"Will you strip yourselves, or shall I do it for you?"
Huo Qiu looked at Qian Xin and Shao Yue in the corner with a wicked grin.
The two clung to each other like frightened little rabbits, despairing and helpless. It drove Huo Qiu's desire to ravage and destroy them to its limit.
Especially the determination and resistance in their eyes, that proud refusal to yield even unto death—it made him unable to stop.
Yan Chen had returned to Huo Qiu's side by then. As he rubbed his hands together at Qian Xin and the other girl, drool kept trickling from the corner of his mouth, his face filled with a lecherous, besotted expression.
"If you dare lay a finger on them, we won't let you off even if we become ghosts!"
From the corner on the other side came the furious roars of Shao Yang and Man Zhongli. Their eyes were red with rage, veins bulging across their faces.
Listening to their endless shouting, Huo Qiu shot Yan Chen an irritated glare, seemingly asking why he had not sealed their Mute Acupoints as well.
Yan Chen hurriedly explained, "Leave a little noise to spice things up for Brother Qiu. Once these two bitches start screaming happily, won't it be wonderful to hear this sort of cursing alongside it?"
Hearing that, the irritation on Huo Qiu's face instantly turned into an amused smile.
He reached out and grabbed Qian Xin's outer garment.
Almost at the same time, a concealed killing intent rose from Shao Yue.
Huo Qiu's face darkened. He backhanded her across the face. "Behave yourself, or I'll kill your two companions first!"
Shao Yue's killing intent was instantly extinguished. Two helpless trails of tears slid down her reddened, swollen cheek.
"Let my little sister go," Qian Xin said,