Chapter 2: The Antagonist's Family Education Philosophy
Chapter 2: The Antagonist’s Family Education Philosophy
Fifteen minutes later.
In a spacious bedroom with an attached reception area, extravagantly decorated, several bizarre animal specimens hung on the walls, revealing the owner’s eccentric taste.
Wei Changtian sat at the Eight Immortals table, shaking his head as he looked at the head of a white tiger with its mouth wide open.
Well, this guy’s interests are quite diverse.
After transmigrating, he didn’t integrate too many memories from the previous host. Many things still had to be recalled from the contents of the book.
But the thing is… who cares about how the antagonist lives in the book!
The author didn’t even describe the antagonist’s daily life!
Oh well.
Just pretend to have amnesia whenever there’s a problem.
Anyway, the previous host was already crazy and unpredictable.
Forgetting his parents’ names occasionally is normal…
Sighing, Wei Changtian once again began to contemplate how to deal with tomorrow’s big wedding.
Canceling the engagement ultimately failed, Xiao Feng would definitely come to snatch the bride.
If you’re not ruthless, you won’t stand firm.
The most thorough solution now is to just kill him directly.
After all, according to the novel’s timeline, it’s still the early stages, and Xiao Feng’s strength hasn’t fully grown yet, just a seventh-grade martial artist.
Although his grade is the same as mine, it’s well known that killing opponents of a higher level is as simple as eating and drinking for the protagonist of a novel. Even if ten of me fought, I probably wouldn’t be a match.
So I need a master to help.
And it must be the kind of master who is very powerful, powerful enough to ignore all unexpected situations due to the gap in strength.
You know, the Son of Destiny is definitely not easy to kill, Wei Changtian doesn’t want to leave any hidden dangers like those idiot antagonists.
Just do it!
Anyway, my family has the ability to do so!
After making up his mind, Wei Changtian immediately turned his gaze to the person standing guard at the door, um… the lackey.
It’s not that he has a bad memory, but the name of this person never appeared in the book.
Every time Wei Changtian’s servants were described, the unlucky author just kept using words like “lackey” or “villainous servant.”
“Um… what’s your name?” Wei Changtian asked somewhat awkwardly, and the burly man instantly turned around, his face full of flattery that was inconsistent with his body size.
“Replying to Young Master, my name is Wang Er.”
Well, indeed, the antagonist’s lackey is only worthy of such a name.
“Do you know where my parents are at this time? I need to discuss something with them.”
Without dwelling too much on the issue of names, Wei Changtian casually asked again.
“Master and Madam should be drinking tea at the Garden Lake now.”
Wang Er replied with some surprise in his eyes.
Why is Young Master acting so strange today?
In the past, he would never use the word “discuss,” he would definitely come out coldly and say, “I want to see them!”
Could it be that something good happened?
He could only think about these things in his heart, of course, he wouldn’t dare to ask.
On the other hand, Wei Changtian nodded and then got up to walk outside.
“Lead the way.”
“Oh, by the way, take down all those tiger and snake heads hanging on the wall when you have a moment.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
Wang Er agreed and then asked softly, “Are you planning to hang those heads instead?”
“Cough!”
As soon as he heard this, Wei Changtian almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
Heads???
Was the previous host so perverted?
It’s not even written in the novel!
No wonder Lan Jingyao refused to marry him no matter what. Who could stand this!
After forcibly calming down his mood, he gritted his teeth and said in the face of Wang Er’s puzzled gaze, “Don’t hang anything! And throw away those heads too. I, I don’t like playing with them now.”
“I understand, Young Master.”
This time, Wang Er accepted it very quickly.
Besides women and killing, his master’s other hobbies are all short-lived. It’s reasonable for him to suddenly lose interest in playing with dead heads.
…
The two walked along the stone path in the mansion towards the inner courtyard. Along the way, they encountered pavilions, towers, small bridges, and flowing water, which surprisingly gave off an elegant atmosphere.
Many places were covered with red cloth and tied with red ropes, obviously preparations for tomorrow’s wedding.
Wei Changtian looked around as he walked, trying to remember the layout of the mansion.
But he gave up soon after.
Because damn, it’s just too big!
We’ve been walking for almost fifteen minutes and still haven’t reached our destination, this is ridiculous!
Recalling a joke from a previous life’s Guo Degang sketch – “Yuan Qian’s house is so big that you need to drive to the bathroom.”
For the first time, he actually empathized with a joke.
“Young Master, we’re here.”
Just as Wei Changtian worried about getting lost in his own home one day, Wang Er, who was leading the way ahead, suddenly stopped and slightly stepped aside.
“Master and Madam are right ahead.”
“Oh.”
Wei Changtian glanced forward at the words.
Sure enough, a middle-aged couple dressed in exquisite clothes were sitting in a small pavilion in the lake, chatting and drinking tea, surrounded by five or six maids.
To be honest, just the looks of these maids could rival many female celebrities from his previous life.
“Wait for me here.”
After instructing, Wei Changtian stepped forward.
But he quickly turned back.
Wang Er hurriedly approached, looking somewhat puzzled. “Young Master, what’s wrong?”
Wei Changtian cleared his throat and suppressed his embarrassment. “Uh, it’s nothing serious, I just wanted to ask… what are my parents’ names again?”
Wang Er: “…”
Like all arrogant antagonists.
Wei Changtian must have an extremely powerful family as his backing, and he also needs parents who dote on him excessively and can fulfill all his unreasonable demands.
And indeed, that’s the case.
The Wei Family, one of the three major families in the Great Peace Dynasty apart from the royal family.
His father, Wei Xianzhi, was the commander of the “Mirror Command,” controlling the largest official intelligence surveillance agency in the dynasty.
His mother, Qin Caizhen, was the “Heavenly Net Sect” Saintess, though people from orthodox sects generally call her a witch.
Both of them are at the pinnacle of the third-rank realm and have long been among the top of the blacklists in the martial world.
Besides them, there’s also a powerful grandfather who needs to go into seclusion for long periods, but he’s also a standard configuration.
Most importantly.
Wei Changtian is the legitimate sole son. Apart from having a sister, there are no other siblings, completely cutting off the possibility of the Wei Family “changing numbers and starting over.”
With such an impressive family background, who else could be the antagonist if not him?
…
Suppressing some nervous emotions, Wei Changtian walked along the stone bridge to the cool pavilion in the center of the lake, where several fat goldfish with broad bodies swam in the water beneath his feet.
Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen had already spotted him.
Both of them had cheerful expressions on their faces, and it wasn’t clear why they were so happy.
“Changtian, hurry and sit down. Taste the ‘Snow Floating in the Jade Pond’ brewed by your mother. It’s a gift from Ning Yongnian to our family!”
Qin Caizhen, dressed in a red brocade gown, with her hair adorned with cloud-like decorations and a golden hairpin, still exuded charm despite her age.
As for the mention of Ning Yongnian by her, he was the current emperor.
Calling the emperor by his real name, this level of arrogance was unparalleled.
“Thank you, Mother.”
Although there wasn’t yet any affection towards this beautiful woman, Wei Changtian still habitually replied courteously after sitting down.
But these three words delighted Qin Caizhen.
When did her son ever say “thank you” to her before?
While showing uncontrollable joy in her eyes, she pretended to blame him, “What’s the use of saying ‘thank you’ among family members!”
“I think it’s fine to say it more.”
Wei Xianzhi chimed in, patting Wei Changtian’s shoulder heavily. “You handled the matter with the Lu Family well today. Remember, when dealing with things, you don’t always need a knife, you can use influence!”
“Killing isn’t just about beheading, your mother and I are very pleased that you finally understand the principle of striking at the heart.”
“…”
Wait, is this old man misunderstanding something?
I never even thought about striking at the heart, I just really didn’t want to go through with this marriage!
Wei Changtian was at a loss for words, but before he could speak, he heard Qin Caizhen add from the side, “But when it comes to killing, sometimes the knife is still useful.”
Wei Xianzhi agreed deeply, “Yes, if you must kill, always remember to cut the grass and remove the roots.”
Qin Caizhen nodded in agreement, “Yes, even if you have to wrongfully kill a thousand, don’t leave any slightest hint of trouble behind.”
Wei Xianzhi sighed, “Better to wrong others than to be wronged by them…”
Qin Caizhen smiled slightly and together with her husband completed this “admonition”: “Don’t let others wrong us.”
Wei Changtian: “…”
???
Are you two performing a stand-up routine here?
One is a head of a secret service, the other a witch.
With such educational principles, it’s no wonder the previous host was a ruthless psychopath who didn’t bat an eye at killing!
It’s fortunate that I transmigrated, otherwise, who knows how many people would have suffered!
Wei Changtian suddenly felt a surge of righteousness, and Wei Xianzhi finally noticed something wrong with his son at this moment, and after exchanging a glance with his wife, he asked:
“Changtian, did you come to see us for something?”
“Oh, there is something…”
Wei Changtian swallowed his saliva. “I want to kill someone.”