The Villain’s Memories Revealed

“Fairy Nangong was actually such a naive child?”

“It seems so. The Demon Emperor was clearly a beggar at that time. He was starving to death and only had that almost moldy sesame cake, but he still chose to give the sesame cake to Fairy Nangong without hesitation. Fairy Nangong did not even thank him but blamed the biscuits for being too unpalatable.”

“Well, it’s not hard to understand. Some people are oblivious to other people’s plight. Fairy Nangong has been living a life of luxury since she was a child. How can she even comprehend the plight and suffering of the Demon Emperor as a beggar?”

“Hey, keep your voice down…”

Some people sighed rueful, while others kept quiet out of fear. After all, Nangong Rou was not far away. How could she not hear bad things about her childhood self?

Nangong Rou didn’t scold them because ,in her opinion, she was indeed a little naive back then.

…

All over the world, countless people were shocked to witness this scene in the light curtain.

“Being able to do something like this for a first-time acquaintance proves that the Demon Emperor was at least not a wicked person in his childhood…”

“Yes, what kind of experience can make the Demon Emperor turn into what he is today?”

“Indeed, I’m also curious about it. How did a mere beggar ascend into a Demon Emperor?”

As soon as somebody made this remark, everyone woke up from their reverence.

Right, how could a little beggar become the Demon Emperor in charge of the heavens?

…

Nangong Rou’s parents did not show up even after half a month. She also lived a famished life with Jiang Zhige during that time.

Jiang Zhige comforted Nangong Rou every time, but as time passed, Nangong Rou couldn’t stand the life of not having enough to eat.

“Rou’er, I…”

“Go away! Go away! You are not my brother! I want to find my parents!”

Jiang Zhige wanted to dissuade Nangong Rou, but was pushed away by rude and unreasonable Nangong Rou while crying loudly.

Seeing that Nangong Rou was about to run out in the heavy snow, Jiang Zhige hurriedly grabbed her tiny hand and said in a hurry: “Rou’er, give me some more time. I will definitely find you something to eat today, OK?”

Jiang Zhigo knew very well that if Nangong Rou’s parents were still in Yucheng, they would have sent people to look out for her in nearby proximity, but for half a month, he never saw anyone searching for Nangong Rou. It proved that Nangong Rou’s parents were not in Yucheng at all.

Nangong Rou was still young and couldn’t even walk properly. She would probably freeze to death outside if she ran in the snow.

“You, you are not allowed to lie…”

Nangong Rou’s face was full of tears, and she kept choking.

At this time, her little face was dark because of dirt, and her dress was also no longer clean. She looked just like Jiang Zhige, a beggar.

“Rou’er, don’t worry. I’ll not only find food today, but I may also find your parents.”

Jiang Zhigo smiled and comforted on the surface, but his heart was extremely heavy with guilt.

He had tried his best to take care of Nangong Rou, but after all, he was just a beggar. How could he provide Nangong Rou with a satisfactory life?

…

“It’s hard to imagine that this humble beggar in front of me could actually be the Demon Emperor who would later inspire awe in everyone on Heavenly Realm…”

“Is it worth the trouble? It is already very kind of you to save someone’s life. How could you tolerate the unruly nature of Miss Qianjin?”

The onlookers in the hall frowned one after another. For half a month, they saw how much Jiang Zhige had gone through for Nangong Rou.

Jiang Zhige himself could not get enough to eat or clothe himself properly in this bone-chilling winter. In order to feed and clothe Nangong Rou, he had already fainted from starvation several times and nearly lost his life in the heavy snowy season.

Jiang Zhige went through so much trouble and expended such a great deal of effort only to receive Nangong Rou’s hostility and cold shoulder.

Hearing the people’s comments, Nangong Rou secretly clenched her fist.

She was not angry at these remarks, but she felt a tinge of… guilt.

…

After leaving the ruined temple, Jiang Zhige went straight to the downtown area of ​​Yucheng.

By now, the new year has passed, and the Yucheng market has regained its liveliness. The sounds of roadside peddlers calling out for customers could be heard endlessly.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Jiang Zhige quickly locked his eyes on a shop which sold steamed buns.

He looked uncertain and hesitated for a long time.

Thinking of Nangong Rou, who was still waiting for him in the ruined temple, Jiang Zhige finally made up his mind.

He took a deep breath and quietly approached the steamed bun shop calmly.

The boss of the steamed bun selling shop was a tall and robust middle-aged man. He soon noticed that there was something wrong with Jiang Zhige.

Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Zhige suddenly rushed over like an arrow, grabbed a steamed bun, and ran away.

“Damn it! Smelly brat, you stand there for me!”

The boss of the steamed bun shop immediately rolled up his sleeves and started to pursue him while yelling.

Jiang Zhige, who was weak, couldn’t run very fast. Due to his guilty conscience and nervousness, he couldn’t even see the road ahead clearly. He bumped into a man’s back before he ran far. He slipped and almost fell to the ground.

Because of this, the boss of the steamed bun shop quickly caught up with Jiang Zhige. He grabbed Jiang Zhige by the back of his neck with one hand and lifted him.

“Smelly brat, I don’t want to hit you so obediently hand over the steamed bun to me!”

The boss of the steamed bun shop stared at Jiang Zhige like a fiend, and his ferocious look made Jiang Zhige pale.

But even so, he continued to clutch the steamed bun and didn’t let it go.

The boss of the steamed bun shop looked a little gloomy and said coldly: “Smelly brat, I think you have been begging here for some time. You have never stolen or robbed before. I even felt sorry for you and never expected you to do such a lowly thing.”

Jiang Zhige gritted his teeth and did not speak. He just held the steamed bun tightly.

“Two steamed buns are not a big deal for me, but I can’t just give them to you. Do you know why? Once a guy like you has a first time, he will become a thief for a lifetime. Even if I don’t beat you today, I will teach you a lesson.”

Jiang Zhige’s strength was much worse than that of the boss of the steamed bun shop. He tried his best to protect the steamed bun, but failed in the end.

The boss of the steamed bun shop took a look at the deformed steamed bun crushed by Jiang Zhige. He did not take it back to his shop. Instead, he bit it and threw it on the ground, followed by severely trampling it to pieces.

In order to prevent Jiang Zhige from picking up the residue, the owner of the steamed bun shop also specially mixed the broken pieces of buns in the soil and snow with his feet.

Jiang Zhige’s expression was completely dejected. He watched helplessly as the steamed bun got trampled by the boss.

Seeing the despair in Jiang Zhige’s eyes, the boss of the steamed bun shop sneered and walked back.

Just after he took a few steps, Jiang Zhige, who was behind him, suddenly fell to his knees with a plop.

The boss of the steamed bun shop was startled. He looked back and saw Jiang Zhige, who was on his knees.

“You are…”

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Jiang Zhige kowtowed three times with his head banging on the ground, making a strand of blood seep from his forehead.

“Why are you doing this? I didn’t say I would give you a steamed bun if you kowtow.”

The boss of the steamed bun shop frowned slightly. He didn’t expect Jiang Zhige to do this.

Jiang Zhige knelt down on the ground, lowered his head, and spoke in a trembling voice: “Senior, I have begged for a living since I was young. It would not be surprising if I starved and died of cold someday. But I have a sister. I can’t let her be like me.”

“Ridiculous, you can’t even support yourself. How dare you take in and shelter unrelated people?”

The boss of the steamed bun shop shook his head. He had seen Jiang Zhige begging alone in the city for many years so he knew that he didn’t have any sister.

Now, there was suddenly a sister. It was obvious that Jiang Zhige took in a younger beggar.

“She calls me brother, then she is the only relative in my life…”

Jiang Zhige’s eyes turned red, and he bowed to the boss of the steamed bun shop.