Chapter 10: A Life for a Life

  The emerald green eyes gazed calmly at the dusty underground warehouse in front of her, where the grass on the rooftop was thriving with its last bit of vitality in this desolate late autumn.

  As he stepped out of the car with one foot, his eyes flashed a hint of disgust as soon as his sole touched the dusty ground. Nevertheless, he still brought both feet out and stood on the ground. He had severe mysophobia, which everyone knew.

  The iron gate of the underground warehouse had its last bit of blue paint flaked off, and the bodyguard pushed open the warehouse door ahead.

  "Creak, creak..." The heavy and ancient sound faded away, and the light from the fluorescent lamps shone brightly towards everyone. The entire warehouse was not filled with machinery and miscellaneous items as expected, but was empty without a single item, and the rows of fluorescent lamps illuminated the scene in the warehouse.

  In the center of the warehouse, on the ground covered with sand, a woman with disheveled clothes and exposed skin stained with blood lay faintly on the ground. Upon hearing the sound of the warehouse door opening, she lifted her head up in excitement, but as soon as she saw something, she was frightened to the point of trembling all over, with endless hatred bursting out of her eyes.

  A warehouse several men in black saw Siu Sheung-hin standing at the door, all of them knelt down on one knee, "Young Master!"

  Situ Shangxuan didn't respond, lifted his foot and walked into the place, with his subordinates closely following behind him. In the desperate eyes of the woman on the ground, the warehouse door slowly closed behind them.

  The darkness outside immediately disappeared from view, and the dazzling light of the white fluorescent lamp above her head made her involuntarily clench her fingers tightly on the ground below. She had been tortured alive for almost a day here, and now she finally saw the culprit, how could she not hate?

  There were two chairs placed in the center. Situ Shangxuan walked to the right chair that had been prepared beforehand and sat down before slowly opening his mouth: "Everyone, get up!"

  "Thank you, Young Master!" The men in black immediately let out a sigh of relief and automatically retreated to the back of Situ Shangxuan.

  His eyes, however, were cold as he gazed at the woman lying on the ground gasping for breath, and then hooked up the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, "Well done!"

  The subordinate behind him stepped out with an expressionless face and said, "Thank you, Young Master, for your praise."

  "Gong Ziji, how does it feel to be abused for a day?" Even in such a dirty and messy environment, Situ Shangxuan's body still exuded an air of nobility, his tall figure leaning against the back of the chair, his crystal-like fingertips inadvertently brushing over his eyebrows.

  The woman on the ground had a torn and tattered dress, with red swelling and bloodstains where the fabric was ripped. Her entire body looked as if it had been cut and then soaked in salt water, her bruised mouth corners were severely swollen.

  Upon hearing this, Gongzi's face turned pale under her disheveled hair, and with a pair of watery yet hateful eyes, she stared tightly at Shangxuan, "You... who are you? What is the relationship between that woman and you? Why do you have to treat me like this?"

  With great difficulty, Gongzi Ji finished speaking a sentence and spat out a mouthful of blood. The red blood splattered onto the ground, shocking to behold, seeping into the earth thread by thread.

  Situ Shangxuan, however, seemed to have not seen that bloody water at all. His clear and cold eyes gleamed with a ruthless and emotionless light. He tilted his head and instructed the subordinate behind him: "Go back and see if Miss has woken up yet. If Miss has woken up, bring her here. Before that, don't tell her anything."

  The subordinate responded with a "yes", the warehouse door opened, and after the black shadow went out, it closed again.

  "Kong Ziji, your memory doesn't seem very good,"

  "Didn't I tell you last time, whatever you did to her, I will—"

  His fingertips lingered on his thigh, jumping and moving like notes, his red lips raised, ruthless and cold. "One by one, you will be settled today, it's time for you to pay back ten times the price. And..."

  The cold autumn wind pierced through the gaps in the warehouse, and the white fluorescent lamp above was dazzling. The high canopy was scratched by fallen leaves, making a sharp sound like cat claws, which made people feel chilled to the bone.

  His complexion gradually merged with the light above, equally chilling to the bone. "Your current state is only one-third of ten times what it should be. The real show that belongs to you is yet to come."

  As soon as Sze-to Shang-hsuan's voice fell, the warehouse door was opened again and a man carrying a camera walked in, followed by lights, makeup boxes, etc.

  After they came in, they simply greeted Situ Shangxuan and set up the camera on the spot, opened the makeup box, and even more surprisingly, a few strong men carried in a bed and placed it behind Gongzi Ji, with all the camera lights behind her.

  As if she had realized something, Gongzi Ji's whole body trembled, her sharp fingernails grasped the ground and desperately crawled outward.

  Just as she was about to crawl out a few more steps, several bodyguards behind Situ Shangxuan quickly subdued her struggling limbs. With her limbs bound, she continued to mumble and curse incoherently, and the bodyguard behind her somehow produced a piece of cloth, which he balled up and stuffed into her mouth.

  Among the hustle and bustle, three or four more men with very white skin and strong physiques walked into the warehouse. As soon as they saw Sutu Shangxuan, they hurriedly bowed their waists like a dog's legs and approached him, but before they could take two steps forward, they were blocked by Sutu Shangxuan's bodyguards.

  "Do you know what you're going to do next?"

  "Don't worry, Mr. Situ, we'll definitely take good care of her and make sure she's comfortable." The man's voice was effeminate, with a hint of disgust flashing in the eyes of Situ Shangxuan, who waved his hand, and the men immediately kept a distance from him.

  Gong Zijun's body was being controlled, a makeup artist was applying thick powder to the corner of her mouth, and with a few strokes, the annoying bruise was covered up, leaving no trace of injury. She was still struggling, so the makeup artist simply pinched her chin with one hand while drawing her eyeliner with the other, and then pulled out a cloth to apply bright red lipstick to her lips. After finishing, the cloth was stuffed back in again.

  After a few struggles, Gong Zijun was so tired that she couldn't get up again. Situ Shangxuan kindly explained to her, "Gong Zijun, these people are specially invited for you. Since you like filming so much, I'll find the top male stars from R country for free today. They're so famous, and following them will be more meaningful than being Ye Song's mistress, given the popularity of R country's adult films."

  His every word and sentence was spoken lightly, but it made Gongzi Ji's heart sink heavily into despair.

  The camera lights are all ready, and Gongzi Ji is dragged up from the ground and thrown onto that huge bed like a piece of luggage.

  The warehouse door opened again, and the black-clad bodyguard walked ahead, stepping aside after the door was open. In the dark of night, Senaka's frail figure seemed as if it would be blown away by the wind.

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