Everyday I Get up to See the Villain Stealing the Show 14

Though he was overjoyed to be fighting again, Han Changsheng didn’t want to take advantage of Yin and Yang. They were anxious, seeing him adjusting to their strange skills. By the time they reached the delay portion of their attacks, he was already making plans. He was more and more stable with each counterattack. He only had to fight until they were exposed. 

He didn’t expect An Yuan to come help. 

After An Yuan screamed, he raised his sword to join the battle. Cold sweat ran down their spines at the sound.  

For the Yin and Yang, dealing with Han Changsheng was tricky. With added assistance, they were beginning to doubt the fight would go smoothly. Escape would be a problem.

Han Changsheng was in the same boat. He didn’t want An Yuan’s help. Why could he tie with the twins? Because he was the leader of the Tianning, not the disciple of Yuehua, Li Jiulong! When An Yuan came, he could no longer fight as he pleased. If his identity was exposed, his previous efforts were in vain. He could only use one or two of Yuehua Sect’s martial arts. The Tianning taught the directors of hundreds of martial arts. However, if he could only use the Yuehua Sect, his strength would be greatly reduced. How would he deal with Yin and Yang?!

While An Yuan knew that they all couldn’t wait to drive him away, he thought he was a good helper. With no objection, he took hold of a sword Han Changsheng discarded. It was a trap he had deliberately set. When Yang hit it, he would return to the hidden weapon. Once he hit Yang, success was theirs. He didn’t expect An Yuan to interfere, killing the trap before it did them any good. He had to withdraw it. 

“Da Shixiong, you are too rude!” An Yuan thought he’d “saved” Han Changsheng once and regretted it.

Han Changsheng: “. . .”

He wanted the fight to be over with so he could beat the two devils senseless.

“Why did you come?” Han Changsheng hissed as he fought, “What did Liu Xiaoqi tell you?”

An Yuan took a hit from Yin. While he was weaker than Yin, he was still agile enough to parry. He said, “I saw them in the lobby today. . . I already doubted them. I sent a few disciples to investigate, but they ran into problems. I wanted to summon the Shixiong and De to arrest them, but I didn’t expect that Da Shixiong would be so impulsive. You came alone. I was afraid that you were in danger, so I ran here. . . “

Angry, Han Changsheng shook his head.

Would I dare to thank the dog Xianjun for helping?

Ping! Jianfeng collided. Yin cut through An Yuan’s clothes. He stumbled back but was lucky enough to come out unharmed.

Yin and Yang thought that Han Changsheng would be harder to deal with. Now that he had a partner in battle, their moves were intended to kill. Yin and Yang were flustered, unable to pick a path to take. Either the net split or the fish died.

When An Yuan appeared, Han Changshen was constrained, his moves inflexible. While he was fighting, he had to protect An Yuan. If the dog was killed by the Yin and Yang, everything was over. Before, he was able to deal with them, handling a butcher’s cleaver with ease. With An Yuan at his side, though, the Yin and Yang twins had the upper hand.

If it kept on that way, they’d lose. 

Han Changsheng intended to lead Yang out of An Yuan’s sight. Once he was there, he’d fight however he liked, then go back to him. First cutting Yang’s face, then slashing across his chest, Yang rolled to the ground. If he didn’t dodge quick enough, Han Changsheng’s sword would’ve done worse. An Yuan and Yin swapped positions, putting Han Changsheng right in his line of sight. Han Changsheng had to come up with a way to follow through on his plan. He had a good opportunity for it using only basic moves. Quickly, Han Changsheng led him back towards An Yuan.  

After a few moves, Yang caught on. When the strategy shifted, he knew Han Changsheng intended to hide from An Yuan. “Your Da Shixiong learned another martial arts!” He called out, “He is not using the swordsmanship of your Yuehua Sect. He is a spy of the other sects!”

Taking in a harsh breath of air, Han Changsheng’s limbs felt cold.

It was over, it was all over. He’d been in the Yuehua Sect for more than half a month, but within minutes of fighting, the Yin and Yang assholes exposed him! If An Yuan knew he was impersonating Li Jiulong, how would he manage to frame him? Would he have salvation in his next life? Would his guards be implicated?!

An Yuan looked back at Han Changsheng, then concentrated on the fight at hand. Righteously, he called out, “Devil! A vain attempt to drive a wedge between Da Shixiong and me! I don’t believe your nonsense!”

Stunned and revived in an instant, Han Changsheng took advantage of An Yuan’s inattention and slammed his fist into Yang’s face!

Beaten and bruised, Yang shouted, “Ah, ah, ah! Look at that! Your Da Shixiong is exposed!”

When An Yuan glanced back, Han Changsheng recovered his awkward expression and struggled to attack Yang’s offense.

Once An Yuan turned away again, Han Changsheng had a violent temper. Piercing Yang’s shoulder with his sword, the man screamed, “Look at him! If your Da Shixiong is a disciple of Yuehua, how can he be so powerful?!”

Furious, An Yuan said, “You dare insult the Yuehua Sect?!” Dropping Yin, he moved to help Han Changsheng deal with Yang.

In that instant, Yin slashed his sword across his retreating figure!

Han Changsheng glanced up just in time. Without even thinking, he flew forward to stop him.

Noticing the movements, An Yuan looked back and cried out in shock.

Han Changsheng held Yin’s sword by the blade, blood dripping down its length.

An Yuan was stunned. Even Yin and Yang looked on in silence. Han Changsheng glanced back, eager to finish his own battle. He had to find Yang’s weaknesses. Fortunately, Yang had yet to return to himself after witnessing Han Changsheng put his life on the line to protect An Yuan.  It would’ve been the perfect opportunity to attack, sending Han Changsheng straight to hell.

They reached a stalemate, but Han Changsheng was the first to break it. Slamming his foot into Yin, he tore the sword away and flung himself, landing heavily on the ground. Releasing his grip, Yin’s sword fell to the ground. Blood from his palm flowed freely, his hand losing sensation.

Seeing his spirit returning, Yang ran up to fight.

Enduring the pain of his palm with An Yuan at his back, Han Changsheng fought a struggling Yang with only one good hand. He didn’t think of his own safety, only that he couldn’t let anything happen to the dog lord. All he could think about was the threat of the Black and White Impermanence. The image of the man he would become was scarred deep in his mind, flashing back to him almost every night. If he didn’t correct the dog’s fate, those he taught in Tianning would be affected. 

“You, go quickly!” Han Changsheng said, “Go back and get help!”

An Yuan wanted to help, but Han Changsheng didn’t give him a chance to attack.

Their fighting already alarmed the people who lived nearby. Some lit up candles, opening their window to find the source of the commotion. With the help of the lights, An Yuan saw Han Changsheng’s anxious face, the bloodstains on his clothes.

The sight gave An Yuan mixed emotions.

“Go!” Han Changsheng was so anxious that his face was white. If the dog didn’t go, he couldn’t fight with his full strength, couldn’t overthrow the clowns that dared to mock him.

An Yuan took a deep breath and raised his sword. Firmly, he said, “How can I let you fight alone? Da Shixiong, we will die together tonight!”

Han Changsheng already felt dead in his heart.

Translator(s): Empress
Editor(s): Teo, Dark

Empress:

If I could put a facepalm emoji here, I would.

Best Translation Error of the Chapter: There was a situation in which the fish died. (Either the net splits or the fish die, an idiom for life and death.) Or, he can’t make all the effort, so he can go to vote for the ugly.