207: Clean up Chu Ningshuang

Chu Chen screamed in heart-wrenching agony, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, mixing with blood and continuously streaming down his cheeks.

His body trembled violently uncontrollably, his hands tightly bound by ropes, yet he struggled desperately, as if that could alleviate the piercing pain on his face.

“Su Xuan, you beast! Even if I become a ghost, I won’t let you off!”

Chu Chen gnashed his teeth and cursed, his voice distorted by pain.

He hadn't even mentally prepared himself, and Su Xuan had already directly branded him with a hot iron.

What kind of situation was this?

“Hehehe, Young Master Chu, this is just the beginning; next, you’re in for a treat!”

Su Xuan gestured for the people behind him to come forward. For such professional tasks, it was best to let professionals handle it. If he did it himself, it would be too boring.

He might as well spend that time with his women.

After hearing this, two burly men approached with wicked smiles, while Su Xuan stepped back.

“Excuse us, Young Master Chu, we apologize for any offense. We hope you curse us with all your might later, otherwise, we won’t feel any sense of immersion!”

“Hehehe! This is the Young Master of the Chu Family, a millennia-old aristocratic family, and a Genius youth! This is our first time dealing with such high-grade goods!”

“This is all thanks to Young Master Su! If it weren't for Young Master Su, we probably wouldn't have enjoyed this in our lives…”

One of the two burly men grabbed Chu Chen’s shoulders, while the other firmly held down his legs.

Chu Chen struggled to twist his body but was held immobile, only able to watch as the barbed torture device slowly approached.

“Su Xuan, may you die a terrible death!”

Chu Chen roared hoarsely, but Su Xuan, the culprit, had already left.

The torture device slowly descended, sharp barbs piercing Chu Chen's flesh. Instantly, his body was covered in dense, small blood holes, and blood gushed out like a spring, staining the ground beneath him.

Chu Chen's screams echoed throughout the secret chamber. The despair and pain in his voice sent shivers down Su Xuan's spine, even though he had already left.

“These two guys, they started with such high difficulty. They wouldn’t have just played Chu Chen to death, would they?”

The two burly men from just now were the Haoyue Sect’s notorious Black White Shuangsha, a terrifying presence within the Haoyue Sect.

Many people would rather face Li Dahai than fall into the hands of these two.

These two were famously perverted; for anyone who fell into their hands, death was the lightest outcome.

“It is said that no one can endure more than three days in their hands. I’ll just wait for the news after three days!”

Su Xuan said, humming a tune as he returned to his own bedchamber.

Now, as the Sect Master, Li Dahai’s former bedchamber naturally belonged to him.

Outside the bedchamber, a portrait of Li Dahai was still hanging, and in the portrait, Li Dahai looked so spirited and vigorous.

“Brother, I’m taking very good care of your wife. You don’t need to worry so much down there!”

Su Xuan patted the portrait of Li Dahai, a wicked smile on his face.

“Su Xuan! You good-for-nothing! I thought you were so formidable? Is this all you’ve got?”

As soon as he stepped into the bedchamber, Su Xuan heard a woman’s voice cursing at him.

He looked closely, and wasn't it Chu Ning霜?

Speaking of which, after returning to the Haoyue Sect yesterday, he hadn’t bothered with Chu Ning霜. After ordering her to be thrown into his room, he went to deal with Xiao Chen.

Yesterday, Chu Ning霜 was brought here, her limbs bound, sitting trembling on a warm large bed, with Li Dahai’s portrait hanging above it.

Chu Ning霜 barely slept all night yesterday. Her eyes were fixed on the direction of the door. Chu Ning霜 thought, if Su Xuan dared to come in, she would find an opportunity to bite him to death.

However, Chu Ning霜 waited all night, until she was tired and fell asleep, and Su Xuan still did not appear.

“I almost forgot to deal with you!”

Seeing Chu Ning霜, who was pretending to be calm and still cursing in front of him, the smile in Su Xuan's eyes deepened.

“What are you laughing at? Are you impotent? You good-for-nothing…”

Chu Ning霜 sneered.

Facing such a beautiful woman like herself, Su Xuan hadn't made a move for an entire day, besides the public kiss yesterday, there were no other actions!

What did this mean? It meant Su Xuan was impotent! This was why Chu Ning霜 mocked Su Xuan.

After all, she wouldn’t believe that Su Xuan would play any tricks like feigning indifference to make her think he was actually a good person.

Firstly, Chu Ning霜 would never believe Su Xuan was a good person. He was colluding with demonic cultivators; how could he be a good person?

“I’m impotent? That’s the best joke I’ve ever heard!”

Su Xuan was so angry he laughed. This Chu Ning霜 really wouldn't shed a tear until she saw her coffin. Even in this state, she was still provoking him. She really thought he was impotent!

“Heh, if you were capable, you would have come yesterday. Why wait until now?”

Chu Ning霜 sneered.

However, Chu Ning霜 hadn't been happy for long. The next second, she was pushed onto the bed by Su Xuan.

“You… what do you want to do?”

Chu Ning霜 was a little scared. Was he going to force her?

“Take them off yourself. I don’t want to repeat myself!”

Su Xuan’s tone was icy, looking down at Chu Ning霜.

Chu Ning霜’s eyes widened, fear and anger intertwined within them. Her chest heaved violently as she sharply retorted, “How dare you! Su Xuan, if you dare to touch me, the Chu Family will surely grind your bones to dust!”

Su Xuan remained unmoved, his face frosty, and he said coldly, “Even now, you’re still being stubborn! I see you won’t shed a tear until you see your coffin.”

“Didn’t you say I was impotent? Now I’ll let you know whether I am or not! Hehehehe!”

With that, he reached out and pinched Chu Ning霜’s chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes.

Su Xuan’s eyes seemed to possess some kind of magic. Chu Ning霜 had only met his gaze for a short while before she felt her heart race and a blush rise to her face.

“You… you let go of me!”

Chu Ning霜’s voice trembled. At this moment, she was truly a little scared.

She twisted her body desperately, trying to break free from Su Xuan’s grasp, but her limbs were tightly bound by ropes, and all her struggles were in vain.

A cold smile played on Su Xuan’s lips. He slowly released her hand and drew a dagger from his waist.

The blade gleamed coldly in the candlelight, and Chu Ning霜’s pupils instantly contracted. She thought Su Xuan was going to harm her and instinctively closed her eyes.

However, Su Xuan did not harm her. Instead, he used the dagger to cut the ropes on her limbs.

Chu Ning霜 was startled. She opened her eyes, filled with confusion and wariness.