Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1540 - 1362: A Stormy Night in Jianghu

Chapter 1540: Chapter 1362: A Stormy Night in Jianghu

The large room was lit with torches, providing ample light, and when the sack was untied, a slumbering young woman was revealed.

Under the flickering flames, the woman’s features were refined and delicate—seventeen or eighteen years old, her skin so tender it seemed water could be squeezed from it.

"That will do, now leave us," the Clan Chief commanded.

The person vanished in an instant.

The Clan Chief released the woman’s acupoints, and she opened her eyes. Startled by the sight of the masked Clan Chief before her, she jumped and instinctively recoiled, "Who, who are you?"

"The Clan Chief of the Chixia Tribe," came the deep response from the Clan Chief.

"Clan Chief?" The lady, a woman from the Southern Zhao Kingdom, lit up with excitement upon hearing "Clan Chief of the Chixia Tribe," "I’m actually meeting the Clan Chief of the Chixia Tribe?"

Her excitement was akin to that of a commoner meeting a high-ranking official.

But soon, she grew tense again, "I remember I was just selling shoe soles at the market, and then I fainted on my way back... how did I... end up in a sack?"

The Clan Chief couldn’t help but laugh, "Lady, the reason you ended up in a sack is, of course, because you encountered thieves."

"Thieves? So, you saved me?"

"Indeed, my people saved you. What is your name?" asked the Clan Chief, appearing quite benevolent.

The young woman let down her guard, "Xiaolian."

"Xiaolian, are you afraid?" the Clan Chief asked while helping Xiaolian out of the sack.

"I’m not afraid anymore," Xiaolian said, now standing.

"Since you’re not afraid, then rest here for the night. I will have someone send you back tomorrow," the Clan Chief began, taking Xiaolian’s hand.

"Okay..." Xiaolian glanced around the room—large and gloomy. She wouldn’t be able to sleep here, but it was too late to return home. She had heard that the Chixia Tribe was rife with poisonous insects, and without someone to guide her, she wouldn’t be able to leave.

Besides, could the Clan Chief of the Chixia Tribe, who asked her to stay, mean her any harm?

After a while, the Clan Chief had already brought Xiaolian to the bedside.

"Xiaolian, just sleep here for the night, I assure you, you’ll be very comfortable."

Very comfortable?

Xiaolian didn’t understand what he meant, but when the Clan Chief told her to lie down, she could do nothing but comply.

However, once she lay down, Xiaolian saw that the Clan Chief remained by the bedside without leaving. She felt embarrassed, "Clan Chief, I can sleep on my own."

"Sleep on your own? How could that be comfortable? Perhaps it would be more comfortable if I slept with you," came an unpleasant chuckle from beneath the mask.

Xiaolian immediately realized something was terribly wrong, and she sprang up, "Clan Chief, then I’ll just sleep outside the door, I won’t... take up your space."

But as she attempted to leave, the Clan Chief grabbed her, "Once you’ve come in here, you may never leave!"

"Save..." Before Xiaolian could scream for help, her acupoints were sealed, and a love potion worm crept into her neck, leaving her helpless.

Her clothes were stripped off one by one until she was taken to the bed. With the love potion worm crawling on her body, she was filled with both terror and humiliation.

But what followed shocked her so much that her eyes nearly popped out.

She saw the Clan Chief slowly lift the mask.

Xiaolian’s eyes widened in disbelief!

How could there be such a face in this world?

Xiaolian began to shiver.

And that face was drawing closer, ever closer... before she finally closed her eyes.