Mu Ning's expression turned grim instantly.
From her perspective, that single word carried terrifying implications.
Because villains did not exist naturally in ordinary worlds.
A normal world had all kinds of people.
Some were kind. Some were twisted. Some were monsters hiding beneath human skin.
Some were lunatics obsessed with experiments, power, or destruction.
But none of them could truly be labeled villains.
Not in the absolute sense.
Every person had their own story, their own choices, and their own ending.
The title of villain only appeared when a world itself started turning into a narrative-driven existence.
A novel world.
A world where destiny itself became scripted.
And once that happened… everything inside it would slowly begin revolving around predetermined protagonists, predetermined disasters, and predetermined destruction.
Mu Ning's fingers subconsciously tightened around Liam's hand.
Immediately, Liam lowered his gaze toward her.
