Chapter 15:
Chapter 15: Bluff
After leaving the Liu family villa, Shen Wuxiao returned directly to his own Bay Villa. He wasn’t in a hurry to confront Lin Fan.
According to Lin Fan’s intelligence-gathering capabilities, it wouldn’t be long before he discovered that the one who killed his brother was someone named Shen Wuxiao.
Shen Wuxiao was certain that Lin Fan would eventually take the initiative to contact him.
After all, Zhonghai was unfamiliar territory for Lin Fan.
And in Zhonghai, no one would reveal any information about Shen Wuxiao. He was confident about that.
So, after going around in circles, Lin Fan would have no choice but to reach out to him—the man he still believed was “Brother Sikong.”
As expected, things unfolded just as Shen Wuxiao had predicted.
Lin Fan had been conducting his own investigation.
As the former Border Wolf King, Lin Fan’s instincts were sharp and his investigative skills unmatched.
Staying in a hotel, he first confirmed the wedding banquet venue, then casually asked a few questions from the waitstaff.
It didn’t take long before something slipped.
After all, all Lin Fan needed to do was follow the trail of the wedding banquet.
All the guests from the bride’s side were dead. The rest had fled. The only ones remaining were the groom’s party, led by a man named Shen Wuxiao.
This was easy enough to confirm.
But to Lin Fan’s frustration, even after learning the name “Shen Wuxiao,” he couldn’t find any information about him.
Not even a photo.
Whenever he asked around, people’s expressions would change the moment they heard those three words.
Some cursed and told him to leave. Others turned pale and ran away.
From this, Lin Fan could conclude one thing for sure—Shen Wuxiao was far from ordinary.
No one would inspire such fear otherwise.
Although he couldn’t get anything from the surface, Lin Fan wasn’t one to give up. So he turned to Zhonghai’s underground world.
The underworld had its own information networks. As long as you paid well, they could find out anything. Investigating a single person should’ve been easy.
But again, Lin Fan hit a wall.
Those underground figures took his money—then drove him away, saying nothing.
He was furious and almost started a fight.
But thinking it might expose his mission, he forced himself to endure it. Still, he couldn’t believe Shen Wuxiao really had this much power in Zhonghai.
After a moment of thought, a name suddenly popped into his head—Brother Sikong!
That rich playboy had deep roots in Zhonghai. If anyone knew anything, it was him.
So Lin Fan decided to reach out.
He dialed the number, and it was quickly picked up.
Shen Wuxiao’s cheerful voice came through, “Brother Lin Fan! What’s up? Need something?”
Lin Fan felt a bit awkward.
They had only just met, yet he was already troubling the man again.
But then he reminded himself—this was just as the man said: an investment.
Lin Fan firmly believed that his future would be limitless, and when the time came, he would repay this kindness tenfold.
After composing himself, Lin Fan got to the point. “Brother Sikong, you know a lot of people. I want to ask you something.”
Shen Wuxiao let out a hearty laugh. “Come on, Brother Lin Fan, just say it. There’s nothing in Zhonghai I don’t know.”
The moment Lin Fan heard that, he felt reassured.
“I want to ask if you know someone named Shen Wuxiao.”
On the other end, Shen Wuxiao smiled faintly, but pretended to be stunned for five or six seconds before answering.
“Brother Lin… why are you asking about him?”
Lin Fan’s heart jumped.
That reaction proved he asked the right person.
“I can’t explain the details yet. I just need to know who he is.”
Shen Wuxiao pretended to hesitate, then lowered his voice. “How about this—I’ll send you an address. Come meet me, and we’ll talk in person.”
Lin Fan immediately knew this was serious.
If it weren’t, why would he insist on discussing it privately?
He owed this man another favor.
“Alright, send me the address. I’ll be there soon.”
A moment later, Lin Fan received the location: Bay Villa.
Without delay, he hailed a cab and headed straight there.
Back in the villa, Shen Wuxiao casually tossed his phone onto the coffee table, stretched out his arms, and leaned back.
[Ding! You have deceived the Lucky Protagonist. Temporary plot deviation triggered. Points +5000.]
[Extra reward: Title unlocked — Level 1 Personality Charm (Upgradeable to Level 10).]
[Effect: Increases credibility by 10% while wearing this title. The bonus grows with level. At max level, even if the host says that a wall is edible, someone will believe it.]
“…?”
Shen Wuxiao blinked, momentarily stunned.
He hadn’t expected that just bluffing could earn him points.
But it made sense. The system had said before—as long as something harmed the protagonist of destiny, it counted.
Even so, robbing him of luck, women, opportunities, and kidneys felt far more satisfying.
Still, this title was rather heaven-defying.
The biggest weakness of any villain was credibility—especially when trying to deceive the protagonist or his group.
With this title, manipulating others and spreading lies would become much more effective.
It was just unfortunate that the level was still too low to show its full potential.
While waiting for Lin Fan, Shen Wuxiao made some tea.
This villa wasn’t just a place to live. One of the reasons he asked Lin Fan to come here was to build a pattern.
Soon, a heroine would appear.
Whether it was through her nature or the plot, she’d eventually investigate Lin Fan’s whereabouts.
Once she found out he often came to this villa, she would show up.
And once she did, Shen Wuxiao could do whatever he pleased.
As for now, he also wanted Lin Fan to believe he was investigating something huge.
It was all part of setting the scene.
Soon after, a taxi pulled up near Bay Villa.
Lin Fan stepped out, checked the address, and walked up to the door.
The villa had tall floor-to-ceiling windows, but the glass was one-way—you couldn’t see in from the outside, but the inside had a clear view.
When Lin Fan rang the doorbell, Shen Wuxiao didn’t answer right away.
He waited a while before finally getting up with a sneer and moving toward the door, acting cautious.
“I thought you weren’t home,” Lin Fan said.
Shen Wuxiao didn’t reply right away. He peered outside several times, pretending to be nervous, before finally opening the door.
Lin Fan, always sharp and observant, noticed the behavior.
He was moved.
The person who had killed his brother had to be extremely dangerous.
Yet Brother Sikong still chose to help him—risking his own life to share information.
If he were caught, it could cost him dearly.
Lin Fan made a silent vow. One day, he would repay this man properly.
“Brother Lin Fan, you weren’t followed, right?” Shen Wuxiao asked, acting tense and vigilant.
Lin Fan nodded. “Don’t worry. I’m careful. If someone had been following me, I’d have noticed.”
Shen Wuxiao patted his chest. “That’s good… that’s good.”