Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 611: Master Huo Coughs up Blood, Ruanruan discovers Clues

Chapter 611: Chapter 611: Master Huo Coughs up Blood, Ruanruan discovers Clues

Huo Chuan glanced at the hidden guards around the Punishment Hall.

When Qin Ruan first appeared, they merely gave her a nonchalant look, and did not treat her as their master.

Even if their attitude and tone were respectful, there was no respect in their eyes.

The Punishment Hall was controlled by the Third Master, and the only master recognized by the Punishment Hall was the ruler of the Huo Family.

The hidden guards of the Punishment Hall were unlike the ones accompanying the Huo Family on outings; they only obeyed the instructions of the Third Master and always held themselves above others.

No one other than the master could earn their approval.

Although Huo Chuan was the manager of the Punishment Hall, he only had good relationships with a few personnel inside and he always acted on the orders of the Third Master without any hindrance from the guards.

At that moment, the pupils of the guards moved slightly, and their peripheral vision kept glancing at Qin Ruan, who was sitting at the table in the room.

Suppressing a laugh, Huo Chuan signaled two of his men nearby.

They immediately prepared to drag A158 away.

"Wait."

Qin Ruan suddenly voiced her objection.

She sat on the stone table, beckoned to the hidden guard dragging A158: "The matter isn’t over yet, bring him over."

The hidden guard dragged the powerless A158, and threw him in front of Qin Ruan.

Looking down, Qin Ruan found A158 in a pitiful sight, his blood-streaked hand reflected in her gaze.

She raised her foot and crushed it against the back of his hand.

A158 lay on the ground. Apart from an initial shudder, there was no other movement.

He felt no pain, only knowing that Qin Ruan wasn’t finished with him yet.

The form of him lying on the floor, resembling a dead dog, subtly trembled under Qin Ruan’s gaze.

He was afraid.

Qin Ruan curled her lips into a wicked smile and asked A158, "Can’t you feel the pain yet?"

Without a doubt, she received no response.

Qin Ruan didn’t need one either.

When A158 chose to feign death, she manipulated his body in the air.

She brought him to her face, to be face to face with her.

She slowly drew close to him, her eyes amused as she examined him.

Seeing the desire to kill in A158’s eyes, Qin Ruan’s composed and gracious facade shattered immediately, a storm taking over her eyes.

This person was really not afraid of death.

She wanted to trample him into the mud.

A cold glint flashed in Qin Ruan’s eyes: "In for a penny, in for a pound. I’ll make you feel pain again."

To die would be too easy for him, she wanted his life to be worse than death.

A sense of shock flashed in A158’s eyes, quickly followed by desperate struggle.

No matter how hard he tried to escape, he could not break free from the Nether Divine Power’s shackles.

Qin Ruan filled his body with Evil Qi, penetrating every inch of his marrow.

With the infiltration of the Evil Qi, his meridians were reconstructed.

His body felt as if it was leaking air, anxiety circling A158’s heart.

He began to feel pain.

First was the sharp pain in his palm, then a dull ache in his ankle, followed by an all-encompassing pain that rapidly swept over him.

Sweat started forming on his forehead, pooling into droplets that dripped onto the floor.

Qin Ruan casually threw him onto the ground.

Her eyes, deep like an ancient well, flashed with a touch of mockery.

"I always keep my word. Since I’ve said it, I’d better fulfil it. Enjoy the rest of your life."

Qin Ruan knew for a fact that given A158’s deeds, he wouldn’t die easily.

"Ugh... ugh..."

A158 curled up on the ground, feeling the pain attacking every part of his body, he was about to faint from the torment.

His body shook tremulously, as if he was suffering Parkinson’s disease, shaking incessantly.

"Ahhh!!!"

"Kill me, please kill me!!"

"Please, I beg you, kill me!!!"

A158 could not endure such pain, wailing for a quick death.

But in this world, not every wish comes true.

Qin Ruan had given her a chance to escape earlier, but she chose to provoke her instead. Only after her defeat did she beg for mercy.

But it was too late now, there was no escape.

Qin Ruan sneered and rose to her feet, heading toward the other two kneeling on the ground, their hands and feet seared by chains.

These two were brought here for Qin Ruan to practice on.

As they saw Qin Ruan approaching, they both backed away.

A158 was a pitiful sight, they had seen with their own eyes how she had been reduced to this state by this woman.

They did not want to experience the same, they only wanted to stay far away from her.

However, as they retreated, Qin Ruan continued to advance.

One of the men, seemingly more pragmatic, knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth and pleading, "Please spare me, Madam, I’ll tell you everything."

"I will confess everything too!" The other man hastily declared his willingness to cooperate.

Both men did not want to suffer the brutal torture that A158 had just endured.

Qin Ruan paused in astonishment, stopping in her tracks.

Looking at the terror that was revealed in their eyes.

Then, looking at A158 who was covered in blood and sobbing in the distance, enough to make anyone tremble.

Qin Ruan understood, and shook her head with a chuckle.

She hadn’t even done anything yet, and they were ready to confess, it was almost too easy.

Qin Ruan inserted both her hands into her trench coat pockets, taking a sharp turn in her steps.

She saw Huo Chuan instructing his men to drag A158 out.

She said to Huo Chuan, "I’m done here. You can handle the rest. I’m calling it a day."

When she had arrived, she noted that the Third Master’s face didn’t look too good.

She hadn’t tended to his body today yet.

The Purple Energy and the Evil Qi within the Third Master were not struggling as they had before, but nonetheless, the Evil Qi still held the upper hand while the Purple Energy was at a disadvantage.

She only needed to dedicate a bit of her time each day to tend to the Third Master’s body, and that would ease his pain.

Huo Chuan nodded at Qin Ruan, "I’ll walk you back, Madam."

Qin Ruan waved him off, "No need, I have Lin Hao and Huo Zhi."

She walked over to Huo Zhi and reached out to her.

However, feeling the weight in her stomach, Qin Ruan slowly withdrew her hand.

She pointed to the seated Huo Zhi on the ground, directing Lin Hao, "Take her with us, let’s go."

"Understood."

Lin Hao went forward, picking Huo Zhi from the ground.

This woman’s face was pale, blood was still seeping out from her wound.

At a glance, he could tell that Huo Zhi was severely injured.

If they let her walk, her wound would just get worse, better to carry her all the way.

Huo Zhi, who was being carried, immediately became stern.

"Put me down, I can walk by myself."

Lin Hao looked down at her indifferently, "If you faint after a few steps, I’ll have to carry you anyway."

It would be more troublesome if she kept fainting, better to carry her all the way.

Lin Hao, holding an uncomfortable Huo Zhi, swiftly followed Qin Ruan who had already left the building.

...

Qin Ruan returned to the residential area.

She didn’t see the Third Master on the first floor.

Walking into the room, she took off her trench coat and casually threw it on a nearby sofa.

Turning around, she saw Lin Hao, carrying a weakened Huo Zhi.

Qin Ruan’s serene eyes settled on Huo Zhi’s pale face, and she furrowed her brow. "Brother Hao, take Huo Zhi back to her room. Get a doctor to look at her injuries."

"Alright."

Lin Hao carried Huo Zhi toward the furthest room on the left side of the first floor.

Qin Ruan watched their retreating figures, a trace of worry appearing in her calm eyes.

She noticed a faint metallic, bloody scent in the room.

Following this subtle scent, Qin Ruan walked into the sunroom on the first floor.

Standing outside the door, she saw through the glass door a tall and graceful figure sitting inside, his back to her.