Moving into the Villa

Li Yu forced himself to say, "I'm fine." Addicted to acting, he did not forget to give himself some extra drama, his eyes still glistening with humiliated tears.

"Big Brother, let's go. I'm never coming back."

"You're really leaving? You and your fath—"

"Don't say another word. I've made up my mind."

Ōtsutsuki Sanjian put on the caring gaze of an old father, nearly making Li Yu throw up.

He blinked repeatedly, his facial expression stiff as he acted in a way that looked utterly unwilling, his face twisted into a knot.

I really want to punch that bastard Sanjian in the face a few times. Li Yu only dared to think it. The aura Sanjian gave off was extremely powerful—at the very least, he was third rank.

Li Yu had put on a double act in the room, controlling Ōtsutsuki Isshiki to speak with himself. He had thrown the punch on his own face, while the kick had merely landed lightly on his abdomen. With nothing but a tactical backward lean and superb acting, he had successfully fooled the audience downstairs.

Going along with the scheme this time was also meant to draw a clear line between himself and Ōtsutsuki Isshiki. While enjoying the best treatment and privileges, he was also being watched under a magnifying glass. Once he had drawn that line, things would be much easier for him in the future.

"Little Brother, if you've got nowhere to go, come to my palace. Your big brother will look after you. You can have as many women as you want—beautiful elves, mermaids... Ah, that feeling!" As he spoke, Ōtsutsuki Sanjian wore an expression of blissful reminiscence.

"Big Brother, there's no need to trouble yourself. I'll just find somewhere to stay in the North District. From now on, I'll