Lineage Severing Scheme

Half a minute passed.

The pain he had imagined never came.

Instead, a tremendous force seized the back of his neck. Crimson Red lifted him again and took him away from that place.

Zhou Xiaoming had not died.

Crimson Red had not killed him.

But even so, Zhou Xiaoming had no intention of submitting. He chose to keep fighting.

He no longer wanted to play the game of pretending to be lovers.

He only wanted his freedom back.

He refused to eat or drink.

At night, Crimson Red pressed herself on top of him. Her hand pressed against a certain part of his lower body for a long time, yet there was not the slightest sign of hardness.

Even with a beauty in his arms, he had no interest at all.

He kept repeating the same words: "Crimson Red, let me go, or kill me!"

"It's been over a month. You've tortured me enough. I don't want to play anymore. Please let me go!"

"Crimson Red, I'm a person, an independent person, not your toy. Don't think you can control me forever. I don't want to stay here. I want to go home!"

Zhou Xiaoming said many things, but they all meant the same thing: he demanded that Crimson Red release him immediately.

But how could that be possible?

Crimson Red had only just experienced the joys of life. How could she accept having it end so soon?

What angered her even more was that when Zhou Xiaoming slept with her, the pleasure on his face had not been any less than hers. And now? The brat was acting as though he had suffered some terrible loss.

It made her furious.

Still, anger was one thing. What if the brat truly lost all hope, or kept trying to escape her