[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system":3,"chapter-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-137":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System",{"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},560725,810,"Chapter 137: The Second Slap","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-137",137,"\u003Cp>The Second Slap\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Marichi’s hand was about to snatch the guitar from Liza Voss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian D’Aurelius suddenly stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression remained calm, almost indifferent, as if the scene in front of him was nothing more than a mildly annoying interruption to an otherwise pleasant day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movement was swift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His palm struck Marichi’s face with a loud, crisp sound that echoed across the quiet interior of the Melodic Sea music store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, everything froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marichi staggered back two steps, one hand clutching her cheek. Her burgundy hair fell across her face as she stared at Julian with wide, stunned eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire store seemed to fall silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The customers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the faint background music had become irrelevant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind struggled to process what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She... had been slapped?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By a stranger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the shock only lasted a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, rage flooded her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shrieked and lunged forward like a furious cat, her fingernails extended as she tried to scratch Julian’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her movements were wild and undignified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before her hand could even reach him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers shifted once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That next hit cracked through the air sharper than the one before it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spinning through the air, Marichi twisted under the blow. The impact sent limbs flying off course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp sound escaped her as she fell against the smooth floor, fingers pressed hard to her stinging face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahhh - !\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking, her words carried hurt instead of pride. She spoke through gritted teeth, each syllable heavy with shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, silence filled the space between them. Quiet settled like dust after motion stops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a few moments Marichi stayed flat on the dirt. Then her eyes lifted slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire burned in her stare. The anger had stained her eyelids deep crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... how dare you hit a woman?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screamed hysterically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you even a man?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, Julian stayed quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet move brought out a cigarette tucked in his coat. He took it slow, fingers easing it free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A match caught flame under his steady hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tiny spark danced for a moment on the edge of the metal. The light wavered like it was breathing fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled hard on the cigarette, filling his lungs slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wisp of smoke rose when he breathed out slow. The air carried it higher without hurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just after that when his eyes finally dropped to where she stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I believe in gender equality.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bit of gray tumbled off the burning tip. Smoke curled away into still air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you behave like a jerk...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll hit you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside his mind, however—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( Cough... )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( Technically we’re all villains here. )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( But you’re just cannon fodder. )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( Honestly, you deserved that beating. )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Liza Voss nearly burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickly covered her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gender equality?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had heard many strange things in Julian’s thoughts before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was something else entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her shoulders trembled slightly as she tried to suppress her laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door of the store opened again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young man entered, accompanied by an elderly man wearing a navy suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the young man saw Marichi sitting on the ground with a swollen face, his expression darkened instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurried forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Baby!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crouched beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Marichi saw him, her expression immediately changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her arrogance returned instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Hall!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clung to him pitifully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Help me get revenge!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed at Julian with trembling fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This dog of a man hit me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice trembled as if she had suffered the greatest injustice in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was her sugar daddy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The source of all her arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since becoming his woman, she had caused endless trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter how serious the situation became—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Hall could always solve it with a single phone call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man, called Manish Hall, had a rather ordinary face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ears were large, and his expression looked strangely honest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he saw the swelling on Marichi’s face, his expression darkened with anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gently helped her stand up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He patted her shoulder softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll get revenge for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t cry, baby.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice sounded gentle, but when he turned toward Julian—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression instantly turned cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve got some nerve.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at Julian sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dare touch my woman?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice grew colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you even know whose woman she is?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My woman.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Manish Hall’s woman.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Julian heard the name—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart nearly jumped with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Manish Hall ?!)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Finally... the protagonist’s opponent appears.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man wasn’t from Valemont.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the second young master of the Hall family from Valcenza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hall family was a top-tier powerhouse there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to them, the families in Valemont were practically insignificant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manish Hall had come to Valemont to attend an auction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before the auction had even begun—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was destined to clash with Evan, the so-called Obsidian King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the auction, Manish Hall would deliberately compete with Evan for treasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That conflict would escalate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, both sides would attempt to eliminate each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the end—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan would kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s eyes gleamed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Perfect.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(This is my chance to stir the pot.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to make a bold move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian looked at Manish Hall and sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do as I please.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blew out a thin stream of smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why should I explain myself to you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manish Hall eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re quite bold.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned slightly toward the elderly man behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old man.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Break his hands first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly man nodded calmly and stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved with the quiet confidence of someone used to violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manish Hall sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had met many people like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking they had backing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need to waste words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain was the best teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after suffering would they understand who they should fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly man slowly walked toward Julian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Julian, Liza’s expression changed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sharp assassin instincts immediately sensed something unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That old man—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was an Old Martial Arts practitioner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not very strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still someone within the Iron Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes narrowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Julian is just an ordinary person...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He can’t fight someone like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was about to step forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door of the store opened again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall middle-aged man walked in with steady steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Jareb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newly recruited Old Martial Arts bodyguard of the D’Aurelius household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since witnessing Julian’s terrifying strength previously—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jareb had insisted on becoming Julian’s personal bodyguard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His follower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he understood something very clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone as powerful as Young Master Julian did not need protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he needed...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was someone to clear away the trash before he had to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A master of the Gold Realm like Young Master Julian would not casually make a move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jareb stepped forward, his gaze cold as he stared at the elderly man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mocking smile appeared on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you really think...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice carried quiet disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...that someone like you is worthy of making a move against our Young Master Julian?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1226,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.252Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","c3377cd90e9f7634e278ec272fb2839662b385b07e85d2807c6918d5aec78614","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-138","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-136",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]