{"id":11427,"date":"2020-04-02T12:00:40","date_gmt":"2020-04-02T16:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/?p=11427"},"modified":"2020-04-03T03:20:28","modified_gmt":"2020-04-03T07:20:28","slug":"evss053","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/evss053\/","title":{"rendered":"Everyday I Get up to See the Villain Stealing the Show 53"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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It startled the innkeeper. The shop had only one jar of osmanthus wine left. Even though An Yuan ordered it first, the table beside him was crammed full of people. Each of them was armed and well-dressed, he dared not offend them.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

After all, An Yuan and Han Changsheng were just two people, and they were both young. It was easier to talk it out with them. So, he made the decision and gave the wine to the table full of people. It wasn\u2019t uncommon for bars and taverns, it was a basic requirement for him to look after the customers. He thought it would be okay to find some other way to compensate for his mistake, but he didn\u2019t expect Han Changsheng would get so angry.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

And Han Changsheng was <\/span>furious<\/span><\/i>. They ordered the wine first, and the waiter obviously didn\u2019t pay them any attention. As the leader of the number one demonic cult, usually, anyone who met him was either scared out of their wits or treated him as a great opponent. No one dared to treat him like this!<\/span><\/p>

At first, An Yuan wanted to let it go. It was just one jar of wine, after all, and he didn\u2019t really want to drink. However, when he heard Han Changsheng say \u201cdo you know who I am\u201d, he immediately shut up and stared at him curiously, waiting for him to continue.<\/span><\/p>

Almost all the eyes in the dining hall are focused on Han Changsheng. Han Changsheng was menacing, he wasn\u2019t small. Because he came to eat, he had taken off his straw hat, but An Yuan hadn\u2019t, leaving him with a layer of mystery.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng pointed to himself with his thumb.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI am\u2026\u201d He took a deep breath, \u201cI am the leader of the Wulin this year!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Leader of the Wulin\u2026 Wulin Alliance Leader\u2026 Wulin\u2026 Alliance\u2026 leader\u2026<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng\u2019s reply echoed throughout the inn.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

After a few seconds, An Yuan\u2019s chopsticks fell to the ground.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Whoa!<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Once the silence was broken, the entire lobby erupted with noise.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cLadies!\u201d The young man in blue stood to fight, \u201cAre you the leader of the Wulin Alliance? You\u2019re not my father\u2026. Bah! He\u2019d never be as cheap as you!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cBang!\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Someone drew their sword and scabbard, shouting, \u201cWhere\u2019s that son of a bitch that dares pretend to be the alliance leader Lu? Are you damned tired of living?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Ten or so people stood up at the opposite table, staring at Han Changsheng and An Yuan.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Although Han Changsheng wasn\u2019t a competent leader, he was a leader that took the honor of his sect more seriously than anything else. He couldn\u2019t help but give his opponent a lesson when they dared to say something bad about his Tianning Cult. This time, though, An Yuan was at his side. If he wanted to keep his identity a secret, he couldn\u2019t fight as he wanted. He despised the waiter. He was so eager to attack that he almost shouted that he was the leader of the Tianning Cult.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

You bastards need to die quickly<\/span><\/i>.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

He controlled himself enough to keep from blurting out the truth. Now that everyone had drawn their swords, he couldn\u2019t keep himself alive <\/span>and <\/span><\/i>make sense of the situation at the same time. To just blurt an identity to make him feel less oppressed, to call himself the leader of the Wulin Alliance, was too much.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

The real Wulin leader was a man called Lu Honghua. He was the sect head of the promotion sect, Hongyang Sect. What was worse, this guy before him that everyone called young master Lu, was Lu Honghua\u2019s own son.<\/span><\/p>

For a moment, An Yuan\u2019s expression and his internal thoughts both went through a complicated pathway under his straw hat.<\/span><\/p>

What? He hid his identity because he was the leader of the Wulin Alliance?! This unbelievable rascal! Actually, I don\u2019t even need to believe it, because he\u2019s obviously lying! What the fuck, to dare to pull such bald-faced lie?! So, who the fuck is this guy!!<\/span><\/i><\/p>

Yuan Conghu, the eldest Yunxiao Sect disciple, stared at An Yuan with tiger\u2019s eyes. \u201cWhen you eat, you wear a straw hat to hide your face? You dare not show your true face? I can tell neither of you are good! You must be wanted criminals!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng sneered. He didn\u2019t expect that young-heroic Lu was the son of Lu Honghua, the leader of the Wulin Alliance. At least it wasn\u2019t the first time he failed to pretend to be someone\u2019s father. To recover some lost ground, he said, \u201cI\u2019m here for your benefit. Everyone who\u2019s seen this man\u2019s true face is no longer in this world.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan, who was ready to take off his straw hat, had his hand frozen in midair. \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI don\u2019t believe this evil!\u201d The Yun Conghu roared, lunging towards An Yuan.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan didn\u2019t bother trying to hide, he stayed where he was.<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng rose, kicking the stool out from under him just as the guy ran forward. Stumbling over the stool, he fell over the table, his face landing in a bowl of soup. He cried out, his head in his arms.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng sneered.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Although Yunxiao Sect ranked first among the top ten sword sects in the Jianghu, this Yun Conghu was just a disciple. His martial arts weren\u2019t great. A few months ago, Han Changsheng would just barely be able to kick him off. Recently, however, his martial arts had improved a lot. Yun Conghu could hardly be considered a reasonable opponent.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Everyone else thought Yun Conghu was too clumsy to avoid the chair. He stumbled before he could even make a move against the enemy. Only the experts knew how accurate Han Changsheng\u2019s timing was. There was no way Yun Conghu could have avoided it.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Rising, Han Changsheng kicked away the crying guy, then scanned the surrounding people. \u201cThis is my house\u2019s young master. If you want to fight my son, you have to pass through me first!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan, who was itching to fight, had already pressed his hand against his scabbard, froze again. \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Just then, Han Changsheng had an idea.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Since they were all from the Wulin and the son of the Wulin leader was present, it was an opportunity that couldn\u2019t be missed. The Black and White Impermanence deities told him he had to bring An Yuan to the top of the Wulin Conference. If he could make a show here and now, it could be considered as making progress towards the goal.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng already had an idea of how to make An Yuan stand out. He wronged himself temporarily and pretended to be a hired thug and said An Yuan was his house\u2019s young master. Even Han Changsheng was fierce as a thug, so An Yuan\u2019s status would be praised, too.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Sure enough, everyone looked between An Yuan, who was still sitting, and Han Changsheng, who stood tall and domineering. Wasn\u2019t this the classic scene of a hidden boss taking out his good-for-nothing underling? They immediately knew that An Yuan was the boss.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

The poor An Yuan just wanted to put his hard work from the past few months to the test, but Han Changsheng\u2019s words left him totally hopeless.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

After Yun Conghu fell, several people from the Wulin jumped up to show their faces in front of Lu Wenlin. Some of them were really different, but most were just embroidered pillows. Han Changsheng first had to take out the pillows, then keep the rest away from An Yuan.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

In an instant, four of them were knocked to the ground. The rest stood in a stalemate with Han Changsheng. Keeping An Yuan behind him, Han Changsheng kept them away from him. In their eyes, he was trying to protect the Lord.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Lu Wenlin looked at them coldly and shook his head. No matter how powerful Han Changsheng was, there were so many Wulin elders present. Useful fighters were present, just waiting to take advantage of the opportunity. They were selfish. They hoped they\u2019d be the last to show off their skills. Before they got close to Han Changsheng, they\u00a0 would \u201cbump\u201d another\u2019s arm and \u201ctrip\u201d another\u2019s feet and start fighting among themselves. At least Han Changsheng would benefit from it, even one person could easily deal with them. He thought he had the ability to rebel against heaven.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cLadies!\u201d Wenlin finally opened his mouth, his face dignified. \u201cStop ha, stop ha! A group of lost eyes things, stop ha!\u201d (You eyesores, stop what you\u2019re doing!)<\/span><\/p>

Under Lu Wenlin\u2019s threat, everyone stopped. If they continued, they\u2019d be the ones disgraceful enough to fight. Even if they could beat Han Changsheng and An Yuan to the ground, they would look like they bullied the weak. They\u2019d be the talk of the town. Moreover, they weren\u2019t sure who would land the final hit, beating each other so senselessly.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Once they stopped, Han Changsheng didn\u2019t dare take advantage of chasing after victory. Raising his head, he looked at them coldly. The look on his face was so fierce, it had them all scrambling to hide. Even the waiter ducked under the table.<\/span><\/p>

The waiter didn\u2019t expect a jar of osmanthus wine would lead to such a big stir. If he knew, he would have drunk the last jar himself and not given it to anyone, avoiding the stir, altogether.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

WIthout hesitation, Lu Wenlin stepped forward. A pair of Feng eyes narrowed, looking at Han Changsheng.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Truth be told, the inexplicable guy surprised him. The earlier smack on the table didn\u2019t damage the table, but the four wooden legs were embedded in the stone, making the table look short.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

If someone didn\u2019t have the ability, they couldn\u2019t do it. Just then, when he was fighting with the others, he saw his martial arts skills were excellent. Also, the young man in the straw hat had yet to come out.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Finally, Wenlin asked, \u201cWhich sect are you from?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI am self-taught!\u201d Han Changsheng said.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Lu Wenlin raised his eyebrows, his eyes lighting with excitement. \u201cLet\u2019s compete?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The others thought Han Changsheng was pretending to be Lu Honghua, but Lu Wenlin didn\u2019t think so. He thought that Han Changsheng was deliberately provoking him. He said that he was the leader of the Wulin Alliance in front of the actual leader’s son, proving that he wanted Lu Honghua\u2019s status.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

He must be confident in his martial arts.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Lu Wenlin was a complete martial arts maniac. He didn\u2019t care much about things in the Jianghu. He preferred to pursue higher martial arts attainment than to sing with the other Jianghu people.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

The only reason he got together with so many people was that his father threw him out to cultivate his ability to communicate. Otherwise, Lu Honghua was worried that his son would become overly fond of his sword and call it his grandchild instead of giving him actual grandkids.<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng raised his eyebrows. Someone challenged him, and, as the leader of the Tianning cult, he refused to shrink back.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cDon\u2019t damage the inn,\u201d Lu Wenlin said, \u201cLet\u2019s go out and contend.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

A swordsman refused to accept this, \u201cYoung-heroic Lu, why do you have to do it yourself? I\u2019ll teach him a lesson for you!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The other people of the Wulin responded one after another, and the situation reached the point of tension.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Finally, Lu Wenlin frowned and said, \u201cThe cat under the covers, it\u2019s rippling the soup! Stand back!\u201d (This is unpromising and humiliating, go away!)<\/span><\/p>

Angry, they cut down Han Changsheng with their gazes but dared not speak again.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Since Lu Wenlin was a complete martial arts maniac, his martial arts were excellent. He liked to fight with powerful people. Ordinary people, he didn\u2019t waste his time. If he proposed to fight, it was only against someone skilled.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Whenever he was just having a meal, someone would always try to fight with him as a way of trying to stay on his good side. As a result, Lu Wenlin would refuse to give them any face and always turned them down.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Those who were refused lost not only their face but the face of their sects. Thus the audience never expected the guy who dared pretend to be the leader of the Wulin, who claimed that he had no Sect, would single-handedly gain Lu Wenlin\u2019s interest.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI\u2019m not afraid of you, let\u2019s fight!\u201d Han Changsheng said, still arrogant.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

When they left the inn, An Yuan followed them out. On the way, someone tried to take advantage of him, but Han Changsheng slapped his hand away before he could even try. Under his straw hat, An Yuan\u2019s expression was conflicted.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Does this weirdo care so much about me, he wants to protect me from even being touched by others? But, when it\u2019s just us, why is he always so irate? Is he shy?<\/span><\/i><\/p>

When they left the dining room, Lu Wenlin\u2019s eyes shone with excitement. Drawing his blade, he called, \u201cCome!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Lu Wenlin was very confident about his sword. Back in the day, his father ascended to the position of the Wulin alliance leader only by walking alone in the Wulin with his mastery of wild mirage swordsmanship.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

It was called the wild-phantom sword style. It was fast, giving the opponent a mirage as they fought. It was hard to catch the real blade, and the opponent would be defeated even before he regained his senses. It was a unique skill of his sect. The wild-phantom sword style was mysterious, unlike that of many other sects\u2019 styles.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

It couldn\u2019t be revealed. Sometimes, Lu Honghua even spoke about martial arts and taught secrets of his wild-phantom sword style to the public.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

But, even if they knew how to do it, few could perform it.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

The technique challenged the skill of the practitioners, so few could handle it. Lu Wenlin was twenty-three years old, but his martial arts talent was far higher than his father\u2019s. As it was, he almost surpassed him. He was called the \u201cLittle Phantom Sword\u201d by the Jianghu.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Among his peers, not a single opponent could match him. He\u2019d also defeated many famous predecessors, and was regarded as the star of tomorrow.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Holding his sword in both hands, Lu Wenlin lowered his head to focus, his face serious. He could only win, never lose. When he fought another, this is what he would always tell himself.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng, however, was quite different. He still looked like a fool. Drawing out his Longyin sword, he looked at it. There was grease on the blade.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

The previous night, he used it to kill and eat a hare. He couldn\u2019t find a wooden stick, so he used what he had, the sword. After stringing the hare, roasting it, and eating it, he went to sleep, forgetting to clean the sword.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Seeing his carelessness, Lu Wenlin knew he was being undervalued by his opponent. Frowning, he held his tone steady and said, \u201cLet\u2019s start.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng was still looking down at his sword.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Seeing him like that, Lu Wenlin was not polite. Raising his sword, he shouted out, then rushed for Han Changsheng!<\/span><\/p>

Quickly taking a cloth from his pocket, Han Changsheng wiped down the sword edge, then threw the cloth toward Lu Wenlin\u2019s chest.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

It was just a piece of cloth. So Lu Wenlin didn\u2019t try to dodge it. He weighed his sword like a beautiful light and shadow.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Suddenly, his legs grew soft, his face green as he fell to the ground.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Raising his sword, Han Changsheng waited for the hit but saw that Lu Wenlin had fallen. He frowned. \u201cSo, you\u2019re that useless?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u2014\u2014The cloth Han Changsheng used to wipe his sword was nothing special. It was only the sock he\u2019d worn for the past half a month. On their journey, An Yuan refused to wash his clothes. Though he\u2019d bought dozens of extra underwear, he didn\u2019t buy enough socks, so he just had to swap between a few pairs. After wearing them, he stuffed them into his pockets. He\u2019d just so happened to grab one to wipe his blade.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Now that his opponent had fallen, Han Changsheng shrugged his shoulders and sheathed his sword, intending to go to dinner.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

A group of the Wulin people rushed forward, surrounding the fallen Lu Wenlin. Nervously, they called out to him.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cWhat\u2019s the matter with you, young-heroic Lu?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cDid the bastard poison you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cYoung-heroic Lu, I\u2019ll help you teach him a lesson!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Just as someone was about to rush Han Changsheng, Lu Wenlin shouted, \u201cStop! Don\u2019t fight him! He\u2019s mine\u2026 Let me\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>

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