The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 209

Chapter 209

Where was she? Lan You woke up to find herself lying on a pile of damp straw, which emitted a musty smell. A few mice peeked out from a corner, and upon seeing Lan You look at them, they scurried away, one even running over her foot.

Lan You's eyes widened in horror at the sight of the mice, and it took her a long time to come to her senses. Only after the tail of one mouse disappeared through a crack in the wall did she finally open her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound. Her throat hurt too much.

Looking around, the place reminded her of the dilapidated thatched cottage she once lived in with Lan Qing and Old Man Lan. However, this place was much more solid, as the walls were completely windproof.

At this point, she could no longer feel her lower body, not even pain, which filled her with immense fear. She wondered if she was paralyzed.

She noticed a small opening in the wall behind her, which was a door. Using her arms to prop herself up, she started crawling towards the door.

She absolutely couldn't die here.

As Lan You was halfway there, suddenly, footsteps were heard outside, followed by two steamed buns being thrown through the opening, landing right in front of her.

Only then did Lan You feel the hunger in her stomach. She stopped and stared at the steamed buns for nearly a minute before looking away and continuing to crawl towards the door.

Knowing the door must be locked, she tried pulling on it. Finding it immovable, despair rose in her heart.

One day, two days, three days...

Aside from the initial steamed buns, Lan You received no food, and the mice had completely devoured those two buns due to her initial disdain.

She felt she was going to starve to death. This made no sense; she was a transmigrator, meant to be the protagonist. According to the unwritten rule that protagonists don't die, she couldn't possibly die here.

"Click."

The sound of the door opening reached Lan You's ears, and her eyes lit up.

After reuniting with Xiao Hongjing, Ling Chunan once again lived a life where everything was provided for him, though it was a bit boring without the female lead's occasional quirky glances. However, Xiao Hongjing quickly found him new amusements.

The thrill of a carriage ride in ancient times was far more exciting than in modern times, especially when passing through bustling markets.

Initially, Ling Chunan was somewhat embarrassed, given the poor sound insulation of the carriage, but he relaxed when he realized Xiao Hongjing was more afraid of being overheard by outsiders. This made him more daring in teasing Xiao Hongjing, often leaving Xiao anxious.

"Master, young master, we've arrived at Dongyue." The voice of Ying Jiu came from outside the carriage.

Ling Chunan swatted Xiao Hongjing's hand away, tidied his disheveled clothes, and said to the outside, "Stop at the city gate."

"Yes, young master."

Seeing his beloved paying no more attention to him, Xiao Hongjing moved closer to help Ling Chunan with his buttons while suggesting, "Would you like to go shopping? I'll accompany you."

The sword-fighting tournament was to be held at the Tianshan Sect, located behind the city of Dongyue on the mountain. With ten days left until the tournament, warriors gathering for the event crowded the streets of Dongyue City.

Of course, Xiao Hongjing was not at ease letting Ling Chunan go out alone. His beloved was too attractive; what if someone abducted him?

Ling Chunan dismissed this notion. Was he that easily swayed?

But seeing Xiao Hongjing's persistent joy, Ling Chunan let him be.

Walking on the street, Ling Chunan turned heads, but to his dissatisfaction, most people seemed to think he was a woman disguised as a man. Had it not been for Xiao Hongjing's presence, countless people would have approached him.

Even with Xiao Hongjing there, some couldn't resist.

Stopping in front of a pretentious young man, Ling Chunan halted.

Seeing Ling Chunan stop, the young man's eyes gleamed with pleasure. Then, lifting his chin, he said, "Girl, I've taken a fancy to you. How about it? Come back to my place tonight, and you'll live comfortably for the rest of your life."

Ling Chunan: "Not interested."

"Do you know who I am?" The young man grew displeased, and his several muscular guards echoed, "Do you know who our young master is?"

Ling Chunan blinked, "No."

"Then let me tell you, I am..."

Xiao Hongjing interrupted, "Move aside."

The young man's unspoken words were choked back, nearly causing him to cough. His face turned red with effort and anger, but meeting Xiao Hongjing's gaze, his expression worsened, "Who are you? Dare to talk to me like this?"

Before Xiao Hongjing could reply, a hand landed on the young man's neck, belonging to Ying Jiu who had just stepped out with them.

"Host, this person is Xu Wenbo, the son of the head of the Tianshan Sect, Xu Congshan," reported 098, the encyclopedia.

Ling Chunan hummed in acknowledgment, indicating he understood.

Xu Wenbo was a disposable character in the original story, punished by Bai Hantian for harassing the female lead. Unconvinced, he attempted to harm the female lead several times, eventually meeting his end at the hands of the demon sect's leader.

What intrigued Ling Chunan was why Xu Congshan, a pure martial artist, would give his son such a scholarly name.

Seeing Xu Wenbo so easily subdued, his followers exchanged looks of alarm, clearly unaware of how Ying Jiu had appeared so suddenly.

Xu Wenbo, now choking and turning a shade of purple, his forehead bulging with veins, looked terrifying.

Xiao Hongjing glanced at Ling Chunan, who nodded. After a few seconds, he said, "Let go."

"Yes," Ying Jiu complied, stepping back.

Xu Wenbo, supported by his guards, gasped for air, his gaze filled with terror when looking at Xiao Hongjing. Before he could catch his breath, he and his guards scurried away, pushing through the onlookers.

Among the spectators were martial artists familiar with this notorious playboy. The crowd began to murmur.

"Isn't that the young head of the Tianshan Sect? What's he doing harassing people in the street?"

"You must be new here. Everyone in Dongyue City knows this young master is infatuated with beauties," a local chimed in, then whispered, "But he mistreats the girls he takes, refusing to marry them and eventually driving them out. Truly sinful."

"Unbelievable!"

"Still, this person is exceptionally beautiful, even in men's clothing. I wonder how they would look in women's attire..."

"Shush! Let's disperse."

Xiao Hongjing turned away, lowering his gaze to Ling Chunan, "Let's continue our walk."

"Let's not," Ling Chunan shook his head. He just wanted some fresh air; there wasn't much to see. Running into a disposable male character was an unexpected delight, "Let's go back."

"Alright," Xiao Hongjing agreed, always following Ling Chunan's wishes.

Xiao Hongjing wouldn't let Ling Chunan stay in an inn. Upon hearing Ling Chunan would visit Dongyue, he had arranged for a separate courtyard in the city, decorated just like their old home, but with an added garden of roses in full bloom. Ling Chunan, noticing the flowers, glanced at Xiao Hongjing.

"Do you like it? Darling," Xiao Hongjing also looked back at Ling Chunan.

Ling Chunan stared for a while before nodding, "Yes."

Xiao Hongjing's smile was gentle, "As long as you're happy."

Ling Chunan wrapped his arms around Xiao Hongjing, burying his head in his chest, "Thank you."

Xiao Hongjing's hand paused before resting on Ling Chunan's back, patting gently.

"Aren't you happy?" 098 asked Ling Chunan when they were alone, sensing his host's mood.

"Not really," Ling Chunan replied.

Surprised by his host's straightforwardness, 098 hesitated, "Why?"

"Just not very happy."

"..."

Ling Chunan suddenly laughed, "Just kidding. What's the reversal value now?"

Looking around, 098 replied, "Host, it's at 45%." Lately, Ling Chunan had been constantly close with Xiao Hongjing, leaving 098 reluctant to interrupt, watching the reversal value rise without anyone to share the joy with. Now that Ling Chunan had finally asked, 098 felt excited, "Host, the female lead was taken back to the demon sect and locked in a dungeon full of rats. She was starved for three days, nearly resorting to eating the rats."

"And then?" Ling Chunan inquired, "According to the pattern, she should have escaped by now."

"…How did you know?" 098 was astonished.

Ling Chunan shrugged, "Don't look at me like that. I don't have a tracker on the female lead."

"Oh, later the sect leader's confidant, who was watching over the female lead to ensure she didn't die, took a liking to her. Taking advantage of his healing retreat, he sent the female lead away. Now, she's recovering with Xue Zhiyi," 098 explained.

Ling Chunan nodded, "What about Bai Hantian?"

"Host, there's no trace of Bai Hantian for now. I can only sense that he's still alive." In this world, where the identity of the male lead was unclear, 098's system automatically classified him as a secondary character, hence it couldn't monitor his actions continuously. Just being able to sense his life status was considered good.

098 felt that the most challenging part of Ling Chunan's mission was determining who the true male lead was. At least three potential characters were expected to appear around the sword-fighting tournament, making 098 increasingly anxious. A mistake in identifying the male lead could prevent the reversal value from reaching full. 098 certainly did not want to see the mission fail.

On the third day of their arrival in Dongyue City, someone sneaked into Ling Chunan's room.

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