[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan":3,"chapter-turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-66":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},60374,84,"Chapter 66 66: Facing the Past","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>\"Tsk! Tsk!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan clicked his tongue, the sound sharp in the air like a slap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your imagination's really something else, Xinyue,\" he said, tone mockingly amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unfortunately… it's dead wrong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strolled forward lazily, hands tucked neatly behind his back like he had all the time in the world and not a single care burdening his steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not here to shut you up. I'm just here to see my dear cousin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way he said it, with mock affection dripping off every syllable, made it clear he didn't expect a warm reunion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything, it sounded like he was daring her to explode, taunting her like he used to when they were children—except back then, it was teasing over pastries or training dummies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now? Now they stood across from each other with years of blood, betrayal, and bitterness between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Xinyue's eyes narrowed, her expression like frost slowly forming on glass. And then, she smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a kind smile but a bitter one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh?\" How touching. If only those heartfelt concerns had shown up before my Dao Bone was ripped out of my body.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't yell. Didn't even raise her voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her words hit harder than a slap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold, cutting, and soaked in the kind of fury that didn't burn—it simmered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew that the injustice she had endured was something only she could seek justice for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, who could possibly hold the Bai Clan accountable when it was one of the most powerful forces in the land?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like Bai Zihan had said earlier, everything could be brushed aside with two simple words: family matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't remember you stopping that from happening,\" she added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her arms were folded tightly, shoulders drawn up in tension. Her eyes locked onto his. Steady. Unflinching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped forward, just slightly. Not enough to threaten. Just enough to show she wasn't afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So forgive me if I'm a little suspicious of your sudden family bonding moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, the silence between them stretched taut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Bai Zihan let out a low, lazy chuckle. Like she'd told a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, Xinyue…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said, sighing as if she was the one being unreasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head, just once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't get me wrong. I didn't come here to make amends. Or explain the past. Or any of that sentimental nonsense.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile faded. His voice dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I came here to warn you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words were sharp and dry, like winter wind across stone. The mockery was gone now. His gaze hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't trying to hide behind any false kindness or excuses. He didn't bother acting like he cared about her anymore. Maybe he never really did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what apology could ever undo what had been done? What kindness could balance the scales of stealing someone's very Dao Bone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down on her now—not with arrogance, but with cold certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't sully the Bai Clan's name. How can you let someone from the Mo Clan—of all people—bully you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words slammed into her like a slap to the face, but not because she cared about the Bai Clan anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the sheer audacity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Xinyue's fists clenched at her sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What Bai Clan's name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hissed, voice finally rising in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one that abandoned me? The one that ripped my Dao Bone from my body like I was just a vessel to be emptied?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped closer, fire in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you dare stand there and act like you're speaking from some noble high ground, Bai Zihan!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't rise to her anger. He didn't yell back. He didn't even blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just stared at her. Cold. Silent. Like her rage didn't even graze him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long, drawn-out moment, he let out a breath—part sigh, part scoff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like you're doing well for yourself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no emotion in his tone. No warmth. Just an observation. Detached. Indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But no matter how far you run…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head, almost like he was studying her anew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You still carry the Bai Clan's name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a step back, his voice lowering with every word, deliberate and sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So don't you dare lower yourself before insects like Xu Yuhan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned, then. No dramatic flourish. No parting smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a simple pivot and walk away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His robes trailed behind him, and the cold wind seemed to follow in his wake as he disappeared from view, not even sparing her a backward glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Xinyue stood frozen, glaring at the space he'd just occupied. Her breath came shallow and tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was full of surprises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yuhan had shown his true colors—violent, entitled, pathetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even more shocking was appearance of Bai Zihan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Additionally, he had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still arrogant, yes. Still cruel, still sharp-tongued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beneath that cold demeanor, there was something… different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn't quite name it, but it wasn't the same helpless, frustrated Bai Zihan from years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that alone was dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite everything, despite the hatred twisting in her gut, she remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When her parents disappeared, it had been Bai Zihan's family who took her in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, she had looked up to him. The young heir of the Bai Clan—cold, distant, but not unkind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had looked after her, in his own awkward way. And even when everyone mocked him for his lack of talent, she had never joined in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she awakened her Cultivation talent, she had hoped… foolishly hoped… that they could be close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead, he distanced himself further. The gap between them grew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to comfort him once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought she was mocking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, he changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started lashing out—at the servants, the disciples, even her. But she let him. Endured it quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't real bullying, not to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw it for what it was: desperation. The cries of someone drowning under pressure, with no one willing to reach out a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought that was the least she could do for the boy who had once looked after her like a brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then her Dao Bone was stolen. Her very essence. The foundation of her cultivation, her future, her life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ripped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given to Bai Zihan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether he asked for it or not, whether he knew at the time or not—it didn't matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fate was sealed that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body was broken. Her path crippled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She survived only by sheer will. And luck. The kind that left scars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bai Zihan…\" she whispered, voice barely audible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter what, our fate is incorrigible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned away from the wind, from the emptiness he left behind, and clenched her fists once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her path forward wasn't for revenge alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was for herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And maybe, just maybe, to one day stand before him again—on equal ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And ask the question that still haunted her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did you ever regret it?\u003C\u002Fp>",1156,"2026-05-28T18:17:14.491Z","2026-06-01T04:28:34.960Z",1,"novelbin.me","855966b5c3511e139b77eea0a800eec0cf9d276750858e23e97707bdd8c7a04a","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-67","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-65",580,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fturns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-cover.jpg"]