Life of a Villain

Lu Clan.

Lu Yong sat inside the room, his eyes closed, but his eyelids fluttered from time to time as if he was reminiscing something.

On one side, a beautiful woman in red cheongsam stood with one hand clutching the chair, her gaze fixed on Lu Yong, one could see the concern in her eyes, and on the other side, Lu Yuan stood with his head down, his eyes filled with hatred.

"Was I wrong all this time?" muttered Lu Yong as he slowly opened his eyes and turned to face the woman

The woman's eyes softened, but before she could say anything, a loud weathered voice reverberated in the room.

"No, you were not wrong,"

Shock filled everyone's eyes as they all knelt on the ground with one knee.

"Ancestor,"

A withered, bald old man appeared inside the room, his gaze fixed on the three figures kneeling before him.

"I've been observing you for the past two days and I must say that I'm disappointed."

Lu Yong was shocked, and he raised his head to look at the Old man in front of him.

"Ancestor?"

The ancestor shook his head, "Are you not thinking about your dead son? Aren't you swayed by that young man's words? All I can say is that your determination has deteriorated all this time. I remember you were one of the most talented and capable of your brothers to lead this clan. I saw your determination when you were young. I saw that you believed in yourself. But today, just the words of a young man have caused you to doubt yourself?"

Lu Yong's eyes glowed with confusion. "But wasn't he correct? I was so engrossed with maintaining the image of the clan that I forgot Lu An was also my son?"

A mocking laugh escaped his lips, "I may be a good patriarch but not a good father."

Meanwhile, the woman's eyes welled up with tears as she gazed at Lu Yong. She was filled with shame, since she knew she had always neglected her dead son. All this time, her only goal had been to rebuild her destroyed clan, and a crippled son would not help her in any way. But her thoughts were interrupted when a loud voice echoed in the room.

"ENOUGH,"

"I told you before and I am telling you now, there is no place for useless men in the Lu clan. If it had been my son who had a crippled body, I would have killed him myself."

The old man took a deep breath. "I don't want someone who is so weak on the inside to lead my Lu clan. If you still don't change your attitude, I have to look for someone else."

Lu Yong was stunned, but he still felt some remorse for his late son. But before he could decide, a loud knock on the door interrupted him.

A frown formed on his face as he looked at the door.

"Come In,"

The door opened, and a plump man in a yellow robe stepped inside. He had a frown on his face, but his gaze was drawn to the old man, who was staring at him coldly.

His heart skipped a beat and all the hairs on his body stood up. He knelt down and yelled.

"Ancestor,"

The old man's gaze was fixed on the plump man before his voice echoed throughout the room, "What is it?"

"L...Lord, a man wanted to meet with the Patriarch," the plump man stuttered

The ancestor frowned, "Who is he?"

However, the plump man shook his head, "I'm not sure, but he's a powerful cultivator. When he looked at me, I felt as if I had fallen into an icy hell."

The ancestor's brows furrowed. But before he could say anything, a middle-aged man appeared in the room.

He wore a black robe and a straw hat that covered his face.

But the ancestor was baffled when he saw the man in front of him.

"Heavenly Realm Cultivator?" He muttered and clasped his hand.

"May I know the name of the esteemed guest?" He asked humbly. Even though he was a Heavenly Realm Cultivator, the man in front of him is stronger. He could feel the man's slight pressure on him.

However, the man shook his head slightly. "You don't have to know what my name is. I have only one question for you."

The ancestor's brows were raised. "Please ask,"

"I heard that young man insulted your family and that you couldn't do anything about it. I was just wondering if you knew anyone who was protecting him."

When the ancestor heard his words, a flash of hatred flashed through his eyes, but he said calmly, "No, as far as I know, no one is protecting him."

"I heard that your clan's patriarch confronted him," the man said after a slight pause. He said this while looking at Lu Yong, who was still kneeling on the ground.

Lu Yong's gaze was fixed on the man the entire time. When the ancestor began to speak respectfully to this man, he was shocked. He could also sense that the man in front of him was unfathomable.

His eyes shifted to the ancestor, who nodded slightly.

Lu Yong rose to his feet and cleared his throat "Yes, but when I confronted him, he possessed some strange power that allowed him to withstand my pressure. There was no one to protect him."

But the old man interjected, "Do you have any enmity with that young man?"

The ancestor's gaze was fixed on the man in front of him. His clan became a laughingstock after that day. The mighty Lu clan has become a pathetic joke in the eyes of many people, and it's all because of that Young Man. Even though he did receive the fruit that allowed him to live longer, he would never forget the humiliation he suffered.

The only thing that kept him from killing that young man was his background. However, the man in front of him is also very strong and may have tremendous power behind him. He could grab this opportunity to exact vengeance.

The man's gaze was drawn to the ancestor, and only one word came out of his mouth.

"Yes"