Dressed as the vicious female supporting character in a fairy novel, I worked conscientiously through the entire plot. Xie Wuyan, the leader of the Immortal Sect and the male protagonist who was infatuated with him, betrayed all his relatives and left his family. His hands were stained with blood. In the end, he pierced his heart with a sword, abolished all his cultivation, and was thrown into a pile of mortals to fend for himself. Mission accomplished, I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, I can live my own little life! I found a small town with beautiful scenery and opened a tavern. Occasionally, I listened to monks traveling from north to south bragging about which monster the glorious Xie Xianjun had killed and which people he had saved. Whenever this happens, I will smile and add a jug of good wine to them. After all, that's my KPI. The days should have been so pleasant, until that day, it started pouring rain outside the tavern, and a soaked figure broke in. The man's white clothes were stained with dust and mud, his long hair was messy, and his eyes were red. He was none other than the aloof Xie Xianjun. He stared at me, his voice hoarse and hoarse: "... A Luan." I was stunned for three seconds, and then picked up the rolling pin at hand. "This guest, did you recognize the wrong person?" "Our shop operates on a small scale. We do not accept credit, we do not chat with you, and we do not take in fallen immortals." "Especially the one named Xie." I later learned that after my death, Xie Wuyan discovered that the "righteousness of the world" he guarded was just a lie. The sect he cherished and the morality he believed in all used him as a knife to eradicate dissidents. And I, the "evil female supporting character", am the only one who treats him sincerely. So he went crazy, betrayed his master, slaughtered all his enemies, and went against heaven, just to find me. But so what? When he kneels in the rain,
