Chapter 2: 第一章 耻辱

The scent of death approached from afar, carrying the aura of an Asura.

In the next second, the temperature at the center of the C4 explosive detonation reached thousands of degrees, and the shockwave exceeded three times the speed of sound. Within 0.1 seconds, Feng Feixuan's body was torn into several pieces, before being turned directly into charcoal by the high heat.

The pain was so fleeting, yet her consciousness was not entirely lost; it felt as though she were falling from a sea of fire into a void.

Darkness, boundless darkness, a darkness that seemed almost tangible. She reached out, only to find that even her hands were nothingness.

In this world where neither reality nor falsehood mattered, Feng Feixuan should have been unaware of her own existence.

But an innate fear of confinement and darkness birthed her most instinctive desire in this moment.

Light. She needed light.

As if the gods and Buddhas of the heavens had heard her plea, as if Zeus had summoned the lightning of the universe, light filled the boundless darkness and the infinite void in an instant.

As if through a cycle of reincarnation, she woke up. The stimulating light made it impossible to see her surroundings, and her wandering gaze was unable to focus.

A piercing, heart-wrenching pain caused Feng Feixuan's pupils to instantly shrink into pinpricks. As a highly trained female soldier, she immediately identified the source of the pain: a foreign object was invading her body with aggressive force. The sudden thrust caused a soul-tearing agony to spread through her entire body.

She frowned and abruptly opened her eyes, her gaze sharp and terrifying.

A horrific copper-masked man, like a demon from hell, was pressing down upon her snow-white body, ruthless and cold. Beneath that shimmering copper mask was a pair of bloodthirsty eyes, staring indifferently at the awakened Feng Feixuan. There was not a trace of lust in them; he was like a predator in the forest performing its most primal movement.

Feng Feixuan was incensed. Her legs, which had been brutally pried apart, instinctively recoiled. Using all her strength, she delivered a fierce, decisive kick toward the copper-masked man's lower abdomen.

The cold-blooded, arrogant copper-masked man clearly had not expected this woman to strike the moment she opened her eyes after fainting. The momentary surprise caused him to lose his balance, and he sat back onto the bed in a disheveled manner, distancing himself from Feng Feixuan in the most humiliating way.

A sudden surge of killing intent, like the yin energy of the underworld, enveloped Feng Feixuan's entire body.

Having never experienced intimacy, Feng Feixuan had no time for shyness; she simply ignored his chilling aura. Her hands easily tore the thin quilt from the corner of the bed, wrapping her delicate, budding, pearlescent body tightly to ensure no gaps remained.

"You want to die." Following a ruthless, metallic voice, a cold, hard hand clamped around Feng Feixuan's neck.

Feng Feixuan's breath hitched, and a chill ran down her spine. As a soldier who had faced life and death many times, the cold hand on her neck felt like a death warrant; the strength behind it could snap or crush her neck at any moment.

"Who are you?" Despite being on the brink of death, her years of combat experience had forged a sense of calm and composure. Even when facing a shell that could tear her body apart, her only response would be a faint "fuck."

Even if she died, she had to know whose hands she was dying in.

"Hmph, you are not qualified to know." A sense of dominance from a superior descended upon Feng Feixuan, pressing down so heavily she felt powerless to struggle.

*Rip...*

With a piercing tearing sound, before Feng Feixuan could even see his movements, the thin quilt covering her was shredded. Her fragile, pearlescent body was exposed completely to the light.

In the next moment, this sinister demon lunged onto her again, pinning her hands with one hand to imprison her firmly. The searing pain made Feng Feixuan's fury boil over. This unprecedented humiliation nearly caused her to lose her sanity.

Her slender body struggled with all its might. Relying on her remaining willpower, she arched her body upward and, taking advantage of his momentary lapse in defense, bit deeply into his neck through his black clothing with her sharp teeth.

"Bitch!" The copper-masked man raised a hand and ruthlessly threw Feng Feixuan aside. Her delicate body was like a drifting leaf, hitting the wall with a heavy *thud* before falling to the ground.

Feng Feixuan felt her internal organs shudder as if they had been displaced; a violent pain spread through her entire body. A metallic taste of blood rose from her mouth, so thick it made her want to vomit.

Tired. She was so incredibly tired. This weak body seemed to have reached its limit. But her powerful willpower told her she could not surrender like this.

Leaning against the wall, Feng Feixuan stood up unsteadily. While gasping for breath, her beautiful eyes narrowed, staring murderously at the copper-masked man opposite her. Her stubborn and venomous gaze was in stark contrast to her currently soft, warm complexion.

The copper-masked man's pupils suddenly constricted, and a trace of lust began to spread within his sinister eyes, as if he had only now truly discovered this woman's beauty.

He walked toward her step by step, his cold, large palm gripping her waist with interest, ruthlessly pulling her into his embrace.

"Pah..." A surge of blood rose in her throat, and Feng Feixuan spat directly onto his mask, decisively slapping his hand away.

"If you don't want to die, then serve me well. Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to ensure not even your bones remain," the copper-masked man threatened in a voice like an Asura.

Feng Feixuan raised her brows and sneered, "Hmph, no bones remain? Pah! If you have the guts, kill me right now. Otherwise, I, Feng Feixuan, swear that one day, I will make you, you demon, wish you were dead and regret today's actions forever."

The copper-masked man's eyes turned blood-red, and the pressure radiating from him was murderous and venomous, capable of crushing everything around him at any moment. He gripped Feng Feixuan with one hand, took two steps, and threw her onto the bed. With lightning speed, he covered her, pinning her beneath him.

He took from her ruthlessly, as if there were no end. Finally, Feng Feixuan no longer had the strength to struggle. Her consciousness began to blur, and her entire body felt as if it were breaking apart from the soreness. It felt as though a century had passed before the weight and heat on her body finally vanished. However, by then, she was beyond concern and had fainted away.

She would never forget today's humiliation, even unto death!

The copper-masked man glanced coldly at the girl on the bed, then rose leisurely to straighten his slightly wrinkled black clothes. He took a black pill from his sleeve and crudely pried open Feng Feixuan's mouth to feed it to her.

No one could challenge his limits. Just because he couldn't kill her now didn't mean he would let this woman live an easy life.

He turned around ruthlessly, opened the door, and walked out.

"Master." An undercover guard, who had appeared at some unknown time, bowed respectfully. Clad in the same uniform of black robes with their heads covered, they appeared like ghosts.

Outside the courtyard, the bright sunlight made him squint his still-cold eyes uncomfortably. Looking through the scenery of the courtyard toward the distant, mist-shrouded mountain jungles where beasts roamed and miasma was thick, no one would have imagined that he had built a villa here in the terrifying Duanhu Mountains specifically to imprison one person.