His arm tightened around her waist, pulling her upright into his chest. She felt the heat of his breath near her ear as he murmured, "Now, my little Xun'er… call me Master."
Her entire body stiffened. The word burned in her throat. Master? Did he see her as nothing more than a slave?
Rage flared in her heart, but the reality was cruel....resistance meant worse humiliation.
She drew in a shaky breath, her lashes trembling. Shame twisted her features as she lowered her gaze.
"…Master… Master…" she whispered, the word tasting like poison on her tongue.
Ye Chen's smile deepened. "Good girl."
Good," he finally said, his tone soft but carrying authority. "Since you've chosen to be obedient, I won't waste this pill."
His arm tightened around her waist, pulling her close. Warm breath brushed against her ear as he whispered, "Now, my little Xun'er… call me Master."
Her whole body stiffened. The word burned inside her chest.
Master? Did he see her as nothing more than a slave?
Anger flared in her heart, but reality was cruel. Resisting him would only bring worse humiliation.
Her eyelashes trembled as she lowered her gaze. Shame twisted her expression.
"…Master…" she whispered, voice shaky, "…Master…"
Ye Chen smiled with satisfaction. "Good girl."
The sound of her soft voice stirred something inside him.
Hearing the proud daughter of the Ancient Clan call him Master filled him with a dark kind of pleasure. But he knew this was only on the surface.
Her eyes still held despair....her soul had not yet surrendered. Worse, he could sense she was still thinking of death.
That, he could not allow.
If she died, not only would his plans be ruined, but her death would be sensed by the Ancient Clan.
Xiao Xun'er was the beloved daughter of Gu Yuan, a Nine-Star Dou Sheng. Her divine bloodline acted like a beacon.
If Gu Yuan discovered her death inside the Jia Ma Empire, his rage could destroy the entire empire in an instant.
No. Ye Chen had to keep her alive....and completely break her will.
He held her even tighter, his deep voice calm but dangerous.
"Tell me, Xun'er… did you come to me tonight because of Xiao Yan? To avenge him?"
Her body froze. The warmth of his breath on her ear made her skin crawl.
Memories of Xiao Yan flashed in her mind....his stubborn pride, his gentle eyes. And now, here she was, trapped in another man's arms.
Brother Xiao Yan… how could I face you like this?
Her heart ached, but she forced her voice steady. "Brother Xiao Yan and I… we are just ordinary friends."
Ye Chen smirked. "'Brother Xiao Yan,' huh? You say it so intimately."
He gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him. "You hunted me down and crippled my cultivation for him. Don't tell me you don't care about this Xiao Yan."
Panic filled her eyes. She couldn't let him know the truth.
"No… you're mistaken," she said quickly, too quickly. "Xiao Yan is useless—just a third-stage Dou Qi. A disgrace to the Xiao family. How could I ever be interested in him?"
But inside, her heart screamed: Forgive me, Brother Xiao Yan… this lie is to protect you.
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes. He could tell her words didn't match her heart. Still, he played along.
"In that case, I have nothing to worry about," he said lightly. Then, turning toward the shadows of the room, he ordered: "Ling Ying. When we leave, kill Xiao Yan."
"Yes, Master," Ling Ying answered without hesitation.
The words struck Xun'er like a blade to her heart. Her composure shattered. "No!" she cried out, her voice breaking with fear.
She grabbed Ye Chen's sleeve desperately. "Master, please! Don't kill him!"
Ye Chen's eyes sharpened. "Didn't you just say he meant nothing to you? Why do you suddenly care?"
Her lips trembled. Without thinking, she fell to her knees before him. Wrapping her arms around his leg, she pleaded through tears:
"Master, I won't lie anymore. Please, don't harm Brother Xiao Yan. I'll do anything you want.....anything! Just spare his life!"
Tears streamed down her face. Once, she was the noble goddess worshipped by countless men. Now, she was nothing but a pitiful girl kneeling before him, begging for mercy.
Ye Chen bent down, grabbing her chin tightly. His voice turned cold.
"If you ever think about killing yourself again, I will make sure Xiao Yan dies in front of you. I'll make him scream until nothing is left but ashes."
Her face went pale with horror. "No… I won't. I swear I won't! Just don't hurt him."
Sobs shook her small body. "Master, I'll never lie again. I'll obey you. I'll do whatever you say. Just don't kill him. He's innocent… he's already suffered enough."
Looking down at her....her hair messy, her cheeks stained with tears...Ye Chen no longer saw the proud heiress of the Ancient Clan.
She was his now.
Nothing more than a pitiful little slave girl.
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