My older sister is a villainous rich girl

The capital city is indeed a place where hidden talents abound.

“No need to worry,” Wayne said calmly.

He intentionally maintained a distance from them by projecting a cool and aloof image.

Although he agreed to join the team and would cooperate with the work arrangements, he did not want to become too close to the team and thus unable to extricate himself.

Unlike Wayne.

The kindness of "Aikos" is very precious.

As the strongest group, they took the initiative and launched their operation first.

……

The Wood Gang, at their headquarters.

Bernard was drinking with his three other sworn brothers.

Due to the limited conditions in the mountains, things weren't so particular.

Several large plates of beef were laid out on a wooden table, and the four of them sat around it, each with a case of strong liquor beside them.

"Haha, it's been a long time since we brothers have drunk so heartily!"

The second brother, who was fat and had big ears, laughed heartily.

Seeing his expression, Bernard smiled slightly.

He wasn't actually happy.

Recent subtle changes have made him very worried.

However, since it was a rare opportunity to get together with his brothers for drinks, he didn't want to spoil their fun.

Please take one day off.

Small Theater:

(The following content is completely unrelated to the main text)

The world has been put on pause due to the influence of the Fatigue Demon.

In a vast, white, empty space.

Tasia: Hey! Where did the author go? (Surprised)

Wayne: Well, there's nothing I can do about it... After all, he's a loser who promised to add more chapters but never managed to... (Completely unfazed)

Chris: How many chapters do I owe? I think it's three chapters of main text?

Wayne: Five more bonus chapters to go! (Looking forward to it!)

Chris: Huh? How come I didn't know there were side stories?

(Silence.)

Chris: What's it about?

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Tasia: Whatever, it doesn't matter. Anyway, even if there are more chapters, I won't have any scenes. (Indifferent)

Chris: Tasia, you can't be so discouraged! You're the real leading lady!

While the two female protagonists were talking, Wayne quietly escaped.

Wayne: Phew, that was close.

Goethe: Wayne? What are you doing here?

Upon hearing the voice, Wayne paused, then turned around.

Ge Li: Really... Was I dreaming again? (Relieved)

Wayne: It's a dream, and it's reality.

Ge Li: That's true... (to himself)

Ge Li: After all, it's because I genuinely long to see you that I keep dreaming about you.

Wayne: ...I...I also really want to meet Ge Li.

Kareem: Since it's just a dream, then... it wouldn't hurt for us to have a wedding, right?

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Wayne: Marry?

Ge Li: Yes, that's right. (laughs)

Ge Li: Right now, I want to marry Wayne.

The white world was instantly transformed into a vibrant tapestry of color as a magnificent and elegant auditorium rose from the ground.

Ge Li's clothes instantly transformed into a flawless white wedding dress; Wayne's attire also changed into a dashing formal suit.

Ge Li lifted her skirt and twirled around with satisfaction.

Ge Li: This dress is so beautiful.

Wayne (stammering): Yes... but you look even more beautiful in this dress.

With a smile, Ge Li extended his hand to him: "Mr. Wayne, may I have this dance with you?"

Wayne smiled faintly, took her hand with impeccable manners, and replied:

I would be delighted.

The two smiled at each other and began to dance.

Just then, another person suddenly appeared.

Chris: What...what are you doing?!

Wayne stopped moving, his expression freezing.

Seeing Chris's furious expression, Goth smiled and then took Wayne's hand.

Ge Li:

As you can see—

I'm marrying Wayne!

"Boom!"

A muffled rumble of thunder echoed in the sky.

(End of Part 1)

----split line----

Author:

I'm so tired from going back to my hometown today, I'm taking a day off.

I'll post the next part when I take my next leave of absence... (if I do, lol)

Chapter 234 Since you asked so sincerely...

In the midst of their drinking and pleasantries, the second brother suddenly seemed to remember something and asked:

"By the way, brother, have you received the payment for that batch of goods last time?"

Bernard shook his head.

"They told me that we would settle the accounts together next month."

Perhaps because he is too fat, the second son, who is nearly forty years old, looks younger than his two younger brothers, and his expression is more radiant.

Upon hearing Bernard's reply, he muttered a curse under his breath: "How long has it been dragging on! Ever since... ever since the last lord had his accident, the payment cycle has become increasingly unstable."

Bernard shook his head.

"Mark, watch your words."

Although he stopped his second brother's increasingly inappropriate remarks, his expression clearly showed that he himself thought the same thing.

Mark, the second oldest, clicked his tongue in annoyance, took a swig of strong liquor, and fell silent.

"Oh, brothers, it's not easy for us to get together, let's not talk about those troubling things tonight." The youngest youth in the room stood up, easing the somewhat stiff atmosphere.

"Our timber gang has built itself from scratch, bit by bit. Reaching this point is an achievement I never even dared to dream of back then." He raised his glass with pride, "Let's celebrate our shared cause!"

The atmosphere at the table became lively again.

However, this harmonious scene of sibling affection did not last long before it was broken by the commotion coming from outside.

"Who...who are you people?!"

A loud shout came from outside the door, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Bernard's expression changed, and he immediately put down his wine glass and stood up.

He faced the door, but his feet instinctively stepped back, moving closer to the window.

"boom!"

Debris flew everywhere, and the wooden door shattered into pieces, shooting out in all directions.

A slightly larger piece of wood flew straight toward Bernard.

Bernard conjured a wall of water with a wave of his hand, blocking the wooden piece and the flame that followed.

"Entering without permission is not proper etiquette for a guest."

Bernard suppressed his anger and tried his best to maintain his gentle and refined image.

Wayne, who had just barged in, wanted to shout "Open the door, water meter check!" to make a scene, but when he saw the mess of cups and plates in the room and the four drunken men standing there amidst the strong smell of alcohol, he immediately lost his interest in making a fuss.

"We are members of the city guard's special operations team. Now, I am formally informing you that you have been arrested!"

Wayne said with a straight face.

After the initial shock, Bernard finally came to his senses, frowning as if in disbelief, and said, "What action team? I've never heard of it before."

Just hearing him say that makes it sound like he was supposed to have heard it all along.

"Really? That's alright."

Wayne said calmly, "From this moment on, you've already heard about it."

……

Outside the Wood Gang's headquarters, on a higher hillside, Bulwer was using a monocular telescope to peer at a building not far away.

Over the years, through the creation of nature and the relentless transformation by humankind, the terrain here has been shaped into a depression resembling a canyon.

From this place, you can clearly see the scene inside.

He remembered the orders he had been given before the operation began.

—These four people are all going to die.

It was a firm and unequivocal decision, leaving no room for negotiation.

He let out a slightly disappointed sigh.

Since you have committed a sin, you must accept the punishment that comes with it.

This is something that should be taken for granted.

but--

The evil they committed is perhaps not even a hair's breadth compared to the real...

These four gang leaders can still be judged by themselves.

But who can judge those imperial nobles, the source of all evil?

The more I learn, the more confused I feel about my naive and ignorant self from back then, who was only full of enthusiasm.

Caught in this bottomless vortex, Bulwer felt himself being gradually tainted by filth, becoming one with evil, and slowly turning into a part of that dark shadow.