Reincarnated as a second generation villain

Zhou Yuan walked into the building. He saw that there were 4 men in formal attire with burly builds standing in front of the building, but he ignored them.

Being inside, he saw a receptionist and approached her.

"Do you have an appointment with anyone, sir?" The receptionist asked politely.

"I just want the access card to the 30th floor." Zhou Yuan said lightly.

Hearing this, the receptionist's expression became slightly serious.

"Are you sure about this?" The receptionist asked to make sure.

"Of course." Zhou Yuan nodded.

"All right, here we go." The receptionist said as she handed Zhou Yuan a black card.

Zhou Yuan smiled slightly and took the card.

He immediately entered the lift and went to the 30th floor.

There was something strange when he entered the elevator, it was a sign prohibiting entry to the 30th floor.

But he knows why. It was nothing more than to protect the secrecy of the assassin guild.

................

Arriving at the 30th floor, this place was no different from a normal office. The only difference is that all of these rooms are closed.

Then, he walked to find the assassin guild room.

He suddenly saw a normal room door. But he sensed that there was a presence aura within the room.

He had already looked at the 6 rooms on the 30th floor, every one of them was unoccupied.

And the 7th room that he saw must be the assassin guild.

............

Zhou Yuan opened the door of the room, and was greeted by darkness. But he kept walking forward.

"Welcome." Suddenly a voice sounded.

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan stopped and simply crossed his arms.

Footsteps were heard, and a male figure was seen walking toward him.

And the man's figure was exposed, it was an old man wearing formal attire.

He smiled, "I've been waiting for you, Zhou Yuan."

Zhou Yuan frowned when he heard this.

"Did you know I would come here? Did old Han tell you?" Zhou Yuan asked suspiciously.

"I think that's a little uncomfortable to talk about it. How about talking about something else? Like what you came here for?" The old man smiled.

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes. He had some doubts about this old man, but he didn't feel any threat from him.

​ "Well, I need you to do something for me." Zhou Yuan said.

"Oh, let's hear what it is." The old man stroked his beard and was somewhat interested in Zhou Yuan's words.

.......

Hearing Zhou Yuan's words, the old man nodded, Zhou Yuan's request was quite easy. This is a standard task for members of the assassins guild.

"If that's all you ask, we'll do our best. And as for the payment, you don't have to think about it." The old man said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan felt even more strange about the old man. The old man knew his name and waited for him here.

And now, he didn't have to pay to hire those assassins?

But he suddenly remembered something.

"Is it because of my grandfather?" Zhou Yuan suddenly asked.

Hearing this, the old man was slightly surprised. But in the blink of an eye, his expression turned calm again.

"It seems you have already met some of our elites." The old man said.

"Well, they said something about my grandfather. A grandmaster and an assassin... What does the assassin guild have to do with my grandfather?" Zhou Yuan asked curiously.

Hearing this, the old man sighed.

But he turned around, "Follow me." He said.

Zhou Yuan followed the old man from behind.

The two of them entered a room that seemed to be the old man's room.

The old man took something from the cupboard and handed it to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan also took it. Those are two photos.

He looked at the photos and his expression was surprised.

It was a photo of a burly old man stepping on the head of a white-robed man.

Then, he saw another photo. The old man sat on a throne with a grin on his face, and there was a pool of blood on the steps leading to the throne.

Seeing these photos, Zhou Yuan was completely speechless. It was his grandfather, Zhou Tiandi.

"Do you know where it is? It's the main headquarters of the assassin guild." The old man smiled.

"Then, my grandfather..."

"That's right. Your grandfather killed the previous grandmaster assassin and claimed himself as the new grandmaster." The old man said earnestly.

"What? He actually did that?" Zhou Yuan was surprised when he heard this.

"Yeah, but because of his arrogance, many assassin guild members were against it. But they fell silent when they saw Zhou Tiandi's strength. And ever since he disappeared, the assassin guild has been in decline. And it has been more than 10 years, the assassin guild has had a new grandmaster who brings glory like the old days."

"And one thing you should know. The current grandmaster assassin is the son of the previous grandmaster, and he has a firm intention of taking revenge on Zhou Tiandi."

"But I know one more thing, they never attacked your family because of one person. I don't know who it is, maybe it is your grandfather's relative." The old man explained earnestly.

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan nodded. The old man explained it in detail and he understood.

And he seems to know who it is. Perhaps it was the mysterious man he had met when he had finished killing Xiao Yan.

Zhou Yuan felt strange. Everything was turned upside down, he felt like a protagonist rather than a villain.

According to the original plot, the Zhou family's background was not exposed so much. And he died before knowing it all.

And now, the secret was uncovered one by one.

..........

"Then, old man, who are you? And why are you telling me this?" Zhou Yuan suddenly asked.

The old man smiled, "My name is Qin Zilei."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan raised one of his eyebrows.

"Wait a minute, you are a member of the imperial family?" Zhou Yuan asked in surprise.

"Indeed. But let's put that aside. The reason why I'm telling you is that I'm not your enemy. Your grandfather saved me once. I can't tell that story." Qin Zilei said.

"I see." Zhou Yuan nodded.

..........

After chatting for a while, Zhou Yuan left this place and headed somewhere.

He was looking forward to the work of the assassins.