The Villain Tyrant's Favored Little Cub

I am Number 077, an emotionless NPC. I rank first in performance every year.

Bored one day, I secretly wrote a story about a den of villains. The Heaven Dad was so delighted that he gave me m...

Chapter 173 Your Little Cutie is Angry!

Helian Nie's brow twitched violently again; he felt that this ugly thing was becoming increasingly audacious and insolent, deserving of a lesson.

Long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles held a wine cup; his devilishly handsome face featured narrow, almond-shaped eyes.

He glanced at the little girl beside him, his voice chilling and sinister, tinged with a hint of gritted teeth.

"I'm giving you a chance to say it again."

Helian Mou Sisi was furious. "This kid doesn't know how to talk! Doesn't a five-year-old have any dignity?"

Her beauty is so stunning and adorable, yet the little one keeps complaining that she's ugly. Humph, even a cute little thing like her has a temper!

The little one didn't even look at the villainous tyrant; with a twist of his little body, his fluffy little head tilted to the side.

Your little cutie is angry and doesn't want to talk to you!

The handsome face of that villainous tyrant has become even darker. That ugly thing has grown up; it even has a temper now.

Wen Yi, seated at the lower end of the table, held a wine cup in his hand. A palace maid beside him poured wine into Wen Yi's cup, and intentionally or unintentionally gave him flirtatious glances.

Although Wen Yi is a bit rugged in appearance, his status and position are undeniable. If she could catch Wen Yi's eye, she wouldn't have to stay in this deep palace as a lowly maid serving her master.

However, Wen Yi didn't even glance at the palace maid; his tiger-like eyes kept glancing towards the high seat out of the corner of his eye.

He took in the interaction between Helian Nie and Helian Si, one big and one small, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly as if he were deep in thought.

"General, the wine is ready."

The palace maid's voice was sweet and coquettish, and her soft, boneless hands touched Wen Yi's hands intentionally or unintentionally.

Wen Yi's tiger-like eyes narrowed instantly, and with the rise of his other hand, he grabbed the palace maid's hand with such force that the maid felt her hand was about to break.

"General."

The palace maid's voice trembled; she had lost all desire to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy, and was filled only with fear.

Upon entering the palace, he saw his beloved daughter's birthday banquet invitation, which had been utterly ruined by rats. To make matters worse, Wenren Yu came looking for trouble again.

Wen Yi was already furious, and this palace maid, oblivious to her own folly, came up to provoke him. With a sudden pull of her arm,

The palace maid who was pouring wine was thrown out by Wen Yi with great force, and she fell several meters away.

In an instant, the once lively hall fell silent again, interspersed with the soft gasps of fear from some timid noble ladies and dancers.

Helian Nie held the wine cup with his long, slender fingers, his narrow, peach-blossom eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at Wen Yi.

Wenren Yu, who had been elegantly drinking and casually displaying his charming and debonair style with the ladies of noble families, stopped drinking altogether.

A pair of upturned phoenix eyes looked towards Wen Yi, and the handsome face of the painter was filled with gossip and amusement.

Wen Yi rose from his seat, bowed respectfully to Helian Nie in the high position, and spoke in a rough voice.

"I have disturbed Your Majesty and am guilty. It was only because that palace maid tried to seduce me that I took action. I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Helian Nie's fingertips traced the rim of the wine vessel, his handsome face expressionless, his sinister gaze fixed on the palace maid who had been thrown out.

With one hand resting on her beautifully curved chin, her narrow, almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, and her thin, crimson lips parted slightly, seemingly nonchalant.

"Long Eagle, throw it into the snake pit."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall gasped in unison.

The little girl, who had been throwing a tantrum with such pride, suddenly stiffened.

Helian Nie caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and the already slightly upturned thin lips curved upwards even more.