Just after Su Nian and her friends finished their casual chat.
Night had already fallen.
The curtains weren’t fully drawn, leaving only a narrow slit that made it difficult even for the moonlight to penetrate.
The room was pitch black without any lights on.
A faint fragrance lingered in the air, mixed with the soft scent of the bedding’s fabric.
Having just woken up to nightfall, lying alone on this overly spacious bed, a sudden, indescribable emptiness welled up in Su Nian’s heart.
Speaking of which—
Since she was forced to become a girl, the trajectory of her life seemed to revolve around only one absolute core goal—
To take revenge on that Horned Demon bastard.
At any cost.
Even becoming a Magic Girl Idol, dazzling and admired by all, originally was just to complete the System’s tasks and accumulate Humiliation Value.
Becoming an Instructor of Red Maple Magic Academy was also for networking purposes, to easily access magical resources and find ways to defeat the Horned Demon bastard.
All her actions pointed toward that man.
All the glamorous identities were just means to achieve her revenge.
Apart from that?
It seemed she… had never truly sought anything else for herself, for this entirely new female identity called “Su Nian.”
Or rather, she had never seriously thought about what she truly wanted deep inside her heart.
A goal?
Her memories from the previous life were somewhat fuzzy but generally clear.
Back then, as an ordinary corporate slave struggling under the brutal 9-6 work schedule, her goals were laughably simple.
Work hard, hoping for a promotion and a raise.
Then, like most people, buy a house of her own, a car for commuting, and finally, marry a gentle wife and build an ordinary family.
How plain, how distant and unattainable those dreams were.
After transmigrating into this world of swords and magic, she trained diligently in martial arts since childhood, with the dream of becoming a respected, glorious Knight.
Unfortunately, her talent was poor, and that path was extremely difficult.
Then, everything changed.
Defeated by that Horned Demon bastard, humiliatingly kneeling and begging for mercy, she unexpectedly activated the System and was forcibly transformed into a girl.
Those once unreachable “goals” suddenly seemed within grasp.
Except for the option to marry a wife, which had completely vanished…
Whether it was the staggering wealth, the fame resounding across the continent, or the powerful strength she once dreamed of—
Everything came too fast, too easily.
So easily that she often felt a strong sense of unreality.
As a result, it seemed like her current life goal boiled down to only one obsession: revenge against that Horned Demon bastard, which kept her going.
Perhaps… it was time for her to seriously consider what she truly wanted beyond revenge.
Something that truly belonged to the female identity of “Su Nian.”
Her slender, fair fingers unconsciously slid again over the smooth, cold screen of the magic phone.
Aimless.
The “magic phone” in front of her still felt so dull in function.
Apart from basic communication and the occasional Magic Feather Fantasy performance updates, it was rather unremarkable.
Too few functions.
If only… it could be like in her previous life—playing relaxing games or watching heartwarming cartoons.
That thought popped up awkwardly in Su Nian’s mind.
She then bitterly curved her lips in self-mockery.
In this world filled with swords and magic, where the strong prey on the weak, dreaming of the colorful electronic entertainment of her past life was simply a fool’s hope.
She put down the cold magic phone, tossing it casually onto the soft bedding.
The girl turned over, her gaze a little lost as it drifted toward the night outside the window.
Her body, originally sprawled like a pancake on the silky sheets, now rose and fell with the movement, revealing the delicate curves of her white, soft “little rabbits” pressed beneath the covers, tracing a breathtaking arc in the dim light.
Watching the deepening night outside.
The silence was so profound that only her breathing could be heard.
Just as Su Nian was immersed in this brief and rare moment of reflection, trying to sort through her chaotic thoughts—
A faint, extremely subtle sound came from outside the door.
Like someone cautiously approaching.
At night.
This sudden noise was amplified endlessly in the overly quiet surroundings, instantly making every hair on Su Nian’s body stand on end, and her heart jumped violently.
Startled, Su Nian reflexively sprang up from the bed.
Her right hand’s pale fingertips began to gather a faint blue glow of Water Element magic, while her left arm instinctively shielded the exposed curves on her chest as she warily looked toward the door.
‘An enemy? A thief? Or… some filthy creature.’
“Click.”
A faint metallic sound rang out.
It was the sound of the lock being opened from the outside.
Yet, when the girl forced her vision to focus and made out the silhouette leaning lazily against the doorframe in the dark, the faint blue Water Element glow at her fingertips was snuffed out like an invisible hand had squeezed it, vanishing abruptly.
Standing at the doorway was none other than the Horned Demon bastard.
Chu Tian crossed his arms over his chest, his figure casually slouched against the doorframe, not immediately stepping inside.
A look of undisguised pride, like surveying his own territory, adorned his face as his gaze pierced the darkness and landed precisely on the girl’s delicate body.
Su Nian almost instinctively exhaled in relief.
Her body, tense to the point of stiffness, relaxed slightly, and even her heartbeat steadied a little.
Huh?
That’s not right.
Why did she feel relieved?
This Horned Demon bastard was her greatest enemy, the source of all her humiliation, the one she should constantly guard against!
Yet she found herself feeling a hint of… comfort just because it was him breaking in?
Absurd!
Su Nian shook her head hard, trying to throw off this inexplicable and nauseating emotion that even she found disgusting.
Forget it, she wouldn’t think about it anymore.
Anyway, she had decided that her upcoming confrontation would rely on “wisdom” to deal with this unfathomable guy.
For now, restraint was necessary for the ultimate explosion.
A direct clash was ill-advised.
She slowly sat back on the edge of the bed, deliberately feigning softness and weakness, pulling the blanket up to cover the large expanse of exposed white skin on her chest, leaving only her rounded shoulders and delicate collarbones visible.
She worked to adjust her expression, trying to let go of the vigilance and replace it with just the right amount of lazy confusion, as if awakened abruptly from a pleasant dream.
Only then did Chu Tian saunter inside with a leisurely, almost provocative stride.
His gaze shamelessly lingered over the girl’s body.
That look was full of scrutiny, playful amusement, and a possessiveness that treated her like an interesting private toy, making Su Nian thoroughly uncomfortable.
His tall shadow cast heavy darkness in the dim light, completely enveloping her.
He looked down on her, a meaningful smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, tinged with mockery.
“Little wildcat, how’s your sleep?”
The Horned Demon bastard’s voice was low, carrying a unique magnetism.
Su Nian forced a slightly shy smile, still drowsy.
She even lowered her head a little, avoiding his piercing gaze, her voice soft and gentle.
“Fortunately, it’s just…”
She deliberately paused, as if embarrassed to say it.
“Just that without Master by my side, I feel… a little… unaccustomed.”
She almost wanted to vomit from saying that.
Habitual lying.
There was no choice.
Countless experiences had taught her that this Horned Demon bastard only responded to softness, not hardness.
Showing obvious disgust and resistance only led to more unbearable humiliation.
Temporary compliance was the best way to conserve strength.
Hearing Su Nian’s obedient, almost flattering answer, Chu Tian’s eyes deepened with amusement, clearly satisfied.
He obviously knew that deep in her heart, she had probably cursed him thousands of times by now and was secretly scheming some unrealistic rebellion.
But it didn’t matter.
He liked seeing her act coy and obedient, playing the role of the meek.
It only made his desire to conquer her even stronger.
In a good mood, Chu Tian turned around and, from who knows where, took out an intricately carved, antique-style hollowed incense burner.
He casually placed it on the small rosewood round table in the corner of the girl’s room.
Then, with an elegant motion, he lit some unknown dark incense inside with a tiny, faint red flame flickering from his fingertips.
A faint wisp of strangely sweet and cloying smoke curled upward, silently blending into the dim air of the room.
After finishing, he turned back, paced to the bedside, and locked his gaze on Su Nian again.
“This time you came back, it seems you missed one detail, didn’t you?”
Hmm?
A detail?
Su Nian raised her head, her sky-blue eyes showing just the right amount of curiosity and confusion.
What scheme was this bastard up to now?
Seeing her slightly clueless look, Chu Tian’s pride swelled.
He deliberately bent down, getting closer, his warm breath almost fanning over Su Nian’s sensitive earlobe.
Lowering his voice, as if sharing a world-shaking secret, he spoke word by word.
“I’ve already given the order. From today onward, throughout Shadowmoon Manor, every maid, every guard, is forbidden from calling me ‘Master’.”
His voice carried a hypnotic charm.
“They can only call me ‘Sir’ from now on.”
Chu Tian paused, seemingly carefully watching every subtle change in Su Nian’s expression, enjoying the anticipation of the surprise that might flash across her face.
He was pleased to see her curiosity deepen in her eyes.
“That’s not all.” He continued, his voice tinged with an undeniable pride.
“Even over in the Castle District, my loyal subordinates have been strictly ordered not to use the title ‘Master’. They must either call me ‘Great Lord’ or, properly, ‘Sir.'”
Chu Tian straightened slightly, a smug grin lighting his face like a child bragging about a new toy.
He extended a cold index finger and lightly tapped Su Nian’s smooth, full forehead.
That faint touch made Su Nian’s body stiffen instantly, like being pricked by a venomous snake.
“Do you know what this means?”
His voice dropped even lower, carrying a sense of grace almost like bestowing a supreme honor.
“It means that from now on…”
He dragged out the tone, each word hooking Su Nian’s attention.
“In this vast Shadowmoon Manor, and in all my territories, only you……have the qualification to call me Master!”
“…”
Su Nian felt her brain completely freeze at that moment.
‘This… this Horned Demon bastard…
Was there something wrong with his mind?’
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