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Inside, the sheer curtains swayed in the breeze. In the center of the room stood a thousand-work bed, its railings adorned with lifelike carvings of intertwined figures. A frail young man leaned against the bed, his head bowed, his black hair disheveled, and his sickly, pale body covered in scars, faintly visible beneath the thin white gauze he wore.

A thin iron chain was tied around his neck, and his wrists were also bound by iron chains, which were connected to the wooden posts on both sides of the bed.

Although he couldn't see the face, Ling Fei subconsciously felt that this person should eat more. He was so thin and weak that he looked like a willow swaying in the wind. He looked like he could be blown away by the wind.

No wonder Xiang Qingshan said he was physically weak.

Snapped--

Ge Gao cracked the red whip in his hand, walking barefoot step by step to the bedside. His eyes, filled with lust and wickedness, shone brightly in the candlelight.

"Why won't you compromise?" Ge Gao looked at the person on the bed with a predatory gaze, as if he were determined to win over his prey. "Or do you think your father, who's been a coward all his life farming, can come and save you?"

The person on the bed did not react at all. If it weren't for the rise and fall of his chest, Ling Fei would have thought that the person was gone.

Ge Gao approached and used the handle of the whip to lift the chin of the man with his head down. Only then did Ling Fei see his face clearly, and his heart sank.

He had feminine features, with captivating eyes that seemed to beckon even when he wasn't smiling, slightly red eye rims, and a tiny mole on the tip of his nose that looked like a touch of gold. His thin lips were tightly pressed together. Even though he had seen many stunning beauties, he had to admit that he was indeed good-looking, not to mention that he also had a frail appearance.

It's the kind of person who makes you want to protect him just by seeing him, yet he still has a stubborn and unyielding look on his face.

"You think you can get away with just not saying anything?" Ge Gao slowly slid down Xiang Ke's jaw and neck, then gently breathed into his ear. "As long as you're willing to serve me obediently, I promise I won't mistreat you."

Xiang Ke leaned back, shivering uncontrollably. He felt humiliated but helpless. He closed his eyes and clenched his hands tightly at his sides to try and ease his grief and anger.

He can't die. His father is waiting for him to come home. He'll definitely be able to leave this place.

Just wait until this person loses patience.

Snapped--

Ge Gao suddenly turned around and lashed Xiang Ke with his red whip. Before Ling Fei could react, the two whips had already landed.

Where he had struck, streaks of blood slowly seeped into Xiang Ke's white gauze, like ink drops slowly blooming on the gauze, like dazzling red plum blossoms.

Looking at the eyes that were becoming increasingly red from the pain, Ge Gao felt excitement. To him, this scene was like a tempting poppy, more interesting than anything he had ever played with before. He now only wanted to crush this proud flower bit by bit, and he wanted to see it willingly submit.

"Does it hurt?" Ge Gao threw the red whip on the ground, went to the ice block that had been prepared, and rolled up his sleeve.

Xiang Ke instinctively tried to avoid him, but he forcibly grabbed her wrist. "Just put some ice on it, and it won't hurt anymore." He placed the ice directly on the wound, his smile dazzling.

"Let me go." Xiang Ke's voice was hoarse as she struggled to control her urge to strangle him.

"Leave?" Ge Gao controlled the ice block with one hand and slowly slid the other hand down his collarbone. "Sure, if you serve me well, I might consider it."

His hand was like a demon's claw, making Xiang Ke feel nauseous, and the demon's claw was still moving downwards.

Xiang Ke raised his leg and kicked the person in front of him in the chest with all his might, yelling, "Get out!" This humiliation was more painful than being slowly sliced ​​to death.

Ge Gao was kicked to the ground, grabbed a red whip from a short distance away and got up. "Did I give you face?!" he said, and was about to swing the whip at Xiang Kede again.

His arm suddenly felt as if it had been struck by something, and the red whip fell to the ground instantly. "Who?"

Ling Fei immediately dodged out of his sight. Ge Gao, not seeing anyone, immediately went to a window and rang the hanging copper bell. The bell rang simultaneously on all three floors, and a flurry of footsteps echoed up and down the stairs.

Ling Fei sensed a powerful aura. He glanced at the person on the bed through another window. Now that he had distracted him, at least Xiang was safe tonight. He immediately took advantage of the chaos to leave the pavilion.

Xiang Ke was looking towards the window when he saw only a profile. Before he could get a clear look, the person disappeared.

For a fleeting moment, he naively thought someone had come to save him; it was a raging fire that suddenly burst into flames, only to be extinguished completely after the person disappeared.

He lowered his eyes. "I guess I was just passing by." How could anyone come to save someone as penniless and powerless as him?

Seeing the old man suddenly appear in the room, Xiang Ke's lingering hope slowly crumbled. He was like someone who had fallen into the water, initially struggling fiercely, then gradually losing strength, and finally sinking to the bottom.

An unprecedented feeling of suffocation washed over him.

"You think someone will come to save you? You're dreaming." Ge Gao grabbed Xiang Kede's neck with one hand, increasing the pressure. "Even if you die, you'll die in the Ge family mansion."

Xiang Ke struggled to raise his hand to pry open the hand on his neck, but the hand was only an inch away, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it forward an inch.

"Young master, shall we investigate?" the old man who suddenly appeared asked, bowing.

Upon hearing this, Ge Gao finally let go, casually tossing him onto the bed as if he were throwing away the red whip.

He turned to look at the old man, his eyes sinister, "Cha, I want to see who's so bold as to come to my Ge residence and cause trouble."

"Yes."

Ling Fei returned to Laifu Inn at lightning speed. The person he had just sensed was no ordinary person. Although the person had not noticed him, he had been able to attack the spot where he had been before he arrived with his internal energy. Based on this alone, the person was definitely not an ordinary person.

The first thing I did upon returning to the inn was to report back.

"master."

"Come in." Zheng Zhian withdrew his internal energy, got out of bed, walked to the wooden table that had been replaced, poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him. "How is it?"

Ling Fei took the drink but didn't drink it immediately. Thinking of Xiang Ke's current appearance, he unconsciously frowned and shook his head. "Not very good."

Xiang Ke had quite a few wounds on her body, which probably meant she had been tortured since she was captured.

"Does he want to die?" It's no wonder he's taken advantage of by that kind of person. Right now, she just wants to know how he is doing.

Ling Fei recalled what he had seen and Xiang Ke shook her head. "No, that's not it."

Based on what we just saw, Ge Gao shouldn't have taken the final step with Xiang Ke yet. Otherwise, given Ge Gao's fickle nature, their relationship wouldn't be like that.

"There is a master in the Ge family whose martial arts skills are no less than mine." Ling Feng tilted his head back and drank the tea in one gulp. It seemed that his martial arts skills still needed improvement.

"Oh?" Zheng Zhian was surprised, then thought of the richest man in Changfeng. He had the ability to cultivate him or entice him to work for them. This was not a difficult task.

However, someone who can hire a master comparable to Ling Fei is probably not someone you can hire just by money.