The Villain I Loved Has Broken Free and Transmigrated Out of the Story - Chapter 13
Yin Ya was truly furious this time.
Everything had been going smoothly earlier. She’d bought mint for the Big Villain, and after washing up, she’d planned to write some ideas in bed—assuming Cang Lanyan hadn’t been watching her the whole time.
Who knew the Big Villain would suddenly decide to pull a disappearing act, then brazenly confess afterward that she’d been testing some theory? She’d actually been hiding right beside Yin Ya the whole time, watching her panic and search the streets frantically!
In her fury, Yin Ya’s mind conveniently ignored the unspoken meaning in Cang Lanyan’s words. All she could think was that this thick-skulled fish, relying on their special relationship, had left her hanging for an entire night.
Just then, the Big Villain’s voice echoed in her ear, continuing its dismissive, heartless monologue: “Let’s just say it’s plausible.”
Yin Ya was so angry she almost laughed. “Huh?” she gasped, but before she could speak, her vision went dark. When it returned, she was still surrounded by darkness. A familiar minty, sea-salty toothpaste scent suddenly enveloped her.
“But I don’t remember ever meeting you,” a pair of amber eyes lit up inches from her face, radiating a chilling aura.
Under that piercing gaze, Yin Ya felt as if her very soul was being scrutinized. She froze, the scathing retort that had been about to leave her lips choking back down her throat.
“Tell me, who exactly are you?” Cang Lanyan demanded.
Stung by the Big Villain’s blatant provocation, Yin Ya gasped, finally regaining some composure. She instinctively tried to back away, but her back collided with a hard, unyielding surface, eliciting a hiss of pain. She gripped her phone tighter.
The phone’s lock screen button was pressed, and the dim light illuminated a small area.
It seemed… the Big Villain had teleported her straight home!
Realizing the Big Villain had noticed something was wrong, Yin Ya’s newly ignited anger instantly fizzled out.
She pressed herself against the wall, meeting Cang Lanyan’s gaze. She opened her mouth, but her breathing was so erratic—perhaps from the emotional roller coaster and the shock—that she couldn’t speak for a moment.
In truth, when it came to spotting lies and seeing through disguises, she knew she couldn’t match the cunning of this seasoned Big Villain. It was said that a character’s intelligence was tied to the author’s; the Big Villain she could write was merely the tip of the iceberg.
Now, facing the Big Villain’s interrogation, she was utterly dumbfounded.
“You won’t speak?” Cang Lanyan sneered. “What happened to that fiery spirit you displayed earlier?”
Yin Ya wished the Big Villain would lose her memory on the spot. She pinched herself hard, then hesitated. She wanted to tell the truth but feared the Big Villain wouldn’t believe her. In a sudden, impulsive move, she stammered, “Don’t you… don’t you have a way to make me tell the truth?”
The moment the words left her lips, she regretted it—wasn’t that practically a provocation?
“You’re highly cautious and deeply guarded,” Cang Lanyan said with a cold smile. “You won’t reveal anything except your name.”
Yin Ya: “……”
Well, you weren’t even asking the right questions back then!
If you’d just asked, “What do you do?” you wouldn’t have gotten nothing but a name!
And where did these ridiculous conclusions come from?!
Yin Ya bit her lower lip. Realizing the Big Villain, with her strange filters, wouldn’t believe her for a while, she decided to embrace her reputation. Steadying her voice, she asked calmly, “When did you figure it out?”
She wanted to die knowing the truth. It had only been a day and a night since she arrived, and she’d thought she’d been acting perfectly. How had Cang Lanyan already become suspicious? What had she missed?
“Last night,” Cang Lanyan answered, shocking her. “After you fell asleep, I visited the other Human Clan dwellings. Your reaction was completely different from theirs.”
Yin Ya’s eyes widened. Just as she worried about whether the Big Villain might have been caught on camera, she remembered last night’s widespread power outage. Neither the hallway nor the indoor cameras would have been operational.
“…So that’s why you asked me this morning, ‘Do all humans treat gods like this?'” Yin Ya said weakly.
She had been put to sleep by a Word Magic spell last night and had no idea what Cang Lanyan had done while she was asleep. It was impossible to guard against.
Now that she thought about it, Cang Lanyan was definitely not the type to sit quietly somewhere and wait for results. She would definitely try to sneak out and investigate.
“Correct.”
Just as Cang Lanyan finished speaking, Yin Ya felt a cold finger press against her chin. “Later, I tested you repeatedly. Your actions were riddled with inconsistencies.”
“You feared me, yet you taught me all the rules of this world. You were angry with me, yet you pretended to be friendly. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice anything?”
Yin Ya thought, She’s right. In fact, throughout the day, she’d had the nagging suspicion that the Big Villain had discovered something. But without evidence, she couldn’t confront her directly and could only keep her suspicions to herself, waiting for an opportunity to confirm them.
Before Yin Ya could respond, she felt Cang Lanyan’s fingers move to her neck, pinching gently without applying real pressure—a silent threat: Tell one more lie, and I’ll snap your neck.
“You’re a walking mystery,” Cang Lanyan said, her voice low and dangerous. “You claim to be human, yet you lack spiritual power. You’re timid around everyone except me, and you even dare to scheme against me, finding every opportunity to humiliate me…”
Yin Ya: ???
Wait, what’s with this nonsense?
“Whether you believe it or not, I really am just an ordinary human, and I’m genuinely afraid of you,” she tried to clarify.
“If you truly feared me, you wouldn’t be speaking to me now.” Cang Lanyan didn’t believe her, tightening her grip on Yin Ya’s neck slightly, though still not enough to actually threaten her life.
Throughout their conversation, the lights remained off, leaving them in complete darkness. Yin Ya couldn’t see Cang Lanyan’s expression, but she could tell from her eyes and tone that the other woman was furious—seemingly more angry at Yin Ya’s deception than anything else.
Yin Ya even sensed Cang Lanyan’s lingering resentment, though she couldn’t pinpoint its source.
But she also sensed a hint of satisfaction in Cang Lanyan’s emotions, perhaps stemming from exposing her lies and now eagerly waiting to see her crumble and admit defeat.
“So what do you want to ask me now?” Yin Ya asked helplessly. “I’ve already told you the truth about my background—I’m just an ordinary person. Even if you ask about last night’s spell again…”
“Before last night, had you ever seen me before?”
A hypnotic voice cut her off, smooth as ocean waves, trying to burrow into her ears, invade her mind, and force her to spill the truth.
“Yes,” Yin Ya was forced to answer, then added with unwavering conviction, “I see you every day.”