Upon witnessing their boss's gruesome death, the remaining underlings no longer harbored any ill intentions. They all knelt down and pleaded for mercy to the man in the suit.
"Please spare us, sir! We were just his underlings, following orders to find that woman. We beg you to show leniency."
"Yes, yes, sir. You are magnanimous; please forgive us."
"Yes, yes."
The surrounding underlings, desperate to save their lives, all knelt down in unison, mimicking each other's pleas. After all, their strongest boss had been defeated by the man in the suit in a single move. Who would dare to rebel now?
"I value loyalty greatly, but I see none in you. The moment your boss died, some of you knelt down to beg for mercy. What kind of turncoats are you? I despise such people the most."
The man in the suit flicked the blood off his claw knife, not even bothering to glance at the others.
Hearing this, the underlings who had just been kneeling quickly stood up, putting on a show of loyalty and righteousness.
"Sir, we were indeed very loyal to our boss. No matter how he scolded or beat us, we never fought back because we always remembered his kindness. Once a boss, always a boss! In my heart, he was like an older brother to me!"
"Oh? So you were all very loyal to your boss, huh?"
"Yes."
The group nodded in agreement.
"Well, since you were so loyal, you can join him in death."
"Wha..."
The nearest underling didn't even finish his sentence before collapsing in pain, his throat slit open. He soon fell silent.
"No!!!"
"Help!!!"
"Ahhh!!!"
Screams and cries echoed through the alley, but they quickly subsided, leaving only the heavy stench of blood in the air. The man in the suit stood in the center of the scene, savoring the smell with a look of satisfaction.
"You're still as sadistic as ever."
An old voice emerged from the alley where the man in the suit had passed by earlier.
"Did you find that woman?"
"She got away, probably rescued by someone."
"Rescued? Does she have acquaintances?"
"I don't know."
"Forget it. Clean up this mess quickly. The Palace Master is waiting for us, and he's probably furious again."
...
"Huff... huff..."
Ye Feng threw the tightly bound Xie Yuyan onto the sofa, then hurriedly fetched the medical kit from the room and began treating her.
Luckily, there was no one on the way, or it would have been troublesome. You better not die, Xie Yuyan. My mission depends on you.
Ye Feng took out scissors and cut open Xie Yuyan's clothes, then applied medicine and alcohol. Seeing her frown in pain but still alive, Ye Feng finally relaxed.
Good, my efforts weren't in vain.
As expected, after Ye Feng finished treating Xie Yuyan's wounds, the system notification sounded. However, Ye Feng didn't have time to check the system. After taking a deep breath, he prepared to bandage Xie Yuyan's wounds.
It was only then, with the help of the light, that Ye Feng got a clear look at Xie Yuyan's full appearance.
Xie Yuyan had a striking head of bright red hair, naturally curly and just reaching her shoulders. However, these features weren't the most striking. The most captivating aspect was her devilish figure, like a beautifully crafted work of art, with proportions that were simply perfect. Comparing her to Li Mucheng would be like comparing a valley to a mountain peak.
Even Ye Feng couldn't help but click his tongue in astonishment.
“Huh, I didn't notice how beautiful this woman is earlier. With a figure and face like that, I'm sure many have been enchanted by her. What a dangerous woman.”
I wonder what that stupid system was thinking, sending me to kidnap such a dangerous person. Even a powerful woman like her got injured; what if I get caught in the crossfire?
I need to find a way to protect myself. I can't let myself get killed before my time is up.
Ye Feng patted the dagger at his waist, reassured to find it still there, and let out a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to take a shower, he suddenly noticed Xie Yuyan's eyelashes twitching slightly. With a shrug, he said, "Stop pretending to sleep. I'm not your enemy."
After being exposed by Ye Feng, Xie Yuyan, whose drug effect had worn off, opened her beautiful eyes, a pair of deep blue irises fixed on him.
"Who are you?"
"Is this how you treat your savior?"
"Savior?"
Xie Yuyan twisted her body and realized she had been tightly bound to the bed. After struggling a bit and finding the knots too tight to break, she calmed down.
"I've never seen a savior treat their rescued like this."
"Nor have I seen a rescued person try to bite their savior."
"You... who are you?"
Seeing Ye Feng's quick wit, Xie Yuyan decided not to argue further. While questioning Ye Feng, she began to survey her surroundings.
"I've already said, I'm just a concerned citizen. Don't think too poorly of me. If I were your enemy, do you think you'd be in such good condition to talk to me?"
"You... what do you want? Saving me doesn't benefit you at all!"
Clearly, Xie Yuyan was like a cornered puppy, ready to bite anyone who came close. For her, the only safe place was the wall behind her.
"I do things on a whim. Maybe it was fate that led me to save you."
"Alright, if you agree to a few conditions, I'll untie you. How about it?"
"Conditions?"
Xie Yuyan cursed Ye Feng inwardly. Of course, this man had ulterior motives. After all these years as an assassin, she had seen plenty of people with designs on her, whether they were disguised targets or perverted men in her organization.
But Xie Yuyan had always managed to evade these dangers with her exceptional skills and cautious nature. However, she had finally fallen into the hands of her own people, realizing she was nothing more than a tool, a ruthless killing machine.
"Hey, well? Do you agree or not?"
Under Ye Feng's prodding, Xie Yuyan glared at him angrily. In her eyes, Ye Feng was just another lecherous man trying to take advantage of her.
But as long as she could escape that place she hated her whole life, she would do anything, no matter the cost.
Seeing Ye Feng still wearing the rabbit mask and not revealing his face, Xie Yuyan immediately mocked, "Conditions? You don't even have the guts to show your face and you dare to make demands?"
"You like to argue, don't you? How about I take you back to where you came from and see if your mouth is still so tough then?"
"......"
After Ye Feng's remark, the competitive Xie Yuyan didn't retort again. She snorted and turned her head away.
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pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
