[{"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-70":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},560576,810,"Chapter 70: Selling the Lion’s Den","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-70",70,"\u003Cp>Selling the Lion’s Den\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear’s eyes locked onto Julian the moment he stepped into the lobby of Lunar Citadel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second, killing intent flickered in his pupils—raw and undisguised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, if it isn’t Young Master Julian? Haven’t seen you in a few days, and your hotel’s business is in the dumps?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lobby felt colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian didn’t blink. His golden eyes remained steady, but his jaw tightened just enough to suggest anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks to President Bear bringing people to cause trouble every day!\" Julian shot back, voice edged with irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear spread his hands lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No choice. The deceased was a high-ranking executive of Bear Group. I have to fight for her rights.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grinned as he said it—openly admitting he was behind the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you really think the D’Aurelius Family in Valemont can be easily bullied by Bear Group?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone dropped, carrying weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear laughed harshly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The D’Aurelius Family? Just frogs in a well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re hopping around in this little well called Valemont. Young Master Evan’s background is beyond your imagination.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his chin slightly, eyes gleaming with superiority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My purpose today is simple. I don’t like your hotel. Either it closes down... or you sell it to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence rippled outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s fingers curled slowly at his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last time, Evan had been humiliated here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear didn’t just want revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted ownership.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to stand where Evan had been shamed and claim it as his territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear lifted his hand and extended five fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Five billion Euro. Either sell the hotel... or wait for it to go bankrupt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number hung in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five billion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Lunar Citadel—a landmark in Valemont—worth easily triple that in clean market valuation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amika’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why don’t you just rob us?\" she snapped before she could stop herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even doubling that offer wouldn’t cover the land, the brand, the interior design alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear’s head snapped toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you have a say here?\" he barked. \"You’re just a dog raised by the D’Aurelius Family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force in his voice was heavy—like pressure pushing down on the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amika swallowed. Her throat tightened. She didn’t speak again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And inside, something flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But outwardly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re overthinking,\" Julian said coolly. \"Even if you cause trouble for a year, I won’t sell this hotel to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can leave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear’s expression twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rage exploded across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a mad dog whose tail had been stepped on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without warning, he leapt forward and kicked the marble coffee table in front of the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact echoed like a gunshot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy slab—solid marble—fractured instantly, cracking into countless shards before collapsing into powdery debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust rose into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amika’s heart nearly stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is he human?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s eyes flickered briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew this tactic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intimidation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Break the opponent’s psychological defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Force fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave him fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s pupils widened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bodyguards!\" he shouted sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four security men rushed in, forming a line between them and Bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They clenched their fists, trying to steady themselves despite the shock of that display.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear looked at them as if they were insects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These house-guarding watchdogs,\" he scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could kill them with one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned back to Julian and lowered his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Julian... even if you call twenty of these useless men, it won’t help.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone shifted darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Evan is a man of principle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I’m not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes gleamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If worst comes to worst, I’ll kill your father... and leave Europe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The threat landed like ice water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s heart thudded once—hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There it is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced his face to pale slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forced his breathing to shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let silence stretch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if struggling—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine,\" he said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll sell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amika stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear froze for half a second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a slow, victorious smile spread across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In front of the Obsidian Wing... everyone is an ant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out a prepared contract from inside his jacket and tossed it onto the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sign and stamp it. I’ll have the money transferred immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian glanced at the document.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five billion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Predatory clauses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Transfer of ownership within twenty-four hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"President Amika,\" Julian said evenly. \"Bring the seal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she obeyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked to the safe, opened it, and retrieved the official corporate seal with stiff fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of stamping echoed in the silent lobby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ownership of Lunar Citadel officially transferred to Bear, head of Bear Group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear picked up the contract and inspected it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Julian and Amika like they were trash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two losers,\" he said, pointing toward the exit. \"You can leave now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Remember—this is just the interest for offending Young Master Evan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amika’s hands trembled with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s face was dark as night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another word, he turned and walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the late afternoon sun burned bright against the pavement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The protest banners still fluttered in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amika hurried after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Julian,\" she whispered urgently once they reached the parking area. \"Why did you agree to his terms? How can our D’Aurelius Family let him bully us like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the head of Valemont’s four major families, they weren’t kings of the world—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were not meant to be trampled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian stopped beside his car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out a cigarette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lit it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flame reflected briefly in his golden eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ll understand in a few days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled smoke slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile touched his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The show is just beginning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amika stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That smile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright,\" she said finally, calming down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Julian asked casually,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way... has Cillian’s family moved out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" Amika replied quickly. \"They boarded the train to Siberia the night before last. According to your instructions, we forged his travel records to Africa.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Evan’s petty nature, retaliation against Cillian had been inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Cillian was safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hotel?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had handed it over personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything that happened next...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would legally belong to Bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian slid into the driver’s seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closed the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Took out his laptop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers began flying across the keyboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An encrypted email.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Addressed to a very specific recipient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Bear wanted Lunar Citadel—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian would give it to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would make him choke on it.\u003C\u002Fp>",1094,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.253Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","0ebd2221dddb60a01e5816e7b74e79cb1db522a2af0c6313be0dc22838e384df","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-71","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-69",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]