The Villain: Claiming The Protagonist's Master

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Several elders, their robes flowing like wisps of cloud and their figures ethereal as if crafted from stardust, descended slowly from the sky.

Leading them was a man with a benevolent face, his expression calm and wise. He seemed to glide on the very air itself, exuding an aura that was both otherworldly and grand, like a deity descending from the heavens.

This man was none other than Chen Feng, the president of the Sky Vault Auction House's East Huazhou branch.

With a sweep of his hand, an oppressive force surged toward Ye Fan, bearing down on him like a mountain.

"You…"

Under the crushing weight of this Grand Saint peak-level power, Ye Fan's legs buckled, and he fell to his knees, forced to the ground.

Despite his resistance, he could do nothing to fend off the suffocating pressure.

"Such strength… Aunt Luo, save me!" Ye Fan cried out in his heart, yet no answer came.

Crack!

The ground beneath Ye Fan's knees shattered as the pressure weighed down on him, forcing him lower until he lay prone, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

If his display of dominance earlier had been satisfying, his current state was nothing but miserable.

Around him, the onlookers sneered and smirked, some even openly mocking him.

"Tch, serves him right. Doesn't know his place—he's lucky to be alive right now."

"Shame, though, about that dual-pupiled eye of his."

"He brought this on himself. The heavens forgive, but mortals must face their consequences. The fool offended someone he shouldn't have, and now he's paying for it."

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, putting every ounce of his strength into resisting Chen Feng's oppressive aura, his face twisted in defiance.

Spurt!

Blood spattered from his mouth, his complexion growing ever paler, his breath coming in shallow, weakening gasps.

"President Chen, please show mercy!"

Seeing Ye Fan in such a state, Xiao Ruoyu's expression shifted to alarm. She couldn't just stand by and watch her friend die right in front of her.

Chen Feng's brow creased as he cast a cool glance in Xiao Ruoyu's direction. Recognizing her, he hesitated briefly before releasing the aura pressing on Ye Fan.

Xiao Ruoyu was the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, the second most powerful clan in East Huazhou. For her sake, he would extend this favor.

Relieved, Xiao Ruoyu let out a breath. At least Ye Fan was no longer in mortal danger.

She stepped forward to help him up.

Ye Fan wiped the blood from his mouth, his face pallid, but he forced a faint smile at her. "Ruoyu… thank you."

"No need to thank me." Xiao Ruoyu managed a small, rueful smile.

At that moment, Chen Feng strode forward, his expression icy as he looked down at Ye Fan. "You brat, you injured one of my guards from the Sky Vault Auction House. How many lives do you think you have to waste? Do you think you can trample our rules?"

He sneered, voice dripping with contempt. "Just because you have dual-pupiled eyes, you think you can run wild in my Sky Vault Auction House?"

At Chen Feng's words, fury surged in Ye Fan's heart, but he knew he was no match for this man. He could only swallow his anger for now.

"It wasn't me trying to cause trouble. He was the one who refused my entry!" Ye Fan's voice was thick with resentment as he pointed toward the guard captain lying on the ground.

One of the guards stepped forward and addressed Chen Feng with a bow. "President, this guy claimed our new rules were ridiculous."

"Oh?"

Chen Feng gave Ye Fan a dismissive glance and snorted coldly. "Ridiculous? Who do you think you are? Since when does an outsider like you get to comment on our rules?"

"You think our auction house is a place where paupers like you can act out? If today wasn't an auction day, your life would've ended a thousand times over by now."

Chen Feng waved a hand dismissively, addressing the guards. "Keep following the rules. Let those who can't afford it stay as far away as possible."

"Yes, sir!" the guards chorused.

Without sparing Ye Fan another look, Chen Feng swept his robe, taking his entourage with him as he departed.

The crowd watched the elders leave, marveling at the faint traces of Dao energy surrounding them. They were Grand Saint-level experts, each and every one, highlighting the immense power of the Sky Vault Auction House.

Ye Fan clenched his teeth, humiliation and rage swirling within him.

"You idiot! It's fine if you want to die, but did you have to drag Sister Ruoyu down with you?"

Seeing Chen Feng depart, Xia Qingxue stormed over, raising her hand as if to slap Ye Fan.

But before she could strike, Xiao Ruoyu stepped in to block her. "Qingxue, that's enough."

"Sister Ruoyu, he nearly got you hurt! Why are you stopping me?" Xia Qingxue snapped, her face flushed with anger.

Xiao Ruoyu merely smiled and shook her head. "This wasn't his fault."

"Not his fault?" Xia Qingxue scoffed. "If he doesn't have spirit stones, what's he doing here, stirring up trouble? The guards told him he couldn't enter, yet he still went ahead and injured one of them." Her voice was full of indignation.

Noticing Xiao Ruoyu's continued defense of Ye Fan, Xia Qingxue's annoyance deepened. She swore to herself that she would find a way to drive a wedge between them, to tear apart any affection Xiao Ruoyu held for him.

As the two argued, Ye Fan let out a sudden, enraged roar.

"Damn it! Someone's definitely setting me up."

Gritting his teeth, his face contorted with anger and frustration, Ye Fan's heart seethed with fury.

First, he'd been denied entry by the guards, taunted into a fight, and then the auction president had conveniently appeared to humiliate him in public. It was too perfect, too well-timed. A trap carefully laid out just for him.

"Who is it? Who dares to scheme against me?"

"I don't care who you are—when I find you, I'll make you pay!"

He took a deep, shaky breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"What a coward. All you can do is complain, blame others…"

Xia Qingxue crossed her arms, glaring at Ye Fan with disdain. "You think that just because you have those dual-pupiled eyes, you're invincible?"

"You think the entire Profound Sky Continent should revolve around you? This is the Sky Vault Auction House. Its backing is beyond anything you could ever hope to reach. Who do you think you are that anyone would waste time scheming against you?"

At Xia Qingxue's words, Xiao Ruoyu's brows furrowed slightly. She too felt Ye Fan might be overthinking things. The Sky Vault Auction House was vast, its influence stretching across the continent. Compared to such a colossus, Ye Fan was barely worth a thought.

Surely, the auction house had no reason to set up such an elaborate ruse just to humiliate him.

With that in mind, she turned to him, offering a few comforting words. "Young Master Ye, don't let it trouble you too much. Qingxue's just quick to speak her mind; she means no harm. Honestly, though, I think you may be reading too much into this."

It was then that Ye Fan's gaze was drawn to a couple nearby.

The man was dashing, clad in sleek black robes, carrying himself with a confident, carefree charm. The woman beside him was stunningly beautiful, her arm looped through his, her face radiant with happiness.

They walked in close embrace, a picture of intimacy, their faces glowing with bliss.

That sight pierced Ye Fan's heart like a blade, a deep and searing pang of jealousy flaring within him.

Especially seeing the man's roguish hand resting on the woman's shapely figure. Ye Fan's fingers tightened into fists as his blood boiled with fury, a cold fire igniting in his eyes.

Seeing the woman's coy smile and how she leaned so willingly into the man's touch, Ye Fan could barely contain the seething rage churning inside him.

"Damn harlot!" he muttered, his voice filled with bitter contempt.

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