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Under the Eldest Miss's gaze, the two hesitantly accepted the knife.

Tao Yuan, who was watching from the sidelines, tried to activate his Chainsaw and discovered that he could use the Weird Object, which reassured him somewhat.

The Eldest Miss seemed genuinely exhausted; she didn't urge them to start and instead closed her eyes to rest.

Sheng Qingqiao gripped the knife, her peripheral vision sweeping across the small room.

His teammates watched them with concern. Mi Chuchu had already gripped the armored Weird Object, ready to rush forward and rescue them in case of any trouble.

Qin Rang, An Ying, and Tao Yuan remained calm, while Wang Ding's eyes revealed worry and reluctance. Luo Jiayu and Tang Pin also frowned, looking very concerned.

The Second Young Master gagged several times and dared not look, seemingly out of fear and tension, his body trembling.

Young Master...

He met the Young Master's gaze, his grey eyes even carrying a hint of amusement, showing no fear or apprehension, but rather a touch of interest.

It's like watching something fun.

Sheng Qingqiao looked around, a strange thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Why am I here, standing with these humans?

He has absolutely no need to be afraid here.

Sheng Qingqiao looked at his hands, then at the Eldest Miss, sensing a kindred spirit within Eldest Miss.

An eerie atmosphere.

He and she were kindred spirits; he should be the one helping her, simply by standing by her side.

--No, he was clearly helping his teammates, how could he be associated with the supernatural?

Sheng Qingqiao suddenly shook her head, trying to shake off those messy thoughts.

But if he hesitates to act, won't it cause trouble for his teammates?

What if a teammate dies because of Rules violation? They don't have any extra Dream Points left to revive.

Anyway, these are just fake characters in Instance; they're dead anyway.

Even if... even if the way he killed wasn't exactly benevolent, it was to save someone, so it's okay, right?

Sheng Qingqiao stepped forward, about to raise her knife, but was pulled back by the Bai Ao beside her.

"What are you doing?" The Bai Ao looked at him in surprise. "You really want to..."

Sheng Qingqiao could recover from her chaotic thoughts, she heard the Eldest Miss's sinister voice behind her.

"Bai Ao, I think you've gotten too bold."

The two froze, feeling the oppressive force of the "Rules" in that instant.

The moment they were targeted, their bodies felt as if their strength was being tightly bound by a giant hand. The oppressive force was like a mountain, frantically squeezing every inch of their muscles, and their bones creaked and groaned.

The Bai Ao clenched its fists tightly in pain, taking deep breaths to adjust its physical condition, and frantically searching for a solution.

Sheng Qingqiao's intuition was sending a frantic warning.

In the context of this era, as servants, their status itself was the greatest Rules when facing nobles.

They all knew that if they failed to satisfy their noble Master, they would be the next ones sitting there.

"I... I noticed this knife isn't sharp anymore, which might affect the results," the Bai Ao immediately flattered. "Besides, this person is so ugly; if the knife gets damaged while skinning him, he'll look even uglier, and it might offend your eyes."

"Yeah?"

Eldest Miss stood up, the Bai Ao felt an even greater sense of oppression surrounding it.

His spine was compressed and bent slightly, and the nerves in his mind were throbbing, clearly transmitting the pain from every part of his body to his brain.

The Bai Ao was slightly hunched over, looking a little out of breath.

The Eldest Miss glanced at the person in the chair, then at her two servants. "They really are unsightly. How could the Butler let such a person in? They're an eyesore."

"Fine, you two, just take her out and kill her, then bury her body in the Forest."

The Eldest Miss addressed the other two servants, who immediately dragged the person away without hesitation.

The Bai Ao immediately felt a lightness on its body, and the nausea and suffocation from the pressure disappeared in that instant.

A huge weight was lifted off my shoulders.

Hearing the Eldest Miss's words, everyone understood that the Castle did not yet have Garden at this time; it was surrounded by Forests.

Bai Ao and Sheng Qingqiao, having survived the ordeal, were drenched in a cold sweat.

"Since she's ugly, let's get someone good-looking." The Eldest Miss looked at the people in the cell, her gaze sweeping over the servants who avoided her eyes, finally pointing to An Ying, "You will do."

Everyone's hearts tightened, An Ying also paused, hesitating for a moment between obeying and resisting, before getting up and walking out of the cell.

After sitting on the blood-stained chair, all three of them simultaneously felt the binding force of the Rules.

An Ying couldn't help but think of the powerlessness he and his Older Sister felt when they were children, running errands for a Purger, and the powerlessness they felt when those in power looked down on those in power.

The oppressive force came from absolute strength and absolute power. The Eldest Miss, who treated them as servants, was the same person who had once possessed absolute power and strength Purgers.

An Ying wanted to mobilize the energy inside her body, but every attempt to communicate with it seemed to sink without a trace.

The energy was weak and seemed to be suppressed by something, completely unable to activate the Weird Object.

Even the [eye] at the back of his head, which was always greedy for food, rejected his energy, as if it had been labeled as "lazy" and was too lazy to even move to eat.

"Make your move." The Eldest Miss stood in the dim candlelight, her dark eyes coldly fixed on Bai Ao and Sheng Qingqiao.

With each word spoken, the pressure emanating from the two men intensified.

The Bai Ao felt a needle-like pain in its head, and a piercing tinnitus echoed in its ears, making its nerves boil.

He forcibly suppressed the urge to obey, his vision blurring in waves. In his hazy state, he saw a pair of gray eyes and suddenly calmed down.

What is he going to do?

Oh, right, he's going to kill someone.

Who to kill? Who is An Ying?

It seems that the person has been possessed by a strange entity called "[Eye]". He should gouge out his "[Eye]" and save him.

He suddenly raised his knife, Sheng Qingqiao beside him also looked up in a daze, reacting slowly as he watched the blade point at An Ying's head and stab her!

"What are you doing!"

Inside the cage, Luo Jiayu cried out in astonishment.

Fortunately, when the knife came at her, An Ying quickly tilted her head forward to avoid a fatal blow. However, the knife was still deeply embedded in her back, and blood kept gushing out, staining the Bai Ao's paws red.

After the Bai Ao swung its blade, it felt the restraints around its body suddenly lighten considerably, and following the thought in its mind, it stabbed again.

An Ying let out a muffled groan, her locked hand already quietly grasping a pale green healing Weird Object.

Sheng Qingqiao was beside him, woke up the moment his first knife fell.

He wanted to stop them, but he was in a bad way too. The power of the Rules was squeezing his whole body, making it creak and groan, and blood kept seeping from his seven orifices. He looked even more terrifying than An Ying, who had been stabbed twice.