[{"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-165":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},560653,810,"Chapter 165: Poison Turning Upon the Plotter","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-165",165,"\u003Cp>Poison Turning Upon the Plotter\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also, that guy named Julian is here too. If he falls for it, arrange for a few ugly women for him to enjoy, take some photos, and post them online.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once he’s exhausted, finish him off.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas continued to command, his tone almost casual, as if he were discussing the placement of cutlery rather than a man’s humiliation and death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wine shimmered in his glass under the amber light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pale face looked calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold enough to make murder sound refined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the man had delivered himself to their doorstep, he wouldn’t be polite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did he want Julian dead—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he wanted his reputation dragged through mud first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disgrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scandal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That, in Lucas’s mind, was elegance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for himself, he would not act personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian carried that same strange, unknowable aura that still lingered in Lucas’s mind like a wound not healed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory of that punch had never truly faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A seemingly ordinary man... yet a fist like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That danger—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he would let others bear it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His four loyal Scythe Division subordinates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To die for him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that was, in Lucas’s warped thinking, their highest honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood, Young Master Lucas,\" the four replied again in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas waved them off lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four left the suite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy door shut behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the smile on Lucas’s lips deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned against the window overlooking Woodland City and murmured under his breath,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Julian D’Aurelius... let’s see what fate chooses today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once outside, Hemil, the leader, immediately took out his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression changed the instant they were beyond Lucas’s sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Respect vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Contempt remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sent a text message to Julian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he led the other three down a quieter side corridor where no surveillance reached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reaching a hidden corner, Hemil spoke coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lucas, that treacherous scoundrel, is plotting against Young Master Julian again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the men spat lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That snake never learns.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hemil lowered his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We can’t give him this chance. Later, we will...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He whispered a few instructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan was sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beautifully dirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other three showed satisfied expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As expected of our leader.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another rubbed his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With this merit, Young Master Julian will definitely reward us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And after earning merit...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...we hit the club.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Hemil smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, four killers looked more like rowdy brothers conspiring over drinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they scattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Predators entering shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Julian entered the private room, his phone vibrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A message from Hemil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his expression turned... peculiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost offended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Alright, that bastard Lucas wants to drug me.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Drugging is one thing, but arranging ugly women for me? And taking photos?)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(What a despicable act.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His golden eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Luckily, I have a backup plan.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile tugged at his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca, seated beside him, caught the shift instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And though he said nothing aloud—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she already understood enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, she had pieced together fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Schemes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she had already begun a quiet investigation back in Valemont.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the threads connected—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she would close the net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her red eyes glimmered like banked fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian noticed and murmured under his breath,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look murderous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca smiled sweetly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only professionally.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nearly laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What would you two like to eat?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalia handed the menu over, smiling broadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her jeweled fingers brushed Julian’s hand a little too slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she swallowed slightly while looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how delicious the food...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it couldn’t compare to a man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian internally recoiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Why does she look at me like a tiger eyeing imported meat?)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca took the menu before Thalia could lean any closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Possessively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She casually ordered several dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Premium seafood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Signature roasted meats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few symbolic plates for appearances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with ulterior motives circling the room—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who truly had appetite?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After ordering, the kitchen moved fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver carts rolled in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steam rose in fragrant curls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rare sauces glistened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crystal plates caught chandelier light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feast was almost theatrical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A banquet designed to distract.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To soften vigilance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian leaned back and whispered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If the poison fails, they might kill us with overfeeding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca bit her lip to stop laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalia mistook it for feminine shyness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dangerous misread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curiously, Thalia didn’t mention business cooperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead she chatted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asked about Valemont.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About Julian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About whether he liked older women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian nearly choked on tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca smiled so hard her cheeks hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At one point Thalia asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Julian, what kind of women do you prefer?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He answered without blinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alive ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Bianca burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a waiter almost dropped a tray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalia, after a confused pause, laughed too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking it wit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Missing the knife hidden in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>behind service corridors—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the trap advanced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A waiter received a small vial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colorless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Odorless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enough to reduce Gold Realm warriors to crawling wrecks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hemil watched from shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And quietly switched the marked glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mouth twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You scheme against Young Master Julian with drugs?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then enjoy your own medicine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other three nearly laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merit indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>--------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back inside the private room, all dishes had been served.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aroma of spice and wine floated under soft candlelight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, rainwater still clung to windows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>politeness covered warfare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalia lifted a bottle personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s rare for you two to visit Woodland. We should celebrate properly today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She poured wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruby liquid streamed like blood into crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s have a drink...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her smile widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and discuss business after the meal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian watched the glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watched the servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watched the smallest hesitation in one wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Authors Notes: Dear Readers, Thanks so much for joining me on this adventure! Your enthusiasm, feedback, and encouragement really keep me motivated to keep bringing *Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System* into existence. If you’re loving the Chapters, I’d love it if you supported my book with a Powerstone, review, or even a Golden Ticket—it helps me develop as a writer and lets more readers enjoy the story. I look forward to hearing your ideas and thoughts, so please don’t hesitate to share!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With love,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saturn_Virgo_777\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creator of Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>--------------------\u003C\u002Fp>",1063,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.253Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","2a2136e66087468493889600cc719d3419b88de767e3ff38f8fafc1741619e4e","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-166","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-164",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]