Villain: I Am Wronged, Master, I Am Really Not A Scumbag

"Gurulu——"

Gao Qishen picked up the wine flask at his waist and took a sip, looking at the fleeing crowd on the street with a smug smile.

He reached behind him and pulled out a small crossbow made of pure gold. Squinting his eyes, he aimed at the left leg of a peddler who was about to escape, as if he was hunting in the outskirts, ready to have some fun as usual.

But suddenly, he glanced at the right corner of the street and saw a couple frantically packing up their stall and rushing to close the door before it was too late.

Looking at the middle-aged woman in a bamboo hairpin and a sturdy figure with a mature charm, his eyes lit up instantly!

He forgot about the crossbow and whipped his horse to the front of the stall.

"Chomp chomp chomp, why are you in such a hurry to close the stall?"

He dismounted and walked towards the couple with an evil smile.

"Gao... Gao... Gao Young Master, it's getting late, we... we're about to close..."

The man was so scared that he couldn't speak properly, but he didn't dare to make any more moves, afraid that this young ruffian would cause trouble.

"Nonsense, it's not even time to close yet? First, give me a bowl of noodles."

"You, come pour me some wine."

Gao Qishen picked up his whip and casually left a blood mark on the man's face, then coldly ordered the woman.

"Yes... yes... Gao Young Master, please wait a moment!"

The man stumbled from the whip, not daring to refuse, and quickly returned to the stall, busily starting to cook the noodles.

The woman was also trembling with fear, quickly lowering her face and wiping the tables and chairs behind her, pouring wine into a cup for Gao Qishen.

Gao Qishen sat down arrogantly, but before he could take a few sips, he couldn't help but look at the woman's broad shoulders and cautious demeanor.

He leaned in and whispered with a smile.

"Madam, you do business on this street. Have you paid enough security fees this year?"

"We... we have! Absolutely enough! Gao Young Master, rest assured, our family has never missed a payment for security fees!"

The woman quickly replied.

"Oh, never missed a payment every year. It seems like your business is doing quite well."

"Then from now on, triple the security fee for your family."

"What... what?!"

Gao Qishen continued to smile evilly, scaring the woman to the point where her legs almost gave out and she nearly collapsed on the spot.

"Gao... Gao Young Master! We're just running a small business, barely making ends meet. Please have mercy!"

The woman was also shocked and quickly knelt down, begging with a mournful face.

"Look at what you're saying, come on, I definitely have to carry you."

"Later, when you come home with me, you lift your leg, and with my hand, won't it be lifted?"

Gao Qishen pinched her chin and leaned close to her ear, whispering with an evil smile.

"Ah?! This...this--"

"Gao Young Master, there are plenty of girls in the city...I'm already in my thirties, and I'm a mother of two children. Please spare me! I really...really can't do it!"

The woman was even more frightened, her face pale, tears streaming down as she repeatedly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how coincidental, I just happen to like your type."

"And, Madam, don't you want your whole family to be unable to pay the security fee and be driven out of the deserted city?"

Gao Qishen became even more excited, smelling the fragrance of her mature flesh, and calmly declared like a devil.

"You better behave and listen, haven't you heard?"

"In the deserted city, what the Gao family sets their sights on."

"Sooner or later, it will all belong to the Gao family!"

Just as Gao Qishen was arrogantly harassing the woman.

In the elegant private room of the restaurant, Lin Xingyun and the other two witnessed this scene, naturally hearing Gao Qishen's words clearly.

"This is outrageous! I'm going to kill that beast right now!"

Chu Wujie immediately stood up, furious, ready to go settle things with Gao Qishen.

"Don't be impulsive, he's just a mortal. In this deserted city, it's not a joke to take action against mortals. The disciplinary punishment is not to be taken lightly!"

Although Han Feiyu's expression was equally cold and filled with disgust, he still spoke up to stop Chu Wujie.

"Hmm, her figure is barely passable, but her skin is lacking a bit..."

Lin Xingyun, on the other hand, commented casually, calmly drinking another cup.

"Hmm?! Brother Lin, what did you say? What about her skin?!"

Chu Wujie and Han Feiyu were instantly confused, turning their heads to look at Lin Xingyun together.

"Cough...cough, it's nothing."

"I mean, the rules in this deserted city, although they restrict cultivators from causing trouble and harming mortals."

"But if you want to punish the wicked, you don't necessarily have to trigger the city's rules, right?"

Lin Xingyun casually brushed it off, but also remembered that in this deserted city, no cultivator was allowed to act recklessly and bully ordinary people.

Otherwise, if they were to take action and trigger the rules, they would immediately be covered in red hair and die a miserable, insane death!