Ding Hongguang was frantic and quickly hugged her tightly. "Keyun, keep your voice down. Don't get worked up, don't get worked up. Just listen to me first."
Jiang Keyun had been thinking only of her teammates coming to rescue her. When Ding Hongguang suddenly appeared before her, she thought the heavens had heard her day-and-night prayers and sent a divine being down to earth.
She had even felt that she had treated this man too poorly before. She thought she would treat him better in the future, and had even considered accepting his advances and getting together with him. But reality told her that everything—everything—had merely been a dream.
"Get lost! Don't touch me. You disgust me. You actually joined up with these things that are neither human nor ghost. Are you even a man?"
On one hand, Ding Hongguang was afraid that the high-level Mutated Humans would hear her, and afraid that The King, with his vast powers, would hear her as well. On the other hand, the pent-up frustration and anxiety of these past days had nowhere to go, and the anger in his heart began to boil.
He viciously slapped her. "Shut up, you stinking whore! How am I not a man? If it weren't for me, do you think you'd still be safe and sound right now? They would have taken turns with you long ago, understand?"
"Do you think I wanted to be their lackey? Do you think I wanted to collude with them? Didn't I do this because I had no choice?"
"If I hadn't joined their team back then, they never would have let me live until now. I would have become food for those low-level Mutated Humans long ago."
Jiang Keyun's lips bled from the blow, but that pain was nothing compared