Chapter Ninety-Three: Awakening

Chapter Ninety-Three

"Little Four, give him the medicine you mixed up last time. Tonight I’m going to have some real fun with him!"

"Right away, Brother Zhong!"

At once, Little Four lit up with excitement. He ran off briskly, and before long came dashing back with a bamboo tube in hand. Grabbing Night Sky's hair, he forced the liquid down him again.

"Brother Zhong, can I have a turn later too?" After finishing, Little Four hurried over to He Zhong with an ingratiating smile.

He loved tormenting men, especially strong ones. Just the thought of it made him tremble with eagerness.

"Of course. The young master of the Night family has had plenty of people lusting after his rear end. Tonight, I’ll let you all have your share!"

He Zhong could hardly wait to see Night Sky humiliated even further, so how could he possibly refuse?

Wang Yue heard what they were planning and naturally knew what they intended to do next. She had no interest in watching any longer, so she picked up Mei and said, "Big Boss, you all enjoy yourselves. I’m taking this little girl back first."

"Sister Wen Yue, you’re not watching anymore?"

"It’s only fun if you can touch, not just look. I’d rather go back and enjoy myself properly." She rolled her eyes and snapped back irritably.

"All right, then. Hope you have fun."

He Zhong did not care whether she stayed or left, nor did he care what would become of Mei in her hands. He merely asked perfunctorily and let her go.

Night Sky did not want her to take Mei away, but at this moment he was powerless to stop her. He could only watch helplessly as she left, until a tearing pain burst from the lower half of his body.

Wang Yue carried Mei back to her quarters and immediately ordered her servant to prepare hot water. Then she personally bathed Mei in a steaming tub.

Seeing that the other still showed no sign of waking, she eagerly took out the clothes she had collected and dressed Mei in them one by one. She then combed her hair and adorned her with jewelry, dressing her up like a little doll.

"So adorable! As expected, little girls are the cutest of all! A hundred times cuter than those filthy men!"

Overcome with excitement, Wang Yue hugged Mei and kissed her cheeks several times.

Then she brought out more clothes and changed Mei again. Three outfits later, Mei still let her manipulate her as though she were a doll.

"Why won’t you wake up?" After fussing over her for a while, Wang Yue gradually lost interest. She lay beside the bed, staring at Mei’s sleeping face and poking her cheek with a fingertip, murmuring in mild frustration.

Was she ill? Or had she been drugged?

But no matter which it was, Wang Yue had no way to solve it.

Was she going to sleep like this forever?

Thinking of that, Wang Yue could not help feeling regretful. It was rare to find such an adorable little girl. Pity she turned out to be a sleeping beauty! She wondered whether that man knew of her condition. If he did, and still protected her with such reckless devotion, that was truly rather admirable.

"If you don’t wake up soon, I’m afraid you’ll never see him again."

As she stroked the girl’s smooth, delicate skin, Wang Yue spoke absentmindedly, thinking of Night Sky.

She did not notice that after her words, Mei, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly twitched a finger.

After a moment, Wang Yue put Night Sky out of her mind. He was He Zhong’s enemy, after all. Although she was not afraid of He Zhong, there was no need to go against him just for a man she merely admired a little.

Besides, that man was already so badly injured. Even if he were saved, he would probably spend the rest of his life as a cripple. Better to let him die like this.

With that kind of time, she might as well think about how to make this lovely little girl wake up.

Would she really need to be kissed by a prince, like in a fairy tale, before she could awaken?

Wang Yue’s imagination ran wild, and the more she thought, the further it wandered.

There were no princes here, but there were plenty of men. Yet the mere thought of letting those filthy men touch her little girl made her utterly unwilling.

How could such a cute little girl be given to those disgusting men?

But how exactly was she supposed to wake her up?

Even if Mei woke later, she might not remain as obedient as she was now, letting herself be arranged and dressed however Wang Yue pleased. Still, she hoped the girl would wake. After all, even the prettiest doll grew tiresome after being played with for too long, and she had long since outgrown the age for dolls.

Just as she sat by the bed, lost in thought, Mei suddenly opened her eyes. Seeing the woman beside her, distracted and unaware, she rose without a sound and pressed a black curved blade against her throat.

Only when she felt the sharp edge against her neck did Wang Yue realize the danger. Her body jerked reflexively, and a searing pain sliced across her throat, frightening her so badly she did not dare move again.

"Where is Ah Ye?"

The crisp yet icy voice rang by her ear, and Wang Yue finally understood that the little girl who had been lying there had awakened.

"You... you’re awake! That’s wonderful!" Wang Yue blurted out in excitement, even forgetting that a blade was still at her throat and turning her head straight toward Mei.

If Mei had not still found her useful and decided not to kill her yet, she would already have lost her head from that reckless movement.

"Where is Ah Ye? What did you do to him?" Ignoring her inexplicable excitement, Mei asked again, her expression cold and her eyes utterly devoid of emotion.

"Is this the legendary gap moe? She’s really too adorable!"

Wang Yue seemed not to hear the question at all. Staring at that expressionless face, her eyes practically sparkled, pink bubbles of delight practically radiating off her. If a blade had not still been wedged between them, she would already have pounced and gathered Mei into her arms for a proper bout of affection.

If this had been Mei at another time, she would probably have thought the woman had something wrong with her head, or perhaps with her ears. But now Mei cared about only one thing: where was Night Sky? What had happened to him?

She remembered clearly hearing someone say by her ear that if she did not wake soon, she would never see Night Sky again. Only then had she forced her consciousness out of the spiritual realm.

Not in the mood to waste words with the woman before her, Mei flashed away from the bed and prepared to go find him herself.

"Wait! I know where your—um, brother? Friend? Or lover? Ah, whatever. Anyway, I know where the man you want to see is! If you rush in like this, you won’t save him—you’ll only bring him more harm!"

Seeing the girl about to leave, Wang Yue finally recovered her composure and hurriedly stopped her.

"Bring him more harm?"

Hearing those last words, Mei halted midstep and turned back, asking with an unreadable expression.

"Yes. If He Zhong hadn’t used you to threaten that man, he wouldn’t have been unable to resist at all and ended up crippled in all four limbs. Of course, that also has a lot to do with He Zhong’s power. His ability is extremely hard to guard against for anyone who doesn’t know about it..."

While Wang Yue held Mei back and told her everything she knew, the torture of Night Sky on the other side finally came to an end.

It was not that He Zhong had decided to spare him, but rather that he feared killing him too quickly. Wouldn’t that be far too kind? He still had methods he had not yet used on him. There was plenty of time ahead, and taking it slowly would be far more entertaining.

Thus, by the bonfire in the main hall, only two men remained to guard Night Sky, while everyone else had gone back to rest.

At this moment Night Sky’s arms were chained to a wooden frame, his body forced into a humiliating kneeling position. His backside was raised high, and a wooden rod as thick as a baby’s arm had been shoved into him. Besides the whip marks across his body, there were many burns as well, left by red-hot iron rods He Zhong had pressed against him.

The two guards sat by the fire, chatting idly.

"Tonight was really satisfying!"

"Yeah. In the apocalypse, women are pitifully scarce. The few women in the stronghold never get anywhere near us brothers. We’ve been holding back for so long, and today we finally got some relief!"

"Ha, so you were bottling it up too? I thought you had never even tasted women before."

"Get lost. I’m no virgin! But this was my first time playing with a man. No wonder Little Four doesn’t like women and prefers men. A man’s backside feels just as good, if not better, than a woman’s!"

"Now you’re talking nonsense. Men and women alike, once they’ve been used enough, go loose. If it felt good to you, that’s because this man’s rear had never been touched before!"

"You’ve got a point. But after he drank the drug and we worked him over like that, why didn’t he get hard downstairs?"

"Who knows? Maybe he’s just naturally a eunuch!"

"What a pity. He was born with such a huge thing..."

The two men kept spewing filthy obscenities, completely unaware that Night Sky, whom they believed to be unconscious, was slowly tensing his muscles and inch by inch drawing his hands free of the chains.

His tendons had not actually been severed, at least not completely. His earlier helplessness had all been an act to deceive them. With Mei in enemy hands, under no circumstances would he truly let himself be butchered without resistance.

Although the tendons in his hands were still intact, his bones had indeed been broken. So in order to free his hands without alerting anyone, he had gone through quite a bit of effort.

Once both hands were fully freed, he rested for a moment, then pretended to cough.

"Could I have some water?" Night Sky asked hoarsely.

"Water? And you still want water? Do you know how precious water is now? I’m on rationed water myself every day, and you, a prisoner, want some too? Do you really think you’re still the young master?"

Hearing that, one man spat on him and said mockingly.

The other, however, stood up and walked over to Night Sky with malicious intent.

"You’re thirsty? No problem. I’ll give you some water. Open wide and catch it properly!"

As he spoke, the man unfastened his trousers and a stream of urine poured over Night Sky’s head.

While he did so, he wore a smug expression.

But just as he was most relaxed, Night Sky, who had been keeping his head lowered, suddenly sprang up, locked the man’s throat with both arms, and twisted hard, snapping his neck.

The other man, seeing this sudden turn of events, had not even reacted yet.

Yet just as Night Sky was about to strike again and kill him as well, a blade of light tore through the night and severed the man’s head clean off.