The Villain Who Stole Hearts-Chapter 100: Caden Voss, Caught in the Trap

"No way... What nonsense are you spouting?!"

The atmosphere girl’s face was full of sorrow.

Caden Voss radiated fury, his entire body trembling with rage. "Still trying to lie to me?!"

Damn it!

He’d been set up—

And in such a despicable way. How could it not be poison?

The source of the weakness rapidly draining his strength had clearly come from below...

The atmosphere girl collapsed onto the floor, tears brimming in her eyes as she snapped in a delicate yet biting tone,

"Caden Voss, I thought you were a good man! I really believed you wanted to treat me well from the bottom of your heart. But I never expected... you’d slander me like this?!"

"Yes, I lied to you! Yes, I wasn’t a virgin! But the poison—that was cured a long time ago! It’s gone, it’s been gone!"

"Why are you accusing me like this out of nowhere?! Just because we had sex, does that mean I must be a virgin for it to count as love? On the bed, you weren’t saying this—you said you’d treat me well for the rest of my life, that you’d take care of me forever!"

"Fuck you! All you disgusting men—everything you say in bed is a damn lie!"

"I really thought... maybe you were that one in a thousand, the honest man."

"But no. You’re just like the other nine hundred and ninety-nine. No different at all!"

"I’m done. I might not be able to fight you, but I can damn well run!"

Cursing and grumbling, the woman scrambled to her feet and bolted out of the room.

She had no idea how she’d been found out.

Something felt off. Hadn’t the poison in her system been cured? She’d spent a fortune—money she’d earned from being slept with, no less—to treat it.

So why had it suddenly been detected again?

Could it be... a relapse?

"Better get checked tomorrow," she muttered to herself, shaking off the thought as she sprinted off, legs moving like the wind.

Hidden in a dark corner, Veil observed the scene, a trace of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Yes—

The poison Caden Voss had been exposed to was indeed special. Colorless, odorless, and nearly undetectable... yet powerful enough to cripple even martial experts by dulling their senses and weakening their bodies.

It wasn’t particularly harmful to ordinary people like the atmosphere girl. Still, her total lack of fatigue seemed... suspicious.

Maybe all her hard work while still carrying the illness had built up a level of resistance?

Just as Veil was mulling over the possibilities, an angry roar echoed nearby.

"You’re courting death!"

Caden Voss’s fists clenched like steel. He picked up a stone and hurled it at the fleeing woman’s back.

Thud!

A sickening sound followed as the stone smashed into her skull. She fell face-first to the ground, a gory hole torn into the back of her head—dead, instantly.

"You’ll die too."

Caden’s bloodshot eyes turned toward Blood Mandala, now his next target.

The dragon’s reverse scale had been touched—there was no forgiveness.

After being provoked again and again by Blood Mandala, Caden had reached his limit. He dashed toward her in a blur, murderous intent surging.

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!

Silver needles shot through the air like bullets, fast and deadly.

Blood Mandala barely managed to dodge, her movements flustered. As an assassin, she specialized in sudden strikes and quick kills—not prolonged combat. In a head-on confrontation, her power had noticeable shortcomings.

Even with Caden’s strength severely reduced by poison, a few of the needles still struck Blood Mandala, wounding her.

She staggered back, yanking the needles from her arm. Beneath her mask, her lips pressed into a grim line. Her eyes were filled with grave concern.

"Damn it. You won’t get away!"

Caden gave chase, rage driving him forward.

Had it not been for the poison, he could’ve hit the assassin’s vital points with those needles, ending the battle right there. Yet despite his weakened state, he didn’t hesitate. He couldn’t calm his fury—

Not until Blood Mandala was dead.

In an instant, the hunter had become the hunted. Caden, once the victim of an assassination, was now the vengeful pursuer.

Blood Mandala deliberately led him toward a secluded and empty area.

The fight resumed.

Dagger clashed with needle, sharp sounds of metal on metal ringing through the night.

As time passed, the poison continued to ravage Caden’s body, sapping his strength—but instead of retreating, he became even more bloodthirsty.

From cautious defense, he shifted to full-on recklessness.

Slash!

Blood sprayed as a dagger sliced into Caden’s arm, the wound deep enough to reveal bone.

Blood Mandala tried to retreat, but Caden’s palm struck her shoulder—bones cracked audibly under the blow.

"Huff..."

Only two sounds remained: the harsh, labored breaths of both fighters.

Both were badly wounded. Both were conserving energy, bracing for one final exchange.

Caden was bleeding from multiple cuts. Worse still, the dagger’s edge had been laced with poison, accelerating the depletion of his internal strength.

He took a deep breath and tried to steady himself. His breathing slowed, becoming steady and deliberate, like a turtle.

This was his master’s secret technique—Turtle Breathing Method, a unique internal skill that allowed him to conserve energy and unleash it in a burst.

Just as he prepared to strike...

Veil strolled in.

Wearing the face of Casper Voss, he approached with a leisurely air.

"Pathetic. You got this messed up fighting a woman? You’re embarrassing me. If I hadn’t shown up, you’d probably be dead by now."

Veil scoffed and pulled out a detox pill—nothing special, just a generic one you could find on the market—and shoved it into Caden’s mouth.

The moment he swallowed it, Caden could feel the poison from Blood Mandala’s blade starting to fade.

Clenching his jaw, he growled, "Do you have any more antidotes? There’s another poison in my system! Fuck! I’ve been set up! It’s that bastard Veil—he’s behind this! Even this assassin must be working for him! When this is over, I’ll make that bastard wish he were dead!"

Veil rolled his eyes. "You think antidotes grow on trees? You think I just carry them around like candy? But hey, I’ve got another technique I learned from overseas—it’s a bloodletting method. Let me try it on you."

Shlick!

Before Caden could react, Veil pulled out a dagger and stabbed him right in the chest.

"You—!"

Caden’s eyes bulged in shock. He looked down at the blood gushing from his chest, completely dumbfounded.

He couldn’t believe it.

His master had just stabbed him?!

"Fuck, wrong spot. That’s too much blood... let me seal it up real quick."

Without waiting for permission, Veil stabbed the dagger back into the same wound.

"There. Now the bleeding should stop. Or at least, you won’t die too fast. I’m protecting your life force. You should really be thanking me."

"I’m a genius, after all. I probably should’ve gone a bit gentler, but... this works too."

Veil nodded with satisfaction as he looked at Caden Voss—whose face was now the very picture of existential crisis and disbelief.

"You... why are you trying to kill me?!"

Caden Voss stumbled backward, his fingers—index and middle—pressed tightly against the bleeding wound. His face was shifting between shades of pale, purple, and a creeping black.

His bloodshot eyes were locked onto Veil with intense hatred. Even in his final moments, he never once doubted Veil’s identity.

It wasn’t stupidity—no, far from it.

The man standing before him looked exactly like his master, Casper Voss. The same build, the same voice, the same mannerisms... even the smallest quirks in daily life hadn’t changed.

Casper Voss had lived most of his life in the mountains. Who else but him would know those private habits?

Veil let out a sigh and slowly shook his head.

"You foolish boy... If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too naive. A body of Pure Yang—do you know how rare that is? I’ve been searching for decades, and only now have I finally found you. After all these years of raising you, do you think I’d just let the opportunity slip? If I don’t kill you and refine your blood into medicine... how else am I supposed to extend my life?"

His face remained expressionless, but in his heart, Veil gave a silent thumbs-up to the Advanced Disguise Technique.

Brilliant!

Even now, with things falling apart, Caden still hadn’t suspected a thing?

Not a single flaw in the disguise!

After a brief pause, Veil made his decision.

Instead of revealing himself and taunting Caden with something like, "Surprise! I’m Veil. Weren’t you planning to kill me earlier? Well, how does that feel now?"—

—it would be far more satisfying to keep pretending to be Casper Voss and deliver one final, soul-crushing blow.

"Ding! Child of Fate Caden Voss’s Luck -1000. Congratulations to the host for gaining Villain Points +20,000!"

Caden’s body trembled violently as the dark hue spread rapidly across his skin.

The backlash of fate, combined with the loss of blood, was rapidly draining what little life he had left.

"I’ll die. That’s fine. You can take my blood, refine your pills, do whatever you want—

But promise me one thing... Kill someone for me.

A young man named Veil."

Caden’s face contorted with fury, twisted with pain and hatred.

"I may be dying... but I’ll never let him live in peace. I want his family ruined, his life shattered—I want him to suffer torment for all eternity... to live every breath in agony and despair!" fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓