Perfect Villain Life: Universal Job Change

Chapter 150: Qin Xian’s Pity

The moment Qin Xian appeared, all eyes turned to him.

It was impossible to ignore someone like Qin Xian.

As the eldest son of the Qin Family, an SSS-Class Oracle Knight, and the youngest to achieve Level 30, each of these titles alone would make him a person of unparalleled fame.

But for one man to hold all these titles? That was a league of its own.

The crowd’s gaze naturally shifted to Wen Yu.

Everyone knew about the infamous altercation at the Divine Revelation Monolith Auction, where Qin Xian had humiliated Wen Xu.

And Wen Yu’s sudden return to the capital was undoubtedly to stand up for her brother.

Now, the confrontation everyone had been anticipating was finally happening—Qin Xian and Wen Yu face to face.

This wasn’t just a meeting between two individuals; it was a clash between the Qin Family and the Wen Family.

Moreover, these two were the only SSS-Class Combatants in the Empire, representing powerhouses on a level far above ordinary mortals.

Wen Yu’s expression was cold as she observed Qin Xian.

She had heard of him countless times—the tales of his deeds, his strength—but this was her first time meeting him in person.

After all, she had spent most of her life stationed on the Void Frontline, rarely returning to the capital.

And Qin Xian, more than ten years her junior, was part of a younger generation.

As Qin Xian approached, Wen Xu’s face contorted with anger, a deep hatred flashing in his eyes.

He couldn’t help but scoff, “Qin Xian, you actually dared to show up!”

His gaze locked on Qin Xian, burning with unbridled resentment.

Every time he saw Qin Xian, the humiliation of that day replayed in his mind.

Qin Xian, however, merely smiled faintly.

His gaze passed over Wen Xu, filled with indifference and ridicule, as though Wen Xu was unworthy even of being called an opponent—a mere brash fool with no real substance.

Qin Xian turned his attention to Wen Yu and smiled politely.

“Commander Wen, this must be our first meeting.”

This subtle dismissal of Wen Xu immediately caused the latter’s face to flush red with rage.

If it had been someone else ignoring him, people might have assumed it was an act of weakness.

But Qin Xian’s disregard only emphasized Wen Xu’s lack of standing.

Sure enough, faint laughter rippled through the crowd.

To them, only Wen Yu was qualified to be on equal footing with Qin Xian.

Wen Xu’s earlier outburst? It seemed nothing more than the impotent rage of a clown.

Wen Yu’s eyes flickered with cold light as an overwhelming pressure began to radiate from her.

Her aura grew sharper, suffocating, causing the crowd to instinctively retreat.

This was the power of a Level 60 Combatant, a terrifying presence that few in the world could withstand.

Her voice was icy and imposing:

“Yes, this is our first meeting. But I think you already know why we’re meeting now.”

She stared at Qin Xian, her tone as cold as winter steel:

“Qin Xian, apologize to my brother.

Otherwise, I can’t guarantee your safety during the trial.”

Her words sent shockwaves through the Void Plains.

Was Wen Yu threatening Qin Xian?

Or, more audaciously, threatening the Qin Family itself?

Wen Yu’s frosty expression was unyielding.

She understood full well the implications of her threat.

No one—not in the Empire or the entire human world—dared to threaten the Qin Family.

But she did.

Her only brother had been humiliated by Qin Xian, and she was determined to seek justice for him.

Otherwise, all her achievements, her journey to power, would feel utterly meaningless.

Qin Xian’s smile slowly faded.

His gaze locked with Wen Yu’s, sharp and icy.

“Are you certain?”

It was just three words, but the chill in his voice was palpable.

The temperature around them seemed to plummet, as if his words carried the frost of a frozen wasteland.

Wen Yu wanted to respond, to assert herself.

But the weight of those three words pressed against her like an avalanche.

Speaking further would mean declaring open war on the Qin Family—a step she couldn’t take lightly, no matter how much she loved her brother.

It wasn’t just about her. It would jeopardize her mentor Lu Ji’s grand ambitions as well.

Before the tension could erupt, a commanding voice broke the silence:

“Commander Wen, watch your words.

Otherwise, I’ll revoke your authority to preside over this trial immediately!”

The crowd turned to see a middle-aged man stride forward, dressed in a military uniform that radiated authority.

His shoulders bore the emblem of a Marshal—a purple golden flower symbolizing his rank.

“Marshal Li!”

“Minister Li!”

The gathered crowd was stunned.

This was Li Yinglong, the Senior Vice Minister of the Military Department and a Level 76 Elite Combatant!

Li Yinglong was a true giant of the military world, with a reputation and legacy that far eclipsed Wen Yu’s.

Wen Yu’s eyes darkened.

The Military Department had indeed sent someone.

Faced with Li Yinglong, she had no choice but to salute respectfully.

“Marshal.”

As a general, she had to adhere to military protocol, even if she resented the situation.

Inside, Wen Yu sighed.

It seemed her hope of securing justice for her brother was slipping away.

However, Li Yinglong’s arrival only confirmed her suspicions—Qin Xian and the Military Department were working together.

Li Yinglong wasn’t here just to support Qin Xian.

He was here to ensure that, should anything go awry during the trial, he had the authority to remove her command entirely.

Li Yinglong approached Qin Xian and greeted him with a smile.

“Young Master Qin.”

“Minister Li.”

Their exchange of titles spoke volumes.

Wen Yu addressed Li Yinglong by his military rank, adhering to protocol.

But Qin Xian called him by his ministerial position, reflecting a level of equality, even casual respect.

Leaning closer, Li Yinglong spoke quietly to Qin Xian:

“The Military Department is fully prepared, though it seems Wen Yu has sensed something.”

Qin Xian chuckled.

“Even if she suspects, it won’t matter.”

“Indeed!” Li Yinglong laughed.

“With the Qin Family and the Military Department united, Wen Yu is finished.

Not even Lu Ji can save her now.

Once this is over, we’ll discuss the division of the Eastern Army.”

Qin Xian smiled at Li Yinglong, but there was a strange glint in his eye.

He regarded the Level 76 Combatant, a figure on the brink of legendary status, with a trace of… pity.

“Yes,” Qin Xian said softly, his smile deepening.

“We’ll discuss it later.”