See If I Don't Drown You

Mu Yunxi shouted furiously!

"No. What if you stab me with a needle once I let you go?" The silver-masked man curled his lips wickedly, his cool, demonic, seductive voice unexpectedly overbearing.

"I won't stab you. Let go of me!"

Suppressing the fury in her chest that made her want to tear this man into ten thousand pieces, Mu Yunxi spoke softly.

"Really?"

The man raised an eyebrow, his lips lifting into a faint curve.

"Really!" Mu Yunxi nodded earnestly, though inwardly she had already cursed this perverted scumbag a full hundred times!

"I don't believe you!"

Those words nearly made Mu Yunxi's chest heave with rage. Her face darkened. "Then what exactly will it take for you to let me go?"

If she had been able to break free, given the deep enmity between her and this perverted scumbag, once her temper flared, she would never have been satisfied without beating him soundly.

"Give me a kiss, and I'll let you go!"

"You hooligan! Damned pervert! Rotten scumbag!"

Mu Yunxi roared, her fury soaring to the heavens.

The man's black eyes, as fathomless as a freezing pool, instantly darkened. They were as cold as the icy water atop a ten-thousand-year-old snowy mountain, chilling her to the marrow. Mu Yunxi could not help feeling a little afraid, but she merely clenched her teeth and glared fiercely at him.

The unyielding stubbornness and toughness radiating from her made a faint gleam flash through his eyes.

Suddenly, the suffocating chill dispersed. The man's slender fingers tipped up Mu Yunxi's chin, and his thin, crimson lips released a seductive murmur!

"Then let me kiss you!"

As his seductive voice faded, his sexy, thin crimson lips brazenly pressed against Mu Yunxi's, as lingering and direct as before.

"Mmm, so sweet!"

The sweet taste drew a soft murmur from him. He held Mu Yunxi tighter, wanting only more of that loveliness, so much so that he let down his guard.

The sinister, icy gleam in Mu Yunxi's eyes deepened, gathering swiftly like a violent storm.

With a splash, water erupted in the middle of the hot spring. In the next instant, Mu Yunxi had viciously hurled the silver-masked man over her shoulder and slammed him into the warm spring water.

"You damned perverted scumbag! That's for peeping at me while I bathed! That's for taking liberties with me! See if I don't drown you! Hmph!"

Mu Yunxi was beside herself with fury. Her black eyes blazing, she glared fiercely at the drenched man she had thrown into the hot spring, snorted coldly, and left with her clothes draped around her.

"Heh, heh-"

Watching the furious, red-faced woman storm off, the man showed not the slightest anger. Instead, a clear, bright smile appeared on his face, as breathtaking as a blooming snow lotus, carrying a trace of warmth like ice and snow beginning to melt.

The sight of that thoroughly contented smile after such mistreatment left Mo Li and Mo Yan, hidden in the shadows, utterly stunned.

Damn, had someone switched their master out?

"It's over, it's over! Master's gone mad!"

Being thrown into a hot spring-such a monstrous humiliation was a first in their master's life! In the past, anyone who dared treat him this way would have long since had their head cut off and kicked around like a ball.

But what was going on now? He had been bullied so miserably, yet he was smiling with happiness and enjoyment. If that wasn't stupidity, what was it?

"Mo Li, is Master going insane?"

"Mm, probably not far off!" This time, Mo Li obligingly nodded beside him.

"Come out!"

Hearing the voices from the shadows, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, their chill as deep as a freezing pool.

"Master!" In the next instant, Mo Yan and Mo Li appeared beside the hot spring.

"What did you see?"

The silver-masked man swept his demonic, cold gaze over Mo Yan and Mo Li. It was sharp as a blade's gleam, as though he could take their lives at any moment.

"Master, we saw nothing!" Mo Yan and Mo Li answered fearfully in unison.

"Is that so?"

The man's voice carried unmistakable danger and malice, inspiring terror like the voice of an asura.

"We... we saw a little?" Both men trembled.

"Where?"

"Her... her shoulders!" Mo Yan said.

"Her feet!" Mo Li said.

At their words, the man released an icy, murderous aura like an asura from hell, sending it straight at their eyes.

Mo Yan and Mo Li inwardly cried out in alarm. Their expressions changed drastically, and they dropped to their knees with a thud.

"Forgive us, Master-"

"What was your offense?" The sinister, murderous aura stopped before them as he spoke coldly.

"We shouldn't have looked where we shouldn't!"

How could they have known that accidentally glimpsing Ninth Miss Mu's shoulders and feet would enrage their master so? His possessiveness truly made them tremble with fear. They had no idea whether Ninth Miss Mu could bear it!

"Go receive your punishment. There will be no next time!"

"Yes, Master!" Mo Yan and Mo Li answered fearfully, then darted away.

The man lowered his head to glance at his drenched silver robe, then stretched his body and burst out of the hot spring. His robe dried in that same instant.

He remained as noble and extraordinary as ever, his powerful bearing like the bright moon looking down upon all living beings.

He glanced toward the doorway through which Mu Yunxi had left. His wicked lips lifted into a faint curve, his smile lazy, glimmers of light hidden within his deep, cold black eyes!

"Little thing!"

He murmured so softly it was almost inaudible, yet his voice held pleasure and indulgent affection that even he had not noticed!

After leaving the hot spring, Mu Yunxi hurried back to her courtyard, her little face taut with utter fury.

Even cursing that damned perverted scumbag several hundred times along the way did nothing to wear away the anger and hatred in her heart.

No, I have to get stronger. Otherwise, won't that damned pervert just keep bullying me?

Strong. I have to get stronger. She had had enough of this helplessness, of lacking even the strength to truss a chicken.

Even knowing that man was powerful and dangerous, she, Mu Yunxi, would still never bow in submission!

After tidying herself up, Mu Yunxi simply went to bed.

Two hours later, Mu Yunxi's teeth-gritting roar rang out inside the room.

"You damned pervert! What exactly do you want?"

On the large bed inside the room, Mu Yunxi raised a foot, about to kick viciously at the despicable man who had crawled under her covers.

"Jun Ling!"

Slender, jade-like fingers caught Mu Yunxi's cute, delicate pink foot. His expression was cool and noble; seen in the moonlight, he possessed an indescribably ascetic, immortal air.

"I don't care what Ling you are! Hurry up and get the hell out!"

Mu Yunxi felt that this damned pervert was going to torment her into madness.

Crawling under my covers in the middle of the night-what exactly does this man want? Does he want to force himself on me again?

Remembering that initial unpleasantness, and even more so the anger and hatred rising from the depths of her heart, Mu Yunxi looked at Jun Ling with even greater loathing.