Don't Add Extra Drama

Wang Zixuan naturally had no idea what Wu Wei was thinking. Right now, he was completely immersed in painful memories, looking utterly miserable.

When people started out with nothing, they did not feel too bad about it.

What they feared most was having something at first, only for fate to ruthlessly take it away.

One could imagine how many heartbreaking and sorrowful stories lay behind the Wang Family's overnight collapse.

However, although Wang Zixuan looked utterly dejected, Wu Wei felt no ripple in his heart. If anything, he even wanted to laugh.

"I have a question. The Lan Family and your Wang Family were both cultivation families, and you both went through the changes in heaven and earth. Why did the Lan Family become filthy rich while your family ended up so miserable that you became the Lan Family's dependents?"

Wang Zixuan's face turned as dark as pig liver.

You did not hit people in the face. This was too much.

"That's why people bring trouble upon themselves. Those who cannot face reality will naturally be eliminated by the times. Wang Zixuan, stop being sad. Take my advice: if heaven has not given you what you want, it is not because you deserve something better. It is because you are not worthy of it. Do not think today is the low point of your life. In the days ahead, this will still count as the peak of your life."

Wang Zixuan sprang up, intending to hit Wu Wei.

Then Wu Wei kicked him in the lower abdomen and stomped him back down.

Wu Wei sighed softly. "Think about it. You cannot outthink me, you cannot outtalk me, and you cannot even beat me in a fight. If I were you, I would be too ashamed to live."

Li Xiong frowned and stepped between Wang Zixuan and Wu Wei.

"Enough. Stop it here. Neither of you say another word. Someone will come deal with this soon enough."

He was not afraid of awakened ones, especially not a newly awakened lower fourth-tier Desolate Rank awakened one. However, according to regulations, once an awakened one was involved, the matter had to be reported upward and handed over to the relevant department.

He had already made the call earlier.

Half an hour later, the people Li Xiong had been waiting for arrived: a man and a woman.

However, they did not take Wang Zixuan away immediately. Instead, they studied Wu Wei with strange looks for a moment.

"Kid, did you enjoy browsing the Dark Web?" the man suddenly asked, making Wu Wei feel a little guilty.

He had indeed entered the Dark Web before.

The online world was vast. What ordinary people could see was only a tiny part of it.

The real essence was all stored on the Dark Web.

The secrets of nations, the truth of the world, mutated humans, special races, alien ruins...

Those who could access the Dark Web were either rich or powerful.

Wu Wei did not belong to that group.

He had snuck in.

Among hackers worldwide, fewer than five could infiltrate the Dark Web.

Wu Wei had done it.

He also knew full well that the higher-ups had probably already noticed him.

But it did not matter.

After all, he had no intention of betraying his country.

"Someone will come contact you in a while. Kid, I look forward to the day we meet again."

Wu Wei coughed lightly and said with great seriousness, "Brother, I'm actually eighteen."

"Isn't eighteen still a kid?" The man was stunned.

His female partner beside him gave a light spit, grabbed her partner, and took Wang Zixuan away.

Before leaving, she told him that they would help investigate why Wang Zixuan had targeted him.

Naturally, Wu Wei had no objections.

With that matter settled, Wu Wei began letting his thoughts wander as he seriously considered the idea he had just had.

If one dug deeply into the relationship between smog and cultivation, Wu Wei felt it could be quite interesting.

Just then, he heard someone say, "Are you really eighteen?"

Wu Wei jumped.

Not because of the question, but because of the person asking it.

"When did you wake up?" Wu Wei asked curiously.

The person who had come was Lan Meng.

And Wu Wei had clearly seen Wang Zixuan knock her unconscious.

Lan Meng did not answer Wu Wei's question. Instead, she gave his crotch a thoughtful glance.

Wu Wei instinctively crossed his hands over himself, blocking Lan Meng's gaze.

"This humble scholar neither performs nor sells his body. Thank you."

"Wu Wei, I've always wanted to talk to you. Can we talk now?"

"Where?"

Wu Wei had not forgotten that Lan Meng was also one of his suspects.

"Come with me."

Lan Meng found a quiet coffee shop and began telling Wu Wei Wang Zixuan's story.

"Actually, you should not blame Wang Zixuan too much. He is quite pitiful."

Wu Wei raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

"In the past, the Wang Family and the Lan Family had always been equals. In fact, the Wang Family was even somewhat stronger than the Lan Family. Until Wang Zixuan's grandfather's generation, after the Age of Dharma Decline was confirmed, all cultivation families felt as though the sky had fallen. Most cultivation families refused to accept it and wanted to defy fate. Some cultivation families, however, chose to develop in the mundane world and abandon the illusory Heavenly Dao."

Clearly, the Wang Family was the former, while the Lan Family was the latter.

"The once-renowned Wang Family declined rapidly just like that. Wu Wei, do you know? When my grandfather saw the Wang Family again, Granny Wang was already terminally ill. Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang had no useful skills and could only watch helplessly as Granny Wang's condition worsened. Before Wang Zixuan turned five, he grew up being bullied by others. Even after my family took the Wang Family under its protection, although I looked after Wang Zixuan often, whenever I was not around, he was still everyone's target for bullying."

When Wang Zixuan was six, his grandmother passed away. When he was eight, Aunt Wang got into a car accident on her way to pick him up. After that, Uncle Wang also developed a knot in his heart toward him and no longer treated him as warmly as before. When he was ten, Uncle Wang married another wife, who later gave him a younger brother."

Wu Wei listened boredly as Lan Meng told the story, his heart still unmoved.

Seeing Wu Wei like this, Lan Meng sighed softly. "Wu Wei, I do not mean anything else by saying this. I only want to tell you that Wang Zixuan has truly suffered a lot. There is a reason he became the way he is now."

Wu Wei finally spoke. "What the hell does that have to do with me?"

Lan Meng: "..."

"I've noticed a very bad trend lately: giving villains extra screen time. It is as if a villain without a tragic backstory is not a good villain, and every qualified villain must have a sympathetic past. But again—what the hell does that have to do with me?"

Just because a villain was pitiful, did that mean I deserved to be harmed for no reason?

What kind of bullshit logic was that?

Lan Meng had no answer.

"His misery is not capital that allows him to hurt others however he pleases. Murderers pay with their lives, debtors repay their debts. As for why they killed or why they owed money, does that matter?"

To Wu Wei, it did not matter in the slightest.