Shi Fu'an had intended to use the Bewitching Eye to first cloud Ye Qingcheng's mind, robbing her of her intelligence and turning her into a puppet he could toy with at will.
Then he would take her back to his bedroom and force the raw rice into cooked rice-making the deed irreversible.
If once was not enough to conquer Ye Qingcheng completely and make her submit to him, he would simply do it a few more times!
Shi Fu'an's Bewitching Art could continually increase his standing and influence in the heart of its target.
There was a long future ahead, and Shi Fu'an was in no hurry.
As the saying went, the easier something was to obtain, the less it was cherished.
The more Ye Qingcheng refused him, the stronger his desire to conquer her became.
But Shi Fu'an had never expected Chen Mu to suddenly step forward.
His eyes turned a brilliant, sunlike gold, dazzling beyond measure!
Shi Fu'an could clearly feel his own eyes burning, as though he were staring straight at the sun!
Yet he could not avert his gaze. An invisible force compelled him to lock eyes with Chen Mu.
Bang! Bang!
Then, unable to withstand the pressure, Shi Fu'an's eyes burst one after the other. Blood poured out, coating his entire face.
Only then did that invisible controlling force completely dissipate.
"Ah! My eyes! My eyes!" Shi Fu'an covered his face with both hands and howled.
The sight left the bandits standing guard outside the doors utterly dumbfounded.
Previously, Shi Fu'an had been the one who refused to let them enter the hall.
Now?
Even if Shi Fu'an begged them to come inside, they would rather die than agree.
If they turned and fled, they still had a sliver of hope.
If they truly crossed