[{"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-175":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},560663,810,"Chapter 175: Farewell Before the Auction","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-175",175,"\u003Cp>Farewell Before the Auction\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After breakfast, she smiled and asked, \"I have to go to the branch office for some business. Are you going to wait for me here for a few days or...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca De Dominicis said it lightly, almost teasingly, but Julian D’Aurelius heard the note hidden beneath it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a little longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning sun spilled through the tall windows of Starlight Tower’s dining hall, touching her red hair with copper fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian looked at her a moment longer than necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll head back today. I have some things to handle these days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was calm, but his golden eyes carried weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca’s lashes flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A trace of disappointment crossed her face before she tucked it away behind a small smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course she knew why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had heard enough of his inner thoughts to know he was moving for something important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still... knowing did not stop the faint ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright then,\" she said softly. \"I’ll find you to hang out when I’m back in Valemont.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, unable to keep the tenderness from turning playful, Bianca reached over and pinched Julian’s face, stretching it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With love,\" she declared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian caught her wrist gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second the world seemed to soften.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thumb brushed the back of her hand before he released it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who knew President Bianca De Dominicis spoiled men like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only difficult ones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept looking at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if thinking something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca tilted her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you thinking?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she narrowed her eyes suspiciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have that lost face again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she finished—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly pulled her into a brief hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca stiffened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time her hands started to rise in instinctive reply—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian already stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah... oh... I just—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked almost embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I mean... I go now. Take care. Don’t fall into any danger, okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if fleeing his own boldness, he turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca remained rooted there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning light framed his fading back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And slowly her hand rose to touch where he had held her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smile bloomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Idiot...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her voice carried tenderness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is very first time First hug he initiated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Starlight Tower down through the polished lobby, Julian made his way toward the parking lot where the company car waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet halfway there—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rapid heels clicked behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Julian!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca came toward him smiling, one hand lifting while the other unlocked her own car with a cheerful beep-beep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian looked puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s something I forgot to say.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep soft kiss on his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Longer than the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intentional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving another lipstick mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian was caught completely by surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca withdrew with triumph dancing in her crimson eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That,\" she said, \"was interest on your hug.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slid into her car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lowered the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t wipe my mark off until I come back to Valemont.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed at his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This parting gift stays.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a grin, she pressed the accelerator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her car swept away toward De Dominicis Group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian stood there a moment, half stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This girl...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More energetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More daring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somehow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian took his office car and headed to Woodland Airport to catch a flight back to Valemont.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a couple of days, the auction scene would unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the original plot, an antique lion gem statue would appear at auction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obsidian Kings Evan had taken a fancy to it at first glance, and the Hall family from Valcenza fought him over it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After fierce bidding, Evan obtained the lion gem statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside its hidden mechanism was a Nine Way Cleansing Elixir and an Old Martial Arts manual—Mountain Flip Hand Strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both priceless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the plot had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan was no longer part of this thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one replacing him to seize the opportunity was Lucas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Julian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s purpose returning to Valemont was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fairness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fairness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, fairness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who said all the treasures had to go to the protagonist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just grab it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He almost laughed aloud at his own shameless logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After completing check-in, he sat in the waiting area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Travelers moved like currents around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Announcements echoed overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a girl pushed a wheelchair past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seated there was a middle-aged man with a square face and a presence like old iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even seated, authority clung to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like an old lion past its prime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wren Tyson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Current head of the Tyson Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At thirty, undefeated in Valemont.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At forty, Gold Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then crippled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three years ago he returned from wandering the world with ruined legs and diminished strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No explanation ever given.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mystery wrapped around him like smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pushing him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was his daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s eyes lingered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wren Yana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eldest Tyson daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Short dark hair brushing her ears gave her a sharp heroic elegance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun-kissed skin held living vitality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a fitted pale athletic blouse beneath a light jacket, dark trousers shaping long powerful legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body was toned, feminine yet disciplined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every visible line held athletic precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firm arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narrow waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rounded hips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long legs with a quiet dangerous grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And beneath the tailored top, a naturally full boobs—modest but shapely, perhaps a strong D-cup—moving subtly with each breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was even a proud sculpted fullness at the curve of her backside when she moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither delicate flower nor brute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something rarer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beauty fused with force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder many men turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dad, the plane won’t arrive for another half hour. Should I get you a bottle of water?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need. I’m not thirsty. Drinking too much makes the restroom troublesome. Let’s sit and rest a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rare smile softened his stern face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They happened to sit beside Julian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him, Father and daughter both gave polite nods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian returned the greeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recognized them at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyson Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancient martial pride that looked down even on nobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So though they recognized Julian of the D’Aurelius household, the greeting remained merely courteous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among Old Martial Arts circles—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only strength commanded respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>mutual courtesy existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Julian’s gaze slipped to Yana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At only twenty she had already reached Silver Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A prodigy surpassing even her father’s early talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the original plot... another destined to fall into Evan’s orbit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Honestly, girls should be mindful of their direction in martial arts.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Better cultivate inner energy and take an internal path, right?)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze drifted over her toned arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(No need for all those muscles. Liza and Lina aren’t like that... they’re soft and fragrant.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yana’s face darkened instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That mysterious inner voice. That she hearing from last few past days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mouth didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mouth didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then who said it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her knuckles flexed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian, oblivious, continued judging internally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Though... those legs could break someone’s ribs.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yana nearly twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still no speaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frustration rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she misheard?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another thought came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Actually... her ass is probably from spear stance training. Very practical.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brows shot up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scanned nearby passengers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last man who commented on her physique spent three months in a hospital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No lips movement around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No culprit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Julian sitting there appearing innocent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her frustration rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was she hearing things?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or had someone... dared mock her unseen?\u003C\u002Fp>",1279,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.253Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","85b53ffc7f371005179d24f74e4b3e87ccdba9d2bd5ee65fb1bb9f52237d9e90","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-176","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-174",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]