How To Survive as a Villain

The big man seemed like he wouldn’t be lacking in strength, the punch was hardly merciful, and this sudden attack made Xiao YuAn unable to defend himself. The only thing he could feel was a sharp pain in his abdomen, so strong that he feared his internal organs would be mixed together.

The porcelain cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered in several pieces. With the sound of the porcelain cup breaking in the background, Xiao YuAn also fell to the ground holding his stomach, his eyes were dazzled and his head swelled. It hurt so much that all he could do was suck in air. He hadn’t had much strength in the first place due to the fever, and because of that, he could only be reduced to the place of a victim.

The big man seemed to think that Xiao YuAn wasn’t miserable enough, so he stepped on his injured arm, immediately dying the white cloth with red blood.

A suffocating scream spilled from Xiao YuAn’s throat, making him violently cough, filling his mouth with the fishy sweet taste of blood, and making his whole body tremble uncontrollably.

Son of a Bitch!¹

Dage, who the hell are you?!

What kind of a plot is this?

Did he wake up in the wrong place?!

Well then, why don’t this Dage just knock him out! So he can wake up again!

“You…” Xiao YuAn couldn’t keep speaking, because as soon as he opened his mouth, he was suddenly grabbed by the collar. The big man easily picked him up and then threw him on the bed.

After being thrown on the bed and feeling immense dizziness, Xiao YuAn felt a sudden coldness coming from his lower body…. because his inner trousers were pulled down.

Xiao YuAn’s mind became clear in an instant, and inside his heart, he started to curse in several idioms.

Fuck!!! Nique ta mère!!! Fick!!! Y6/ik)a〇k!!! [Z^〇 !!!! Tu puta madre!!! Vaffanculo!!!²

Dage!! Article 488 of the Penal Code stipulates that anyone who mistreats an enemy who no longer resists, shall be sentenced up to three years of imprisonment, if the circumstances are serious!

The big man sneered and pulled out a dagger: “Don’t be afraid, it’s just a simple knife.”

“What are you going to do?” Xiao YuAn swallowed the fishy sweetness of blood in his throat and asked with a hoarse voice.

“Don’t worry, this won’t kill you, it’s just….” The big man smiled evilly. “It’s just that you can’t keep your little friend. I’m good with the knife, so don’t worry about the pain.”

Dage!!! This will be done in shitty medical conditions; there’s nothing to stop the bleeding, nothing to disinfect, like this, you’re going to kill me for sure!!! Who gave you the confidence to say that you won’t kill anyone!!! Learn about what an infection will do, learn about what will happen if someone suffers from excessive blood loss, there’s still so much you need to learn Dage!!!

The big man coughed twice and then inexplicably knocked the bedpost. He then stretched out his hand to hold Xiao YuAn firmly in place, and suddenly raised his dagger. The cold light coming from the dagger almost blinded Xiao YuAn, and just at the most critical moment, the bedchamber’s door was violently pushed open!

“Stop!!!”

A low roar came from the doorway, and the dagger in the big man’s hand fell away in fear, in response to the sudden command.

Xue Yan stood with his hands behind his back at the entrance of the bedchamber, he walked in calmly and glared at the big man with a majestically angry look.

“General Xue!” The big man quickly knelt down, while his voice trembled.

Xiao YuAn didn’t know what was going on right now. He just coughed up another mouthful of blood, staining the bedsheets and his chest. His hands shook when trying to pull up the bedsheets, wanting to cover up his bare lower body. In fact, he was actually very tired, extremely tired, both mentally and physically. The experience of being trampled by the bottom of one’s feet can completely crush a person.

“The Southern Yan never abuses its prisoners. Who told you to do this?!” Xue Yan’s gaze flickered twice between Xiao YuAn and the big man, then he scolded the big man fiercely.

“General Xue, please don’t get angry! Yan-huangzi sent me to castrate him! General Xue, please spare my life!” The big man begged for mercy.

Xiao YuAn’s hand, which was pulling on the quilt, suddenly stopped. He felt that it was difficult to breathe. As if he was frozen in time, like he was a lifeless withered tree that had been eroded by the cruelty of the wind and rain, and had no prospect of seeing spring again.

It felt so cold.

Xiao YuAn curled inwards slightly, his thin body was slightly trembling as well. He wanted to take a deep breath, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could only breath with his mouth open, like a fish out of the water. It was probably because of his fever that he was unable to breathe from his nose.

He felt cold, extremely cold.

Why was it that he didn’t feel this cold during the winter in the Northern Kingdom before?

“Did HeQing really send you here?” Xue Yan seemed to be quite surprised as well.

“Yes, General Xue!” The big man said.

“All right.” Xue Yan’s face slowly paled down a little. “You, go out and don’t dare to come back. I’ll go talk with HeQing.”

The big man was so overjoyed that he hurriedly got up and left.

Xue Yan sighed, and while standing at the edge of the bed, he said: “What does the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom need?”

However, the man on the bed didn’t answer. His right hand was tightly holding onto the bedding, his white knuckles and fingertips slightly trembled because of his own restraint and repression. After a while, he actually buried himself in laughter. This laughter was extremely sarcastic and indulgent, but he didn’t laugh twice. Instead, he coughed violently because he was sick. The coughing and laughing made the corners of his eyes turn red, showing him in a state of embarrassment and disgrace.

Xue Yan patiently waited for a while, and after some time, he turned around and left.

I think we all can agree that YHQ would never send someone to castrate (or even harm) XYA… and the uncle’s sudden entrance is quite… fishy ( ◑-◑)

Anyways, the harm is already done, and now our sweet boi thinks that YHQ wanted to castrate him ….. damn bro o(･´д･｀o)))三(((o´･д｀･)o

Footnotes

1. MMP; it’s a curse, forbidden word in Sichuan dialect, something like: “Your mother is a bitch”. Which equals to: “Son of bitch”.
2. The “Fuck” was already in English on the RAWs. Nique ta mère: “Fuck your mother” in French. Fick: “Fuck” in German. “Y6/ik)a〇k!!! [Z^〇 !!!!” it was like this on the RAWs, I guess is just cursing gibberish. Tu puta madre: “Fuck your mother” or “Your mother is a hoe” in Spanish. Vaffanculo: “Fuck off!” or “Fuck!” in Italian.