The apartments the Players had chosen themselves seemed different from the original reception room. Though the surrounding walls and door locks looked sturdy, they did nothing to stop that terrifying aura from invading. Still frozen before the mirror above the sink, Xiao Xiaodie felt the returning stench of blood fill her mouth and nose.
The bloody odor in the apartment was different from the metallic sweetness of fresh human blood. What entered her nose was nothing but a rank, rotten stench, mingled with a terrifying viciousness that could turn a once-peaceful mind restless and violent.
So when that terrifying aura, a fusion of bloodlust and viciousness, pressed in from every direction, one of the barriers protecting Xiao Xiaodie's sanity seemed to shatter completely. Murderous intent and even self-destructive impulses had already surfaced within her.
The faint Red Moon power inside Xiao Xiaodie could never withstand such terrifying pressure. Her entire body rigid, she could only slump her full weight against the sink. As she endured the agony of that pressure, she had no control over the violent thoughts flooding her mind.
What had she done wrong? What had she done wrong for Yue Zhengqing to treat her as a trophy and a slave?
No, she hadn't done anything wrong. Why should she let Yue Zhengqing treat her like this? Why did that bastard sound as though he was accusing her of deserving it? Why was he so unapologetic, as though she had brought all of this on herself?
Just as Yue Zhengqing had said, he thought nothing of a healer ranked somewhere in the two thousands. Even being with her meant nothing more than keeping a trophy in his hands to toy with for a while. Once he tired of playing with her and showing her off to those people