Fate, You Still Like Playing Tricks

(Extra-long version!)

To prevent accidents, Yadelik, Xilolin, and Alad had been imprisoned separately. Now that Gels's corpse had been thrown onto the rafters by Li Wufang and Yadelik had fainted on the territory she had marked out with her own urine, only Xilolin and Alad were still conscious.

However, the relationship between these two siblings born of the same mother was far from harmonious. At that moment, Xilolin, who was tied to the floor, was clearly singing something loudly, while Alad, locked in the room next door, was desperately doing push-ups under the influence of the siren's song.

No one knew why he liked exercising so much, but he really had kept at it. Even after his consciousness had grown hazy, his body continued moving on instinct.

Cheng Shi was deeply shocked when he saw this scene before even pushing the door open, but he couldn't find fault with Xilolin. The big sister of the shantytown had an excellent sense of restraint. She controlled her volume perfectly, allowing not a trace of her singing to leak out and affect the players, while still making her little brother sink into the empty depths of desire, unable to live or die.

It had to be said that Filth and Decay was quite skilled at tormenting people.

Cheng Shi grinned. With a casual slash from beside the window, he knocked the struggling Alad inside the room to the ground. Then he walked straight into Xilolin's room and shook his head with a laugh at the sight of the exhausted siren, who was breathing somewhat heavily.

When she saw that the King of Hell had arrived, Xilolin shuddered all over. She obediently knelt on the floor, waiting for her fate.

"Have you vented enough?"

"No. I never will..." When she mentioned her little brother,