Chapter 3: Conflict, Cruelty 3

However, He Lanjiu was not misled in the slightest.

Her injuries were severe; the meridians in her body were completely destroyed, and her dantian had been heavily damaged!

Even if she escaped death today, she might become a cripple in the future.

To think that after enduring countless hardships to escape Old Ghost Guo's clutches, she would end up breaking here?

At this moment, the youth asked in a calm voice, "Little sister, who are you?"

"Your great-aunt..." She curled her lips into a strange smile.

"Presumptuous! How dare you show such disrespect to the Master?" The burly man beside him shouted with a cold face, swinging his whip.

He Lanjiu let out a muffled groan of pain, her brows furrowing tightly.

The youth's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't seen it at all. After a moment of thought, he asked again, "Don't be stubborn. Be good, and tell brother, what is your name?"

Suddenly, He Lanjiu looked up, her eyes revealing a coldness that did not match her age. She smiled and said, "My surname is Ni, and my name is Yeye..."

Ni Yeye? Your grandfather!

"Some habit to break." The youth immediately gave a meaningful glance. Immediately after, the burly man's whip began to lash out against her body with a series of cracks.

After about fifteen minutes.

The hall fell silent.

The youth was quite patient; he continued to drink another cup alone and asked softly, "Alright, do you know where you went wrong? A wise man adapts to circumstances." That voice was gentle, very gentle, yet it made the listener's skin crawl.

He Lanjiu gave a strange smile and replied weakly, lacking strength, "Yes, I was wrong... wrong for arguing with a woman... Hehe, so small." That death-defying gaze even drifted toward the youth's crotch...

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of shattering!

It was caused by the youth on the couch; that beautiful white jade wine cup had instantly been crushed to pieces.

"Beat her!" A trace of gloom leaked from the youth's eyes.

The whip continued to lash against He Lanjiu's body. She grimaced in pain, her small face contorted, yet she refused to let out a sound. She understood that no matter what, she wouldn't survive today. However, even if she died, she didn't want to let her enemy feel comfortable. Since her strength was inferior to his, she could at least satisfy herself with words.

At this time, "Little wildcat, brother likes obedient people best." The youth's cold gaze slightly retracted as he rose slowly. Walking toward He Lanjiu with graceful, flower-like steps, he took a specially made torture whip respectfully handed to him by a nearby guard. He gently lifted her thin chin and seemingly asked in a soft voice, "Tell me, does brother... look handsome?"

He Lanjiu gave a silent, grinning smile and said, "Handsome."

"So good. If you had been this good earlier, you would have suffered less pain."

"But... I love lying the most. Hehe."

"..."

In an instant, due to He Lanjiu's mocking smile, the atmosphere became incredibly eerie.

Silence! It was as if even the slightest breath had vanished.

It had been a long time—a very long time—since anyone had dared to be so insolent in front of the youth.

With a smile playing on the corners of his mouth, the youth was looking askance at He Lanjiu when he raised the whip in his hand and struck down.

The torture whip he was using now was different from the one the burly man had used earlier; the whip was equipped with small barbs, thin and sharp, so as not to damage the internal organs. But even a light strike from this whip would cause unbearable pain and leave one drenched in blood.

He Lanjiu trembled all over from the intense pain, her lips as pale as a dead person's. As blood continued to flow, a surge of anger and hatred grew in the depths of her heart.

She didn't even know him, yet he was killing her so ruthlessly?

If she survived this catastrophe, she would definitely grind him to dust and scatter his ashes so his soul would dissipate.

Unfortunately, she knew the chance for revenge was slim...

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

He Lanjiu finally could not endure it any longer and fainted away.