Villain: I Will Become Stronger By Accepting A Female Apprentice

"Sister, I took advantage of this literati competition to enter the Wang family as the leader. Now I am a guest literati of the Wang family."

Lang Zimiu told Wang Xin about his entry into the Wang family.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xin replied to him immediately.

It seems that he is out of isolation temporarily.

"Brother Shenshan, what did you say?"

Wang Xin's tone was filled with surprise and surprise.

"Brother Shenshan, you are not lying to your sister, are you?"

"Sister, what I said is true. I am in the Wang family now."

On the other side, in the private residence of Wang Xin of Qianjing Assassination Pavilion.

Wang Xin soaked in a spiritual pond full of flowers. The hot spiritual water caused a little fragrant sweat to pour out on her character's seductive cheeks, making her cheeks turn red.

Holding the identity token in his hand, he blinked his beautiful eyes, which were full of shock and surprise.

At the same time, there is a different color.

Wang family? This boy actually participated in the literati competition and entered the Wang family as the leader?

She immediately retrieved the information, found the message transmitted just yesterday, and checked it quickly.

"Literati competition, the leader is in serious trouble!"

Her beautiful eyes widened, extremely surprised.

I really didn’t expect that Lang Zimiu, who not only has amazing talents in physical training, but also has literary talents, could actually win the first place in this literary competition?

The Assassination Pavilion has sent people to participate in this literary competition in the past, but at most they only ranked in the top five. The environment of the Wang family also gave this person little chance to enter the interior.

Now that Lang Zimiu actually entered as the leader, it was impossible for Wang Xin not to be excited.

"Brother, in what capacity did you participate?"

"Did you forge your identity?"

She continued to ask, her voice sweeter and gentler. Now Lang Zimiu is a big treasure in her eyes.

"No, sister..."

"Are you going to fake your identity?"

"I participated directly as myself."

Lang Zimiu's somewhat silly voice came from over there.

Hearing this, Wang Xin's happy and sweet expression suddenly froze, and the token in his hand almost fell into the spiritual pool as if he had relaxed his grip.

Then she twitched the corners of her mouth and continued:

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll just take care of it for you, brother."

"You must not act rashly, so now you can use the false identity of Shen Sang, and I will help you forge an identity that is somewhat related to the Shen family north of Huaiyuan."

Wang Xin really didn't expect that Lang Zimiu would go to the Wang family directly with the name that was used to deceive him.

He didn't think about anything, and he didn't care whether his identity would be investigated or anything.

"Uh...but, sister."

"When I participated in the Literary Competition, the person asked me what my identity was. I was not qualified to participate, so I showed him my identity in the Assassination Pavilion..."

Lang Zimiu's somewhat innocent and silly voice continued to come from over there.

The words fell into Wang Xin's ears, causing her to be stunned. The token in her hand completely came loose from her hands and fell into the spiritual pool.

He didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"elder sister?"

Over there, Lang Zimiu shouted as if he had done something wrong.

After a while, Wang Xin lowered his soaring blood pressure, and a look of helplessness appeared on his face.

But at least for now, she still feels that Lang Zimiu is under her control.

After all, Lang Zimiu's acting skills are so good.

And from the messages coming from the south of Huaiyuan, we can only judge that Lang Zimiu is a very powerful and domineering person, and it does not show that he has much power and brains.

This made Wang Xin not doubt that he did it on purpose.

Wang Xin held his forehead, sighed softly, and said helplessly:

"Brother, you..."

"It's been a day now. The guy who knows you are from the Assassination Pavilion must have told the Wang family's butler."

"well."

"Okay, brother, before you do anything else in the future, you have to tell your sister first, do you hear me?"

"Well...I know sister, I really didn't think too much, just..."

"I know, I know, don't blame yourself, ugh~"

Listening to Lang Zimiu's aggrieved voice, Wang Xin suddenly imagined his handsome face in his mind, and his heart softened immediately.

"It's okay, brother, don't be afraid. Although our Assassination Pavilion is a secret force, we cannot put it on the table."

"But we more or less have some cards."

"Don't worry. The old men of the Wang family must be in a meeting now. The discussion must be as intense as possible. I guess they have discussed all kinds of ideas and speculations."

"I would never have imagined that this matter was decided by you alone, silly brother."

"In that case, let's make a plan, brother."

"Just pretend that you are sent by the Assassination Pavilion, but there is no need to mention it deliberately. I believe the Wang family will not mention it. At most, I will give you some verbal hints."

"That's enough for now, silly brother."

"I'm going to send someone to forge your identity now. It's probably not too late. Our Assassination Pavilion is the best at this."

"Okay, thank you sister."

"Uh-huh."

After hanging up the contact, Wang Xin looked a little helpless, but also a little unexpectedly happy.

Although Lang Zimiu's behavior directly exposed his identity, it was also a self-defeating operation.

On the other side, Lang Zimiu was sitting on a chair with a joking expression on his face.

How could he have exposed his identity because he was really brainless?

He did it on purpose.

Let the Wang family know his identity as the silver medal assassin of the Assassination Pavilion, and at the same time let Wang Xin know that he has now infiltrated the Wang family.

There are so many different things in it that I can’t explain for a while, and the water is very deep.

But Lang Zimiu has some feeling, and what he does must be right.

At the same time, as Wang Xin expected, in the Wang family's meeting hall.

The whole big table was full of people, all of them looking at each other seriously.

Among them, Wang Qinghan, the eldest daughter of the Wang family, was also there. With a look of surprise and a hint of complexity on her face, she listened to the discussion of the elders of the clan.

She was just called here because she was hosting the literati competition this time.

"Quiet."

At this moment, a deep and serious voice fell, and everyone immediately closed their mouths and sat up straighter.

The one who made the sound was the current head of the Wang family, who was sitting on the main seat.

He is a middle-aged man with sharp edges and corners, and there is a sharp and majestic air in his eyebrows that cannot be offended.

He also narrowed his eyes slightly, turned to look at Wang Qinghan, who looked a little surprised and complicated, and asked quietly:

"Qinghan, what do you think?"