Great Masked Man Begins a New Round of Torment

"What did you just... say?" The patient in the inner room seemed not to have processed it and asked suspiciously.

"I love you." Lu Ce's mind was no longer muddled, and he repeated it naturally.

Huh? o_o ...

That single confession hard-stunned the other man for more than thirty seconds. His mouth hung open as if something were lodged in his throat, leaving him unable to speak.

His previous perverse grin and twisted expression had completely vanished, leaving only utter confusion on his face.

"You... aren't... this..."

: Damn, I never expected this opening.

: Opening with an ultimate move—its stun effect is incredible. Looks like Long Wu was right: the masked big shot just switched targets for his torment.

: Kolk, come learn something! Didn't you say Kolk's skill was Mental Interference? Come see what truly top-tier Mental Interference looks like.

: Earlier, this patient seemed to retain some rationality. Well, not anymore.

Even the people watching Lu Ce's game stream had forgotten the game's dangers, finding the whole thing entertaining instead.

But the patient in the game did not find it entertaining. He looked at Lu Ce with an expression like he had eaten shit and finally could not help asking:

"Wh... why?"

Lu Ce calmly closed the door and replied, "Kid, you need to know that true love needs no reason."

The patient had forgotten every line he had prepared and unconsciously muttered:

"Love really needs no reason?..."

"No, why the fuck am I even thinking about this with you?!"

He raised his head in terror, glaring at Lu Ce as he cursed, "Is there something wrong with your brain? Are you insane?"

"Friend, strictly speaking, you're the insane one," Lu Ce replied seriously.

The other man: ...

"That actually seems to make sense..."

No!

The patient violently shook his head and slapped his face, wondering why he kept following this guy's train of thought.

He had thought his new toy had arrived, but now he felt an inexplicable wariness. This guy seemed different from everyone who had come here before.

"Who are you?"

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking someone else?" Lu Ce responded with impeccable manners.

"Who I am... I'm not entirely sure anymore..." The other man's eyes were somewhat muddled. "But you can call me Wang Ao."

"Mhm, hello, Mr. Zhang. I'm Batman. I am Batman!" Lu Ce deliberately lowered his voice, as though he had phlegm stuck in his throat, imitating DC's standard pronunciation.

"What the hell?!" The other man's voice rose an octave. "What the fuck is all this nonsense?"

Wang Ao pounded his head hard, even wondering whether he had missed two doses of medication and worsened his condition.

Why did his mind feel so unclear today, like he was seeing things?

"Alright, let's get straight to the point," Lu Ce said.

"Oh, okay." Wang Ao answered instinctively, before that sinister expression returned to his face.

"So, where's the food?" Lu Ce asked.

"Huh?" Wang Ao looked up blankly. The bit of emotion he had worked up was completely shattered.

"Where's the food?" Lu Ce spread his hands as though questioning him.

"The food? For some reason, they didn't give us any food today." Wang Ao answered innocently, then suddenly realized something was wrong. "No, wait! Aren't you supposed to bring me food?"

"Why?" Lu Ce asked as if it were perfectly natural.

As the saying went, when you were full of confidence, the other person often lost theirs. Wang Ao was left dumbfounded by the question, as though he were genuinely considering why.

Yeah, why...

"Didn't you call me here?" Lu Ce continued to press him.

"When did I call you here..."

After entering the room, Lu Ce had said only a few simple sentences, yet Wang Ao felt as though days had passed. By now, his entire mind was a complete mess.

No! I can't think about this!

In an instant, Wang Ao's eyes flew wide open. Already mentally unstable, he now looked as though he were about to go berserk.

He clenched his teeth, a savage aura erupting from his body. He stomped both feet hard against the floor and rose directly to his feet.

His bloodstained gums were exposed, the muscles on his face pulled into stringy strips, and the muscles all over his body twisted. Judging by his condition, he was doing far better than Long Wu had earlier.

There were also far fewer chains on him. Only one thick chain shackled his left leg, while the rest of his body could move much more freely.

He stretched out his black nails, pointed at Lu Ce, and said:

"Kid, stop rambling in front of me. I'm warning you..."

But in the next moment, Lu Ce appeared before him as if he had teleported. Their faces were inches apart, close enough to feel each other's breath.

Wang Ao froze. This was the first time he had seen someone dare to approach him so closely on their own initiative!

Wasn't he afraid of dying?!

His pupils constricted, and violence surged within him as he prepared to strike.

But in the next instant, a powerful hand pressed down on his shoulder.

"Mr. Liu, why are you in such a hurry? Sit down and let's talk."

Then, an immense and utterly irresistible force transmitted from the other man's body, as though a mountain were crushing down on him.

Wang Ao, who had been completely unprepared, instantly felt his legs go weak and fell to his knees!

"Hmm? Why are you kneeling? No need to be so polite." o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

As he spoke, Lu Ce sat cross-legged in front of him as well.

Wang Ao's lips trembled as he stared blankly at Lu Ce opposite him, unable to say a word for a long time.

Was he even human?

Was that strength something a human should possess?

The blood-red in his eyes gradually faded, and his previous intention to attack vanished in an instant.

: Very good, exactly as expected. His eyes cleared up instantly, hahahaha! Exactly the same as Long Wu earlier.

: Long Wu: Better you than me, brother. Go experience it yourself.

: In terms of pure combat ability, isn't this a little too bugged?

: Let's welcome our great Great Masked Man as he begins a new round of torment.

"What's wrong, Brother Li? Why are you still kneeling?" Lu Ce sat before him, the two of them within arm's reach.

Even if you can't remember my name, can you at least stick to one surname? How many different surnames have I had already?

Wang Ao's mind was so chaotic that he had lost the ability to think. Talking did not work, and it looked like force would not work either.

Then he could only follow the procedure. He had to quickly seize control of the pace!

How tragic. Faced with Lu Ce's absurd mental state, Wang Ao, the actual lunatic, had begun thinking up strategies!

"I know what you came here for. You have questions for me, right?"

After saying that, Wang Ao feared Lu Ce would steer the conversation somewhere unknown again, so without waiting for an answer, he hurriedly continued:

"Did you come to ask me who the most seriously ill person in this asylum is?"