Xiao Ying stared at the hunched figure on the floor for a while. After confirming that he had fainted from the pain, she sat back in the corner.
After she sat down, the man’s painful voice still echoed in her mind.
What method would the Young Master use to torture her next?
But she was not afraid.
If the Young Master used her to threaten Long Ming, she would kill herself immediately.
She would not let herself become Long Ming’s burden.
After sleeping for a while, Xiao Ying was no longer sleepy.
The dungeon was dark and wet. It was dark and gloomy even at dawn.
In the morning, someone brought water and food for Xiao Ying.
He also gave water and food to the person opposite her. However, the water of the person opposite her was yellow mud and the food he ate was moldy.
How deep was the hatred between the Young Master and the person opposite her that he was making him drink yellow mud water and eat moldy rice every day instead of killing him?
Xiao Ying took her water and steamed bun in.
But at the thought of that man’s suffering last night, she did not dare to eat anything.
Xiao Ying did not eat, but the man opposite her slowly crawled to the metal door, grabbed the moldy rice and stuffed it into his mouth. He ate quickly and drank a mouthful of the yellow mud water.
It was too dark and his hair was a little long, so Xiao Ying could not see his face clearly.
The man finished his meal and suddenly looked up at Xiao Ying. It was also at that moment that Xiao Ying saw the man’s face clearly.
She took a few steps back in fear.
Goodness!
The man’s face was completely festering and looked extremely terrifying. There was only a pair of dark and cold eyes staring at her coldly.
Xiao Ying could feel the murderous intent in his eyes.
Xiao Ying did not look at the man again, but the man started to shout like an injured and trapped beast.
After a while, the man stopped shouting.
Xiao Ying walked to the metal door and looked at him. The man’s dark gaze was still on her face.
Xiao Ying could feel the hatred reflected in his eyes.
She furrowed her eyebrows.
“Do we know each other?”
The man glared at Xiao Ying, his weak hands scratching the floor nonstop. He then grabbed the bowl of yellow mud and threw it at her.
However, he did not have much strength and did not manage to hit Xiao Ying.
Seeing his actions, Xiao Ying was even more confused.
How could she meet people who hated her even in the Young Master’s dungeon?
Was it someone from one of her previous missions?
“If you can’t speak, blink at whatever I say.”
The man didn’t speak.
“You know me, right?”
The man blinked.
“Have we been enemies before?”
The man looked at Xiao Ying and closed his eyes, not opening them again.
No matter what Xiao Ying asked, he remained silent.
…
Before Long Ming left the palace, he strengthened the security around Wan Bao and added bodyguards for her.
Wan Bao did not know what had happened, but she had not seen her mommy for a few days and had not received any videos from her. She really missed her.
“Cool Uncle, how long more will I have to wait until my mommy comes back from her business trip? In the past, she would send me videos every day when she went on business trips, but she hasn’t contacted me recently. Is it because I was disobedient and Mommy doesn’t like me anymore?”
Long Ming pulled Wan Bao into his arms and kissed her forehead. “It’s not that Mommy doesn’t like you anymore, but the signal at the place she’s at on this business trip is bad and we can’t video call her. Uncle is going there this time to fetch her back.”
Wan Bao blinked her bright eyes. “Cool Uncle, when you see Mommy, tell her that Wan Bao misses her.”
Long Ming looked at the obedient and cute Wan Bao and his eyes turned bitter. “Okay.”
…
In the dungeon.
Someone would bring food to Xiao Ying three times a day.
Although her food was very simple, compared to the man opposite her, hers was considered very good.
At least, the water was clean and the food was fresh.
But the man opposite her was really getting treated worse with every meal.
But no matter how bad it was, he still ate those things.
At night.
The man was the same as last night. At that time, his body started to convulse and a painful sound came from his throat.
It continued for another few hours before the man’s body slowly stopped moving.
But this time, he did not faint.
He stared blankly at the exit with his eyes that had lost all color from the pain.
Xiao Ying crouched by the iron door, looking at his terrifying face and said with furrowed eyebrows, “Do you want water?”
Xiao Ying had eaten a little of the food the Young Master had sent her in the afternoon.
Until now, she had not found any discomfort in her body, so there should be no poison.
The man lay on the ground, his eyes that seemed to have lost their focus turned toward Xiao Ying slowly.
Xiao Ying threw the water bottle in her hand over. “I haven’t drunk this bottle before. You must be feeling terrible after suffering for so long. Drink some water.”
The man’s dry lips moved, wanting to say something, but no words came out from his throat.
After a while, the man took the water bottle Xiao Ying threw over and finished the water inside.
Seeing that he had drunk the water she had thrown at him, Xiao Ying threw another steamed bun she had not finished. “This is for you.”
The man glanced at Xiao Ying again.
But he quickly looked away, picked up the steamed bun, and swallowed it with difficulty.
The man only ate half of it and did not eat the other half. He took the steamed bun and crawled to the corner to sit down.
Xiao Ying also sat in the corner.
Sleepiness overwhelmed her and she hugged her knees, burying her head in her sleep for a while.
She was woken up by a painful scream. Xiao Ying hurriedly opened her eyes and saw that several bodyguards in black had appeared in the dungeon.
They opened the metal door opposite and dragged the man, who could not even walk properly, out.
The man struggled violently, but how could his broken body break free from the grips of those strong bodyguards?
After the man was dragged out, he glanced at Xiao Ying. His gaze was filled with hatred and sadness.
Soon, the man was dragged away.
Xiao Ying was the only one left in the dungeon.
Xiao Ying was about to return to the corner and sit down when she suddenly saw a steamed bun thrown by the metal door from the corner of her eye.
Xiao Ying was a little confused. Hadn’t she thrown this steamed bun to that man yesterday?
He hadn’t finished eating it and had thrown it back at her?
Xiao Ying ignored it. After all, that man had eaten it before.
She returned to the corner and sat down. She only got up when the Young Master’s men brought her breakfast.
When her breakfast was sent in, Xiao Ying seemed to have thought of something and she reached out to pick up the steamed bun.
There was a word written in blood in the steamed bun.
When Xiao Ying saw that word, her heart tightened uncontrollably and disbelief appeared in her eyes.
This… How was this possible?
