She Is the Sidekick of the Vicious Villains
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Mei Man often wondered why she was never allowed to have anything good.
The legendary Tianyan Academy was an immortal institution where prodigies roamed freely and talented young cultivators were everywhere.
But none of that had anything to do with her.
She was merely an ordinary mortal. The only reason she had the chance to glimpse the world of cultivation was because the young masters and mistresses of the household had been selected to study at the academy.
Without exception, the young masters and mistress were just like the vicious antagonists in storybooks, yet they were adored wherever they went.
The eldest young master was a smiling fox who was always scheming behind people’s backs, but everyone admired the gentle and kind image he presented.
The second young master had a temper worse than anyone’s, yet people praised him for his “refreshing honesty.”
The young mistress was cold and peculiar, displeased with everyone she met. Even so, people pitied her for her extraordinary talent and frail constitution.
Even the cultivator they constantly targeted—a man who appeared even poorer than Mei Man—was gifted with remarkable talent and a dazzling future.
As for her, she was merely a malicious little lackey trailing behind them, looked down upon by everyone.
Mei Man was indignant. But she couldn’t bear to give up the generous pay, and she also wanted to graduate from the academy safely. Thus, she could only vent her resentment by secretly causing trouble.
Besides, she had plenty of powerful backers. If she schemed against the eldest young master, she could always turn to the second young master for protection. If she betrayed the second young master, she could run to the young mistress and cry for sympathy. And if she harmed the young mistress, the eldest young master could shield her from the consequences.
As long as she remained a fence-sitter, there would always be someone willing to protect her.
But as time passed, she gradually began to realize that something was wrong.
Why did the young masters and mistress continue keeping her at their side even though they knew perfectly well that she was a shameless fence-sitter?
Why did the supposedly brilliant genius drink the tea she handed him, even though he clearly knew she had laced it with poison?
Why did the young master and mistress, who had been close since childhood, gradually grow distant after they came of age—so distant that an undercurrent of hostility even began to form between them?
…
But none of that had anything to do with her.
She knew exactly what kind of person she was: a treacherous little villain.
As long as she could stay alive and get her hands on more good things, that was all that mattered.
The legendary Tianyan Academy was an immortal institution where prodigies roamed freely and talented young cultivators were everywhere.
But none of that had anything to do with her.
She was merely an ordinary mortal. The only reason she had the chance to glimpse the world of cultivation was because the young masters and mistresses of the household had been selected to study at the academy.
Without exception, the young masters and mistress were just like the vicious antagonists in storybooks, yet they were adored wherever they went.
The eldest young master was a smiling fox who was always scheming behind people’s backs, but everyone admired the gentle and kind image he presented.
The second young master had a temper worse than anyone’s, yet people praised him for his “refreshing honesty.”
The young mistress was cold and peculiar, displeased with everyone she met. Even so, people pitied her for her extraordinary talent and frail constitution.
Even the cultivator they constantly targeted—a man who appeared even poorer than Mei Man—was gifted with remarkable talent and a dazzling future.
As for her, she was merely a malicious little lackey trailing behind them, looked down upon by everyone.
Mei Man was indignant. But she couldn’t bear to give up the generous pay, and she also wanted to graduate from the academy safely. Thus, she could only vent her resentment by secretly causing trouble.
Besides, she had plenty of powerful backers. If she schemed against the eldest young master, she could always turn to the second young master for protection. If she betrayed the second young master, she could run to the young mistress and cry for sympathy. And if she harmed the young mistress, the eldest young master could shield her from the consequences.
As long as she remained a fence-sitter, there would always be someone willing to protect her.
But as time passed, she gradually began to realize that something was wrong.
Why did the young masters and mistress continue keeping her at their side even though they knew perfectly well that she was a shameless fence-sitter?
Why did the supposedly brilliant genius drink the tea she handed him, even though he clearly knew she had laced it with poison?
Why did the young master and mistress, who had been close since childhood, gradually grow distant after they came of age—so distant that an undercurrent of hostility even began to form between them?
…
But none of that had anything to do with her.
She knew exactly what kind of person she was: a treacherous little villain.
As long as she could stay alive and get her hands on more good things, that was all that mattered.
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