her: "Sister, don't be sad, crying is not good."

"..."

The person behind him suddenly fell silent.

A few clouds drifted by, revealing a starry night sky, twinkling brightly.

After a long silence, she finally spoke: "Yes, this is not good."

The brightest star twinkles, witnessing the creation of the promise.

Are you worried that I will abandon you? Don't worry, I won't abandon you.

Yang Pingsheng felt that the other person was holding him with a bit more force.

"I will not abandon you unless I die. So..."

The girl's soft murmur echoed in Yang Pingsheng's ears: "Don't abandon me either."

Memories and the present overlapped once more, echoing in his mind like a thunderclap.

He understood; he understood why Luo Benmo had come to find him.

Just then, Luo Benmo, who had been crying in his arms, stopped crying, looked up, and his face was as cold as frost.

"If you missed me, why did you abandon me?"

she demanded.

"Little brother, didn't we agree on this? Could it be that you—"

—Forgot?

Chapter Four: Bandits

forget.

Yang Pingsheng had indeed forgotten.

The memory is too distant; under the stars, he truly cannot recall his response at the time.

The girl stubbornly looked up, hoping he could give her an answer, but he couldn't.

"……sister."

He spoke to the person in front of him, who appeared to be his sister based on her height, and said, "I'm sorry."

The cave was eerily cold and damp. His pale face grew even paler, as if covered in a layer of frost, a frighteningly white.

“I don’t want to hear that,” she said.

Luo Benmo had changed her clothes before coming over. She wore a white, floor-length, emerald-green lotus leaf dress, with a black silk robe over it. She exuded a refined and elegant air, unlike her domineering demeanor yesterday. Instead, she looked like a little princess from some country.

No man could resist her when she said those words. But the prerequisite was that you had to ignore the coldness on her face.

"I don't want to hear that," she said again, her voice less cold and more pleading.

Yang Pingsheng discovered that Luo Benmo had indeed changed.

She's still as tall as ever, and her figure is still as slender as ever, but now, relying on her cute appearance and saying things like that, it's hard for anyone to refuse her.

He hesitated, wanting to change his story, but several bolts of lightning had already climbed up the back of his neck.

sizzle-

The black cat, startled by the electric shock, jumped out and huddled in a corner, trembling. Yang Pingsheng, on the other hand, was so shocked that his eyes rolled back and he nearly fainted.

"younger brother……"

His body went limp, but his hand was grabbed by the girl in front of him.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, your sister won't hurt you, go to sleep peacefully."

She said in a rare gentle tone, "Once I help you get rid of all the vixens, we'll live happily together and never be apart again."

"No, wait..."

Luo Benmo did not give him another chance to speak.

Consciousness is like a small boat sailing on a turbulent sea. Several huge waves hit, capsizing the boat, and consciousness falls to the bottom of the sea.

Before he fainted, he looked in the direction of the system. The black cat that the system had transformed into was lying in the corner with its butt sticking out, completely burying its head in the sand.

"...You fucking screwed me over."

If given another chance, he would never carry out the plan of Heaven.

That made him change many of his plans.

That plan, which left his heart riddled with holes from that moment on.

---

"The plan is about to begin."

On the seventh night, the system, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly woke up.

Luo Benmo was gathering firewood for tonight not far away, while Yang Pingsheng sat alone by a tree. Hearing the system's voice, he asked softly, "What do you mean?"

"The first plot point is about to occur. A group of bandits will pass by and kidnap you two."

What should I do?

"Heaven's will is that you should take this opportunity to deepen your relationship with Luo Benmo."

In the original timeline, the system had told Yang Pingsheng about Luo Benmo's growth trajectory, but not in detail. Especially the period during his time in the bandit's den was basically a blank. Yang Pingsheng secretly guessed at the Heavenly Dao's intentions, while also pondering how to cultivate a good relationship with Luo Benmo.

Their current relationship is less like siblings and more like two desperate people huddling together for warmth. After spending the last few days with Luo Benmo, Yang Pingsheng's impression of her was only that she was irritable, domineering, and forceful. It's quite difficult for him to analyze Luo Benmo's deliberate approach to him.

This is different from Wen Shihan in his previous life. In his previous life, Wen Shihan followed him, and he had the ability to control Wen Shihan. But now, let alone control, even surviving is a struggle. Not to mention anything else, just these past few days, he's been terrified that Luo Benmo will get impatient and abandon him, so he hasn't even dared to cry along the way.

"Let's wait and see," he thought to himself, sighing helplessly.

Soon, the plot point the system had mentioned arrived. A group of bandits, having just finished a robbery, discovered the whereabouts of Luo Benmo and Yang Pingsheng. Several burly men surrounded them and arrested the two without a word.

Since the outbreak of war, the number of displaced people and bandits has surged in various places. This band of bandits came from the nearby Hengduan Mountains, and their leader called himself Liu Mazi. This guy was a ruthless character. He killed his father at the age of seven, his mother at the age of eight, and wiped out his entire family at the age of fifteen. When he came of age at the age of twenty, he became an immortal, absorbed spiritual energy, nurtured his spiritual roots, and gathered a group of people to rule as kings in the vicinity of the Hengduan Mountains.

Because he possessed the body of an immortal, ordinary bandits and government soldiers were no match for him. Furthermore, he was very discreet, avoiding any conflict with those backed by powerful figures. This meant that even Earth Immortals didn't bother with him. Therefore, over the years, Liu Mazi's banditry had spread throughout the Hengduan Mountains. Except for Lingquan City at the foot of the mountains, which dared not provoke due to his immortal connections, Liu Mazi could practically roam freely in other areas.

Relying on their boss's tyranny, Liu Mazi's men were all bad people, committing arson, murder, robbery, and all sorts of evil deeds. Right now, they had just robbed a caravan on their way back to their mountain village when they encountered two children, which they then seized to increase their quota.

They had a carriage specifically for imprisoning women. After Yang Pingsheng and Luo Benmo were arrested, they were also thrown into this carriage.

In the dimly lit space, the sound of women sobbing echoed everywhere. The bumpy carriage lurched and swayed, telling tales of their impending fate.

Perhaps because the two were children, the bandits did not tie them up. Luo Benmo held Yang Pingsheng, huddled in a corner, his eyes as cold as frost.

"Don't be afraid."

She whispered to him.

"Your sister will protect you."

For the first time in a long time, Yang Pingsheng felt a stirring in his heart. He could sense that the girl wasn't joking; she genuinely wanted to protect him—as an older sister.

But... he wouldn't be able to stay with her for long. He was the executor of the Heavenly Dao Plan, chosen and sent to her side by the system. In the original timeline, Luo Benmo was the only one at this moment.

Is this really good?

Yang Pingsheng had a bad feeling. The system's evaluation of Luo Benmo was not good. Did this mean that the final outcome would be that she would experience the same kind of unforgettable pain as Wen Shihan?

The image of Wen Shihan from his previous life still lingered in Yang Pingsheng's mind, and the image of the girl curled up alone in the darkness still tugged at his heartstrings.

If even ruthless climbers are like this, then... what about those who are inherently evil?

Yang Pingsheng dared not think any further and could only shrink tightly into Luo Benmo's arms. The other man thought he was afraid and gently stroked his head while saying, "I will definitely protect you. Believe me, I mean what I say."

Her words were spoken softly, but behind them lay the girl's unwavering determination, as solid and indestructible as a towering city wall.

"Ah."

Yang Pingsheng nodded and closed his eyes.

"I trust my sister."

Chapter Five: No Kneeling

The bumpy ride stopped.

The light roared and tore through the darkness inside the carriage, and the menacing laughter of the burly men mingled with the cries of women.

Luo Benmo and Yang Pingsheng emerged with the crowd of women. Under the bright sun, they were led to a square.

The burly men surrounded them, freely releasing their pheromones into the air. Not far ahead, on a high platform, a massive man reached the top, raising his arms and shouting:

"You've all worked hard, everyone! Let's begin the feast!!"

The bandits erupted in deafening revelry, making the prisoners in the middle appear even more pitiful. Under the command of the burly man, the bandits began to feast on the "feast" before them.

The woman's screams and cries mingled with the sounds of clothes being torn. Luo Benmo shielded Yang Pingsheng behind him, coldly observing everything.

Soon, the two men turned their attention to them.

"Huh? Why are there two more little brats here?"

There were two men. One was bald, with scars on his face, and was burly and strong, with fists the size of sandbags. The other was lean, with shifty eyes, and moved like a monkey.

The one who spoke was the bald man. His voice was booming, and his eyes were wide like copper bells. His gaze swept freely over Luo Benmo and Yang Pingsheng before he laughed and said, "Hey, there's an unexpected bonus."

The monkey-like man next to him fawned, "Eighth Master, we met these two little rascals on the road. Look at what they're wearing, they're probably homeless people from somewhere."