Lustful Depravity: The Villain system!-Chapter 19: The Great Grandma.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Zhao Fan,"

"But I choose to follow someone who values me, no matter what, I will stand beside Zhao Meng and protect him from you,"

...

Hearing the soft, trembling voice echo from the jade hanging on his waist, Zhao Fan's smirk widened.

The jade token on his waist pulsed with a final flicker of energy before crumbling into dust.

'So, she had made her choice... How interesting,'

Zhao Fan leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping rhythmically against the lacquered armrest.

His eyes remained calm, totally unshaken.

No anger, no disappointment, only a faint glint of amusement.

"How predictable... Once a green tea, always a green tea,"

He had always known Liu Ruyan was a fickle creature.

Loyalty was not in her nature, greed was.

A woman like her would never gamble on a man who saw her as a mere pawn, not when another man was offering her the illusion of importance.

He had factored in this betrayal the moment he sent her.

One must be prepared for every possible outcome.

Certainly, Liu Ruyan was useful, but never indispensable.

With a flick of his fingers, another jade slip appeared in his palm.

The glow of tracking runes shimmered on its surface.

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"Let's see how long your new 'husband' can protect you,"

Zhao Fan chuckled softly, closing his eyes as he refined his next plan.

Perhaps this woman Liu Ruyan shares some of his luck, since, she is willing to betray Zhao Fan for him.

At end,

In the grand scheme of things, this betrayal was nothing more than an expected inconvenience.

Since, she wanna be a victim, Zhao Fan will make sure that happens.

Zhao Meng was rising, but so what?

A lucky fool was still a fool.

No matter, what number multiplies the zero, the final outcome always remains the zero.

Perhaps, she can be the early victim but Zhao Fan wants to awaken the system as soon as possible.

It's been 2 weeks and a few days, but he has yet to awaken the system.

'First, I need people who can work as spies, and can gather information, I can't be present everywhere to monitor chosen ones and their closed ones, perhaps I can visit some guilds' Zhao Fan said to himself.

There are many guilds, taverns, and Pavillion that can take the task of monitoring someone for stones.

'Come to think of it, Ancestor seems to have a small guild, maybe, I can utilize that,' Zhao Fan thought to himself.

Perhaps, he can use that to his advantage.

Zhao Fan exhaled softly.

A small guild under Ancestor's name. that could work perfectly under his favor.

His ancestor, Zhao Wusheng, had always kept a low profile despite his influence.

Unlike the other elders in the Zhao Clan, he didn't bother with political struggles or internal conflicts much.

He only cared about power, true power. And power requires intelligence.

The guild was small, yes, but its roots ran deep.

The guild existed for more than 20 centuries.

A network built over centuries, designed for gathering information, trading secrets, and, when necessary, eliminating obstacles.

A slow sinister smile crept onto Zhao Fan's lips.

'If I can take control of that guild, I won't just have spies. I'll have an unseen hand in every corner of the city...'

But first, he needed an entry point.

Not to mention, his ancestor wasn't the type to offer favors for free.

Zhao Fan would have to prove his worth before he could utilize the guild's resources.

And his golden core wasn't good enough.

Of course, it helped him maintain the divine son position but that doesn't mean anything.

Even patriarchs can't control that guild.

Fortunately, he already had a plan.

He pushed himself up from the chair, brushing the non-existent dust off his robes.

With a flick of his fingers, the tracking jade slip vanished into his sleeve.

"Let's start by paying Ancestor a visit..."

Zhao Fan strode toward the exit, his expression unreadable.

...

The sun was just rising, as this was still early morning.

The courtyard of the ancestors was filled with spiritual birds.

The Ancestor residence was old-style and peaceful, connected to nature.

"Oh! Isn't it divine son? Great Ancestor is currently in seclusion trying to stabilize his breakthrough," a feminine voice sounded.

Zhao Fan, looked at his great-grandmother.

His great-grandfather had two wives sadly one died due to old age, and now she is the only one.

She stood like a moonlit dream, her silver-white hair cascading like a waterfall of silk, each strand shimmering with an ethereal glow.

The faint mark on her forehead, like the imprint of a celestial blessing, only deepened the mystery in her half-lidded gaze, which was serene yet unfathomable, like an ancient lake untouched by time.

She had a cold stoic face, while her sharp gaze looked at Zhao Fan.

Her robes, woven from the finest black silk, clung to her curves like the embrace of midnight itself, the fabric shifting with every breath.

She has a good curvy figure. Solid big chests like growing watermelon, wide hips, and small willow-like wasit.

White embroidery of delicate plum blossoms traced along the sleeves and hem, as if frost had kissed the dark fabric in the stillness of winter.

The sash around her waist was tied with effortless grace, accentuating a figure both supple and commanding, as if she were a celestial empress who needed no throne.

Jewels of gold and jade adorned her collarbone, their faint glimmers lost beneath the radiance of her skin, smooth as jade and untouched by the passage of years.

She was around a thousand years old yet, she looked young, youthful full of vigor.

Her slender fingers, a lacquered fan rested, half-open, its dark surface catching the light like the wing of a raven in flight.

From the looks of it, she was not merely a woman.

She was a poem written by the heavens, a melody of moonlight and shadow, a figure carved by the hands of fate itself.

She looks elegant, and modest, yet sexy.

Nonetheless, she was surrounded by a cold bone-chilling aura.

10 out of 10.

Plus her cheeks were slightly red and looking closely, her finger was coated with a slick liquid.

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