Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Upon receiving the Emperor’s summons, Wang Jian was not taken aback as he had anticipated this turn of events for some time.

It was highly probable that Wang Lan’s associates had covertly leaked the information to the Emperor’s contacts in Solterra City.

Alternatively, the Emperor’s spies in the Windhaven Kingdom could have noticed that King Chen had once again established his rule over the region.

Following a thorough investigation, the informants must have uncovered Wang Jian’s actions and promptly informed the Emperor.

Since Wang Jian had expected this, he had naturally prepared an excuse.

However, the timing of the summon order seemed rather inconvenient for Wang Jian as had not yet initiated his plan to interact with Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran.

“I must take them with me,” Wang Jian mused, realizing he had no choice in the matter.

However, he also realized that leaving the Silver-Tailed Fox Clan in the Beastclaw Grove without Lady Zhuoran’s protection would be a grave mistake. The clan was integral to Wang Jian’s faction and its destruction would severely hinder his progress.

With this in mind, Wang Jian determined to bring the clan with him to Aria City.

After reaching this decision, he proceeded to the dungeon to meet with Lady Zhuoran.

As Wang Jian descended into the depths of the dungeon, he beheld the sight of Lady Zhuoran, his captive, chained with special chains designed to restrain King Realm experts.

Despite the restraints, she still emanated a beauty that left him breathless.

Her five silver tails lay still on the cold stone floor, devoid of their former vibrancy.

Her curvaceous body now seemed to be draped in rough clothing that somehow made her even more gorgeous.

Wang Jian’s depraved and evil reaction was evident on his face as he reveled in her helpless state. ．

Lady Zhuoran, on the other hand, had a lifeless and terrified look in her eyes as she gazed at Wang Jian.

Her dark, midnight black hair was now disheveled, and her piercing green eyes seemed to have lost their inner fire.

Even in her weakened state, her curves were still accentuated by the tight-fitting clothing she wore.

Wang Jian approached her with an arrogant stride, taking in every inch of her beauty with twisted delight. She could feel his gaze piercing through her, causing her to shiver in fear.

Lady Zhuoran’s voice quivered with fear as she spoke to her captor.

“Pray tell, what is it that you desire? And how long do you intend to keep my daughter and me in this dreadful place?” she asked, her piercing green eyes betraying her anguish.

Her silver tails lay limp on the ground as she awaited Wang Jian’s response.

Wang Jian’s lips curled into a sinister smile, “You see, your beauty is too exquisite to let go of so easily. And your daughter will serve as a suitable bargaining chip to ensure your obedience.”

Lady Zhuoran’s heart sank as she realized the true depth of Wang Jian’s depravity. “You will not get away with this,” she spat out.

“My lover, The Jade-Eyed Tiger, is the King of the Beastclaw Grove. He will not rest until we are free, and you are punished for your insolence.”

Wang Jian rolled his eyes as he heard this threat and sneered, “Do you think I have been idling all this time? I have already investigated the details of situation going on within the Beastclaw Grove. This Jade-Eyed Tiger is indeed your lover, but you have always hated it and kept it at a distance as it killed your husband.”

“…H-How do you have such detailed information about my clan?!” Lady Zhuoran’s eyes widened as she asked this question.

Wang Jian didn’t answer her question. Actually, he received this information from one of the beasts that the Lin and the Ji Clans had captured.

“I have a task for you. You have three hours to return to your clan in Beastclaw Grove and bring them all here. We will soon depart for Aria City,” Wang Jian spoke.

Noticing the defiant look in her eyes, Wang Jian added with a sinister smile, “…If you don’t return, I will have my fun with your daughter, Bixi Shuyan, before turning her life into a living hell.”

Lady Zhuoran’s heart sank as she realized the true depth of Wang Jian’s depravity. “You monster,” she spat out, her voice trembling with anger and fear.

Wang Jian just chuckled at her defiance. “Oh, my dear, you have no idea what kind of monster I can be. But I promise you this – if you try to play games with me, your daughter will pay the price.”

Lady Zhuoran’s eyes filled with tears as she gazed at Wang Jian, the man who held her captive and threatened her family. She knew she had no choice but to comply with his demands.

“I will do as you say,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “But please, spare my daughter. She is innocent in all of this.”

Wang Jian smirked at her, his eyes glittering with cruel amusement. “Don’t worry, my dear. I will make sure not to do anything to her as long as you return by the appointed time.”

With those words, he unlocked the chains that had held her captive, the sound of clanking metal echoing in the dungeon’s cold, musty air.

Despite being free from her restraints, Lady Zhuoran remained cautious, her wary gaze fixed on Wang Jian. She dared not even consider retaliating against him, her fear of the repercussions too great to bear.

Without warning, Wang Jian closed the distance between them, his lips meeting hers in a forceful and depraved kiss. He groped at her curves, his hands exploring every inch of her body with a cruel fascination.

Lady Zhuoran was left dumbfounded and terrified, unable to resist as tears streamed down her face.

She knew that any resistance could result in Wang Jian taking action against her daughter, and so she remained still, allowing him to do as he pleased. The taste of his lips made her sick, and she longed for the freedom that seemed so far away.

Finally, Wang Jian pulled away, a wicked smile spreading across his face. “Your time starts now,” he said, his voice dripping with malice.

Lady Zhuoran ran out of the dungeon, her heart racing with fear and worry for her daughter and her tribe.

She knew she had to hurry if she wanted to save them all from Wang Jian’s grasp. She ran through the dark and narrow passages of the dungeon, not looking back even once.

Wang Jian, on the other hand, approached Bixi Shuyan’s cell with a predatory grin on his face. He knew exactly how to manipulate the young girl and make her do his bidding.

As he reached her cell, he could see her huddled up in a corner, her eyes wide with fear. He opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind him.

“Well, well, well,” he said in a low and menacing voice. “Look who we have here. The daughter of the beautiful Lady Zhuoran. You’re just as pretty as your mother, aren’t you?”

Bixi Shuyan looked up at him with a mix of fear and disgust. “What do you want from me?” she asked, her voice quivering.

Wang Jian stood before Bixi Shuyan, his eyes flickering with malice as he delivered his ultimatum. “Your mother has promised to return within three hours with her clan. And when she does, I will have my way with her. But if she doesn’t show up, then I will take you instead,” he sneered.

Bixi Shuyan felt a rush of anger and fear at his words. She knew the vile and wicked intentions of the man in front of her. “Please, I beg of you,” she said, her voice trembling. “Don’t harm my mother. I will do whatever it takes to satisfy your desires.”

Wang Jian raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Oh? And what makes you think you could do that?” he asked, his voice laced with amusement.

Bixi Shuyan’s face grew hot with embarrassment as she stammered out her response. “I…I am willing to do anything you want. Anything at all,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Wang Jian considered her words, his face contorted in thought. Lady Zhuoran was more his type, and giving up on her didn’t feel right. “I’m not sure,” he said, his voice trailing off.

“I have a rare gift,” she said, her voice low and urgent. “My body is attuned to the flow of energy in the world, and I can sense the presence of valuable resources that are hidden from ordinary senses. I know of secret caves and hidden treasure troves that would make you richer than you ever dreamed possible.”

Wang Jian’s eyes widened with interest, but he remained stoic. “What else do you have to offer?” he demanded.

“I can give you control over my entire clan,” Bixi Shuyan said, her tone unwavering.

“I am the heiress of my clan, and no one would question my decisions. With my guidance, you can take everything they have and use it to your advantage. Wealth, power, influence – it could all be yours.”

Wang Jian’s eyes lit up with avarice at the mention of secret caves and hidden treasures. “Interesting,” he murmured, his mind racing with the possibilities.

“Tell me more, and if your words are true, I will spare your mother. But in exchange, you will become my personal maid and serve me for as long as I desire.”

Bixi Shuyan’s heart sank at the thought of living under this man’s roof, but she knew she had no other choice.

“Very well,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I will tell you everything I know. But remember, you must keep your promise and spare my mother.”

Wang Jian’s grin widened, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “I always keep my promises,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Now, let’s begin.”