Villain – Peeking at the Diary, the Female Leads’ Personas Collapse

Sure enough, five minutes later, Ye Aotian staggered back a few steps. He was panting, feeling as though his opponent was tireless. Truly, there’s always someone stronger, a mountain beyond the mountain.
At that moment, red heat began to radiate from Ye Aotian’s body—a special effect of the Emperor Heart Technique.
Chen Fan watched silently. As expected of the protagonist—
Chen Fan had seen Tao Xiaoyao fight, and her moves were simple, straightforward. But the protagonist? He came with special effects. Their styles were practically from two different worlds.
The moment the special effects appeared, Qian Wuyue laughed wildly and said, “Hahaha, interesting, interesting! Is this the Emperor Heart Technique? Someone might think we’re filming a movie.”
This time, Qian Wuyue threw a punch that landed squarely on Ye Aotian’s body, but Ye Aotian didn’t retreat. He returned a punch, and Qian Wuyue staggered back several steps.
“Is this … forcibly boosting his strength?”
“Is this the true power of the Emperor Heart Technique?”
“As expected, Ye Aotian has mastered it.”
The head of the Ye family watched this scene with a helpless sigh. Back then, that man was the same—red heat radiating from his body, defeating countless enemies with an overwhelmingly arrogant demeanor.
Every time he was pushed to the brink, the red heat would appear. As long as the red heat showed up, it meant hope had arrived.
Back then, that man was ridiculously strong. No matter how dire the situation, the moment the red heat appeared, it signaled his comeback.
Chen Fan watched quietly, knowing the outcome was already decided. He yawned and gave Ye Zimei a gesture.
The meaning was clear:
Ye Zimei didn’t quite understand, but she looked at the scene.
Qian Wuyue hadn’t lost his edge and kept throwing punches. Even as Ye Aotian continued to boost his strength, he couldn’t keep up. He spat blood and collapsed to the ground.
Qian Wuyue sneered, “So this is the so-called absolute gap in strength. Really interesting. I don’t get why so many people fear the Emperor Heart Technique.”
Ye Aotian lay on the ground, mocked by Qian Wuyue. In his eyes, a brief flash of memories appeared. Countless faces of those who had ridiculed him surfaced in his mind. Slowly, he stood up and said, “I swore that in this life, I’d never let anyone look down on me again.”
At this moment, Cao Zijin was the most anxious.
Unfortunately, Qian Wuyue didn’t.
In an instant, Ye Aotian charged forward, landing a punch on Qian Wuyue’s face. The immense force sent Qian Wuyue flying. But at that moment, Ye Aotian also passed out, collapsing to the ground.
The person flew quite far, and it didn’t look good.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan was standing at a distance. In his haste to leave, he hadn’t paid attention to what was behind him.
When Qian Wuyue came flying, Chen Fan was startled. A normal person weighing over 200 pounds crashing into him at that speed? He’d probably be done for.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Chen Fan, slamming Qian Wuyue into the ground with a single punch.
Zhu Yeqing said softly, “Young Master, are you alright?”
Chen Fan was already lying down.
At that moment, countless people were mocking him.
Chen Fan stood up silently.
“Damn it, you useless thing! What are you good for? Don’t you know you’re supposed to protect me? Where the hell were you just now?”
Chen Fan was fully committed to his performance.
Zhu Yeqing wasn’t angry, but the mocking looks from the crowd around her made her furious. She was pissed, really pissed. She was holding it in, but she still felt awful inside.
“What are you laughing at? Looking for death?”
Zhu Yeqing quickly strode into the arena and kicked Ye Aotian, who was still on the ground, sending him flying with surprising force.
She glared sternly at the few young people who had been mocking.
“All of you, come at me together. I’m challenging you.”
Chen Fan’s face darkened.
…
Zhu Yeqing was genuinely furious. She never could’ve imagined the plot would unfold like this. To be honest, she could tolerate a bit of bullying toward her young master. After all, he was the villain. But for so many people to mock Chen Fan?
Cao Zijin watched happily, silently giving Zhu Yeqing a thumbs-up. Just moments ago, Zhu Yeqing had felt that the ten great families didn’t need to exist anymore and could just be wiped out.
Chen Fan’s face darkened as he watched silently. At this point, he couldn’t stop her, because Zhu Yeqing’s actions perfectly fit his character—arrogant and looking down on everyone.
But that was before! Now, he was playing it safe, fully aware of how powerful the ten great families were. He couldn’t afford to act recklessly, alright?
But what should he say now? “Hey, stop fighting, you’re actually awesome, I could’ve crushed these guys myself”?
Sure, the overall impact wouldn’t be huge, but doing this still wasn’t ideal.
“Try to calm her down.”
Chen Fan whispered something in Cao Zijin’s ear. Cao Zijin said, “Honey, what did you say? I can’t hear you.”
Chen Fan said, “Don’t make me slap you. I said, pull Zhu Yeqing back.”
“Why? I’m pissed off too, you know.”
At that moment, someone stepped forward.
Brother Di looked at Zhu Yeqing proudly and said, “Since our last encounter, I felt you were holding back. This time, I hope we can have a fair fight.”
Zhu Yeqing dashed to Brother Di’s side in an instant, lifting him off the ground with one hand. Her eyes were filled with killing intent.
“You look down on my young master?”
At that moment, the Di family’s steward was dumbfounded. This woman was seriously about to kill someone. The steward rushed forward to protect Brother Di, but Zhu Yeqing sent him flying with a single kick.
This …
If it were someone from the younger generation, it might be understandable, but … this was an elder! And even an elder couldn’t handle her?
Brother Di’s eyes were dazed; he felt like he was losing his ability to breathe.
“Anyone else?”
Chen Fan coughed and said, “Let him go.”
Zhu Yeqing released her grip.
Brother Di collapsed to the ground, his eyes vacant. He never imagined there’d come a day when the gap between him and someone else would be so vast.
“Young Master … I’m sorry.”
Chen Fan rushed over, apologizing, “Brother Di, are you okay? Sorry, sorry … I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“You … don’t come near me.”
Chen Fan froze.

“Everyone, my apologies. I didn’t discipline her well. I won’t disturb your meal any longer—I’ll take my leave.”
With that, he grabbed Zhu Yeqing and walked out of the hall.
Amid countless terrified gazes, they left.
“That … woman, what’s her strength? Why can’t I figure it out?”
“No idea. Some say third rank, but she’s definitely not third rank. She’s probably second rank, right?”
“Nonsense. The steward is second rank, but didn’t she take him down with one punch?”