Unclean Ecstasy (16)
You really know how to have fun!
Fu Qian wasn't particularly surprised by what Honma's words revealed.
People always developed strange hobbies once they'd had their fill.
What concerned Fu Qian was how suspiciously convenient the timing was.
He didn't think the man in the silver mask had been made up.
But Old Master Qiao was clearly hiding the existence of his new wife, as well as her role in this affair.
Good. This trip hadn't been a waste after all.
"Thank you for cooperating."
Fu Qian approached with a beaming smile and patted Honma on the shoulder.
Yet at that simple gesture, Honma couldn't help shuddering. He was nothing like the man he'd been moments ago.
It seemed that after failing to push himself past his limits, his mind had collapsed in the opposite direction.
"At the very last moment, didn't you feel torn?"
Fu Qian looked at him as he asked.
"You wanted to get up out of fear, but were so immersed in the ultimate pleasure that you couldn't stop? And your body started acting up intermittently, becoming difficult to control?"
"How did you know?"
At first, Honma's eyes had darted away. But at that, they widened.
That's because I've seen something like it before.
Fu Qian shook his head inwardly.
From the way this guy had looked just now, it was obvious that at the last moment, like that pair, Betty and her partner, his living desire had become separated from his mind.
When his physical self couldn't withstand the pressure and wanted to give up, his living desire kept accumulating wildly, beyond his control.
"Ecstasy that grows unchecked might be more than your little body can handle."
Fu Qian naturally didn't voice these conclusions. He merely gave Honma a meaningful look and