I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Meow...

A faint meow sounded in the back courtyard of the manor.

Chen Lun looked towards the sound and saw a small white kitten hiding under a tree, calling out. It seemed somewhat malnourished, shivering.

Chen Lun walked over and gently picked it up.

Looking into the kitten's amber-colored eyes, he felt a hint of longing and pleading. From its weak cries, he gathered some intermittent, fragmented information.

This was a stray cat's kitten, struggling to survive the hardships of life, abandoned by its mother. Starving and cold, it had sneaked through a gap in the manor's fence and, upon seeing Chen Lun, inexplicably took a great liking to this human, wanting to stay close to him and depend on him.

"Lucky you, I was just about to go grab something to eat,"

Chen Lun stuffed it into his pocket and turned to leave.

Afternoon.

After finishing teaching Rebecca, Chen Lun burrowed into the villa's study to continue his "treasure hunt."

Binose the butler had specially instructed the maid to prepare a bowl of milk for the little white kitten. After eating and drinking its fill, it perked up and jumped around on Chen Lun's desk.

"Did you complete the task I gave you?"

Chen Lun's gaze shifted from the book in his hand to the little creature beside him.

The little white kitten tilted its head in confusion, seemingly unaware of what he was talking about.

"Well... you're too young to be a spy; that would be too much to ask of you."

Chen Lun smirked.

He had originally wanted the little white kitten to scout around the villa and confirm whether Viscount Pompey had already obtained Philip's Legacy, but clearly, it was too young to understand such complex instructions.

"Go play then,"

He stood up and continued to search through books.

There were many books in the study, but with Chen Lun's efficient searching, more than half had already been gone through.

As evening approached, he still had not found anything.

Looking at the last wall of books remaining, Chen Lun sighed internally.

"Supernatural Knowledge is indeed rare, even in the viscount's study, I've only found one piece so far..."

At that moment, as usual, Binose knocked on the door, informing him that dinner time had arrived.

Chen Lun put down the book in his hand and left with the little white kitten.

At the dining table.

"Mr. Jack, I specifically instructed the cook to prepare a dish for you, hehe!"

Rebecca said.

She turned her head to look eagerly at Chen Lun, her cheeks flushed.

She had initially planned to keep it secret and wait until Mr. Jack saw his favorite dish before reminding him, then make an impression on him.

But Rebecca couldn't hold it in.

"Oh? I really appreciate your thoughtfulness, Miss Rebecca,"

Chen Lun smiled.

Rebecca's heart leaped with joy, and she hurriedly signaled the maid to lift the lid.

"Mr. Jack, this is a fine black cod,"

Binose added from the side.

He knew Miss Rebecca's intentions and gave her his support.

"Oh, I really like it... Thank you so much, Miss Rebecca, you are truly a thoughtful lady."

Chen Lun cut a tiny piece of fish, forked it into his mouth, and chewed, showing an expression of enjoyment.

In reality, he swallowed it directly.

Rebecca was overjoyed and cast a grateful glance at Floey sitting next to Chen Lun.

If it weren't for Miss Floey, she wouldn't have known that Mr. Jack liked fish. She was grateful that Floey had shared this secret, which had earned her praise from Mr. Jack.

Come on, Rebecca!

You must deepen your relationship with Miss Floey and win over Mr. Jack eventually!

Floey slightly turned her head, sensing Chen Lun's bitter emotions, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

"Mr. Jack, please eat, it will affect the taste if it gets cold..."

Rebecca urged.

"Ah, of course."

Chen Lun sensed trouble, his finger hooked slightly under the table, emitting a faint light.

Meow!

The little white cat leapt up, jumped onto the table, and then snatched the fish from the plate.

The action was done in one fluid motion, completely ignoring everyone else.

"..."

Rebecca was stunned, as were the Binose butler and Viscount and Viscountess Pompey.

"Aha! It seems that Miss Rebecca's kindness is irresistible even to a little kitten..."

Chen Lun chuckled, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Hearing this, Rebecca's sullen mood slightly improved, though she secretly regretted it.

...

Time quickly passed a week.

A sensational piece of news spread through the entire Amber City—

Congressman Daniel was assassinated!

Countless residents were outraged, a good man who dared to speak up for and act on behalf of the common people, was brutally murdered!

"Protest! The Security Office of Amber City is ineffectual!"

"It must be Congressman Daniel's proposals and stances that touched the interests of the nobles, they must have sent someone to assassinate His Excellency! The murderer must be severely punished!"

A large number of residents holding signs paraded on the streets like a dragon.

There were also many workers who even went on strike, wearing dirty uniforms, joining the ranks and shouting themselves hoarse.

However, such situations mostly occurred in the Outer City District.

The Inner City District remained serene, and although the death of Congressman Daniel was shocking, it merely startled the elites, with many middle-class individuals actually clapping in approval.

There had recently been an incident at the Garden Hotel, where Congressman Lawson's son died, and now there had been an assassination, leading to the death of Congressman Daniel.

The elites felt insecure, so they covertly pressured the Security Office, hoping to improve the safety of the Inner City District.

Each year, a hefty amount of taxes maintained the police and guards, how could they allow these high-ranking individuals to live in constant fear?

Only a few elites, through the channels of the special department in the Shelter, came to know some undisclosed secrets.

They breathed a sigh of relief, cautiously making statements, as long as it did not concern them, they were actually safe.

Outer City District.

Low Tide Floral Bird Tavern.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Today, the place was unusually empty, without a single customer.

The heavily made-up landlady leaned against the corner, her eyes wide open, blood spilling from her mouth, with a large hole torn through her chest and abdomen.

Clearly, she had been killed.

In the backyard, the ground was covered with bodies, all members of the Iron Fist Gang.

A brown-haired young man stood erect at the building's entrance; at his feet knelt a headless corpse, burly in stature.

The headless corpse's neck wound was jagged, as if a beast had bitten off the head.

"Sir... sir, I don't know! I really don't know that person's identity!"

A member of the Iron Fist Gang cowered before the young man, terrified.

This unfamiliar man barged in, started slaughtering without a word, even Gary the boss was killed by him in one move. It was just a fleeting glimpse; it seemed the stranger merely made a gesture, and Gary's head vanished!

Fear spread in his heart, he dared not lie, spilling everything he knew.

"So, it was this person who killed Daniel's butler and took some of the craftsmen...?"

The young man muttered to himself, looking forward.

After killing Daniel, the Oil Paint Viscount had him take over Daniel's unfinished business, so Vigrey came to Low Tide.

He shifted his gaze down to the headless corpse at his feet.

"Control the gang leader, scout out news about Viscount Pompey and 'Dolly'?

It seems the Transcendent within Pompey Manor is indeed him..."

The young man's face showed contemplation and murderous intent.

"When was I exposed...? It shouldn't be, could it be divination-type supernatural methods?"

He pondered for a moment, then decided to make a trip back to Pompey Manor.

Everything there was already considered his possession; no matter who this unknown enemy was, they were not allowed to covet it.