Don't pretend, everyone knows you're the villain!

Lu Tiannan looked back at Xi Mingzhu sleeping soundly on the bed and thought that at a time like this, he should hold her while sleeping.

Everything can be discussed later.

Lu Tiannan went straight to the point and asked Jiang Yuzhou, "It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you've ever encountered a situation where you enter a dungeon from the fourth floor and come out from the fifth floor?"

You can't ask someone these kinds of questions unless they've experienced them firsthand. It's just that Lu Tiannan and Xi Mingzhu encountered something like this when they entered the instance.

Each level has a different level of difficulty. Forcing people to go to higher levels is tantamount to pushing them toward their deaths.

Jiang Yuzhou's expression was solemn. Once this situation occurs, there will be too many uncertainties, and you won't even be able to determine which level of dungeon you are experiencing.

"Forcing a level 4 dungeon to level 5 is something I've probably never encountered before, not just with me. You're definitely the first one to experience this."

Lu Tiannan hadn't held out much hope to begin with. This must be a deliberate manipulation by the game; this balance shouldn't be broken. A certain number of levels is a certain number of levels; this is the essence of the game establishing dungeon entrances at different levels.

"Yeah, after all, all the players we encountered in the dungeon were past level four, while only my brother and I were on level five. It was quite interesting to be treated like a dungeon boss..."

Lu Tiannan's interesting point is that it is based on the premise that Xi Mingzhu will not encounter any danger. If it were the case like with Countess Campbell, Lu Tiannan would be ready to kill at any time.

"Uncle, go back. You must be exhausted after coming out of the dungeon," Jiang Muyu said, feigning fatigue.

In her heart, she was telling Jiang Yuzhou, "Uncle, go back and have a good talk with me."

"I'm just waiting for your words."

Lu Tiannan was eager to see Xi Mingzhu off so he could go back to sleep, and he was extremely unhappy about leaving Xi Mingzhu to sleep alone.

As soon as Jiang Yuzhou and Jiang Muyu left, Lu Tiannan climbed into bed, took off his pajamas, and pressed himself against Xi Mingzhu.

My brother is so warm...

Xi Mingzhu was touched at a temperature lower than his body temperature and moved unconsciously, but he was too tired to wake up.

She let Lu Tiannan hold her as she fell asleep.

Jiang Muyu, who had been silent the whole way, pinned Jiang Yuzhou against the wall as soon as the door to the lounge opened.

"Uncle, why can't you learn how to love someone? Even people like me and Lu Tiannan can learn it, so why can't you, who is so smart, learn it?"

The question, seemingly posed gently and softly, actually made Jiang Yuzhou's back ache.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuzhou pondered seriously. He had never particularly pursued anyone or anything, and even his sexual partners were purely for physical needs. Others might have shown him affection, but he had never truly cared about anyone.

Jiang Muyu occupied a corner of his heart.

He loved Jiang Muyu, a love that was only permitted as a nephew and as a family member.

Jiang Muyu could stray from the right path in other forms of love, but he couldn't. He had to guide the child he had raised back to the right path.

Although Jiang Yuzhou couldn't understand why things had turned out this way, he hadn't gone to see anyone else for a long time. He even rarely drank alcohol at night, and only smoked a little when he couldn't bear it anymore.

While Jiang Muyu was trying his best to play the role of a good nephew, he was also trying to be a good uncle, but Jiang Muyu still looked very sad.

Is it because they feel wronged that they cannot receive the love they crave in a reasonable relationship? But there is no solution to this feeling of being wronged; they can only keep it bottled up inside.

“From childhood to adulthood, I have always taken good care of you. Xiao Yu, you will find a suitable marriage partner. After you leave the instance, you will find that there are so many people in this world waiting for you. At that time, you will find that I am nothing special.”

Jiang Yuzhou's words stung Jiang Muyu.

He sneered and viciously pinched Jiang Yuzhou's chin, his eyes half-closed.

"Uncle, what I hate most is that you don't accept my love and force me to give it to someone else. Do I look that cheap?"

“How could someone I’ve set my sights on be anything less than this? Are you questioning my judgment? Yes, I’ve been blind for too long, only looking at my uncle. I used to look at photos all day, now I look at people, but their hearts aren’t with me. I’m forcing things, and my uncle must be troubled too. So what should I do? How about my uncle kills me with his own hands, and I give him his freedom?”

A look of madness crept onto Jiang Muyu's face.

Suddenly, he grabbed Jiang Yuzhou's wrist and pulled it to his left ribcage.

The pounding of his heart made Jiang Yuzhou's palms go numb.

"My uncle's short blade would have been just the right size to pierce my heart."

"Whether to end my life or continue to tolerate me is up to my uncle. I've put the opportunity in front of him, what should he choose?"

The gentle tone concealed a ruthless cruelty.

Jiang Yuzhou didn't feel like he was putting up with Jiang Muyu; it was just that he was being watched a little more closely. Subconsciously, he didn't think it was anything difficult, as he had gotten through it the same way when he lived with Jiang Muyu before.

The sudden change may have seemed difficult and frustrating, but he didn't find it bothersome.

Jiang Yuzhou knew deep down that the step Jiang Muyu wanted to take was one he could never take and respond to.

Everything that happens around this event will eventually evolve into—unwilling anger, powerless disappointment, and the knot in one's heart that cannot be obtained.

"Can't we just get along like before? Xiaoyu, I'm not putting up with or accommodating you, I just want to be a good uncle."

“I know you want me to be a good nephew. But now you can hear what I’m thinking, and I can’t. I just saw Lu Tiannan and Xi Mingzhu, and Uncle knows what I’m thinking, right? I’m wondering when we can be that close... We’re not related by blood, so what is it that binds us together? I really don’t understand.”

"We are uncle and nephew."

Jiang Yuzhou's words only earned him a disdainful sneer from Jiang Muyu.

After a moment of scoffing, he stared intently at Jiang Yuzhou, his eyes full of seriousness.

"If I didn't have the surname Jiang, and had no relation to you, would you love me?"

Before Jiang Yuzhou could answer, he heard Jiang Muyu's almost pitiful plea—"Just lie to me, please..."

Actually, it couldn't be a lie. Jiang Yuzhou knew that without the support of their uncle-nephew relationship, their love would only evolve into a legitimate and appropriate relationship.

Jiang Muyu's appearance has always been to his liking. How could he not like the child he raised? It's just that he can't lay a hand on the child he raised.

His moral bottom line wouldn't allow him to do such a thing.

"meeting."

Jiang Muyu smiled with relief upon hearing this.

"It's good that you're willing to lie to me after hearing my true feelings. My mission will be over once my uncle leaves this game. Until then, let's get along like before. I will try my best to be a good nephew."

After saying that, Jiang Muyu turned around and went to take a shower.

Jiang Yuzhou exhaled a sigh of frustration and went to the corridor to smoke half a cigarette.