Chapter 27

All was quiet; in the night, everything was still.

The two slaves sneaked out of the palace and headed in the direction where they had hidden the starship.

They were extremely cautious, looking back every three steps, and only after confirming that there was no one around did they feel safe enough to walk toward the starship not far away.

However, they probably never expected this.

The instant they turned around, a black figure emerged from behind the lush trees. The man in black spoke softly into his earpiece, "Report, location confirmed."

The man in black watched as the two men boarded the starship. He calmly spoke into his headset, reporting, "The Queen's people do indeed want to leave, but their destination is currently unknown."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, an instruction came through the earpiece: "Follow."

"Yes," the man in black replied respectfully. The next second, he followed, disappearing without a trace. His black figure was swallowed up by the night, as if he had become one with the surrounding darkness.

Meanwhile, at the other end of a distant galaxy.

A cold wind blew through the car as Xia Qian sat in the car, her gaze fixed on the distance through the window.

The Empire truly deserves to be called the strongest nation in the entire galaxy.

Everywhere you look, there are magnificent skyscrapers. Unlike the British Empire, the Empire is not just a kingdom of superhumans; it is a completely mechanical kingdom.

Skyscrapers stand tall, their tops invisible as far as the eye can see, as if those peaks are swallowed up by the clouds.

The hovercar drove smoothly towards the heart of the empire.

Hughes returned in a very low-key manner. Although a group of people came to pick him up at the airport, the news was still completely blocked.

Since it concerned the inheritance of the Ming Flame, the Imperial Military was extremely cautious and dispatched a legion of superhumans to escort them along the way.

Moreover, the empire's defenses were exceptionally tight.

Every road is equipped with radar scanning, and radar robots patrol the Imperial Avenues.

The system will automatically issue a warning and notify the Empire's central command whenever an unidentified intruder is detected; in fact, these radars can even begin to attack.

When machines are made to such a level of detail, even the most powerful superhumans have no way to retaliate.

It's no wonder that the Church of Light has never been able to conquer the Empire. They once tried to lead the United Kingdom in an invasion, but instead suffered a crushing defeat, losing many of their ability-wielding legions and being forced to cede a lot of territory.

Even more humiliatingly, they were forced to sign a peace treaty with the empire.

This caused the once high and mighty Church of Light to lose all face.

At the same time, the hovercar that had been moving suddenly stopped.

Xia Qian's gaze inadvertently fell on the palace in front of her. Before she could take in the entire imperial palace, a large and beautiful hand was already reaching out to her.

That belongs to Hughes.

Xia Qian knew why he was extending his hand.

Because the steps of the hovercar are high.

She is afraid of heights.

Moreover, ordinary superhumans wouldn't even consider such steps a threat. In fact, in this world where the strong rule, superhumans don't even use steps.

They enjoy jumping straight down from mid-air in the hovercar.

In a world culture where the strong are respected, this is a kind of bravery and courage.

Steps are something that only delicate, ordinary people and young patients would use.

Hughes's hand was still in front of her, not withdrawn, and the small hand that should have been in his palm was still not extended.

"I can do it myself."

They don't know if this is a good thing or not, but they're just too close.

However, Hughes seemed dissatisfied, his eyes fixed on her.

But those deep blue pupils were unfathomable, too dark for Xia Qian to discern anything.

I felt that Hughes' eyes seemed even more captivating than usual.

Just then, his deep voice slowly came through, "Why?"

Ask her why...

Xia Qian forced herself to say, "Because we look too intimate like this."

"You don't like me either..." she said softly, finally managing to say it out loud.

"Boyfriend or girlfriend, etc."

Xia Qian braced herself, met his gaze, and said, word by word, "It's still better if we like each other."

She should have spoken with a firm voice, but her voice was soft and gentle.

As soon as she finished speaking, as if she knew the boy in front of her would get angry, she spoke again in a small voice, trying to reason with him, "Hughes, you...you don't like me either—"

Whether it was in private places or kissing on the starship, it was always Hughes who initiated it.

It was as if he was about to possess her completely.

However, he didn't like her.

She was like a rag doll to him; he didn't really like her, but he could manipulate her as he pleased.

However, as if he had a doubt, as if what she said was wrong, he slowly approached her.

"Xiaxia".

The boy was handsome, like a beautiful siren who could bewitch people.

Each time, he would inadvertently bewitch her.

She instinctively stepped back, trying her best to avoid his gaze.

However, his presence had already enveloped her silently.

Xia Qian looked away and stood up from her seat as if fleeing. "I... I'll go out first."

However, before she could even take a step, Hughes's hand gripped her waist from behind.

Xia Qian shuddered, "Hughes—"

"Why are you so afraid of me?" A deep voice came from behind.

His chin rested on her delicate shoulder from behind, as if a dangerous beast had inexplicably lost its sense of danger and was gently pressing against her.

His aggressive gaze suddenly softened, and he whispered in her ear, "Xiaxia is always avoiding me."

"I don't……"

Before Xia Qian could finish speaking, those hands had already wrapped around her waist and completely encircled her from behind.

Their appearance was reflected in the car window, with Qin Xiusi's handsome face resting on her shoulder.

She looked at the face reflected in the car window, and he looked at her too.

Just then, a deep voice echoed in the small space.

"Why does Xiaxia like to avoid me like this?"

Only when she faces him does her gaze become unusually tense, even timid, with a fear she tries her best to hide in her eyes.

Fear of him.

He could clearly see the girl's body begin to tremble slightly just by looking at her.

She was genuinely afraid.

But she was also timid.

Like a weak animal that knows it will die quickly if it struggles, it can only stay by the ferocious beast's side with fear, unwillingly and reluctantly.

I always avoided his gaze out of fear.

If it were anyone else, Hughes might not have been so patient in waiting.

He was never a very patient person to begin with.

Cold and indifferent.

They are born with an inherent sense of detachment, and for them, interacting with people is a pointless waste of time.

However, it was truly comfortable to rest my head on the girl's delicate shoulder.

Her hands are small and warm.

Every time I meet her eyes, I inexplicably gain a lot more patience.

At first, it was just that she suddenly stopped throwing tantrums and became much quieter, more docile, and more agreeable. Later, it was noticed that her gaze was no longer the same as before; it seemed that she was no longer focusing on him.

Now, he wants to possess her completely.

But this requires a lot of patience.

She was born delicate and frail, so possessing her would not be difficult; on the contrary, it would be an easy thing.

If he really forced himself on her, she wouldn't be able to resist.

But he didn't want to do that.

He wanted her whole heart, and also,

She did it willingly.

She willingly allowed herself to be possessed by him and completely marked by him.

So we need to take it slowly.

After all, she's really too timid.

The boy suppressed the divine blood aura within him, and the aggressive feeling emanating from him inexplicably softened.

Just coax me once.

Just coax her this once.

Whether it was her being forced to lift her skirt and show him her private parts.

Before, when she was forced to endure his kisses and he kissed her until she was saliva-covered, her flushed face was filled with shame.

You have to coax them.

He went a bit too far.

"Hughes," Xia Qian said softly at that moment. She seemed to recall those shameful memories as well, her face inexplicably flushing red. She looked away as she said, "Hughes, I don't want to be your pet."

Being docile isn't enough; she also has to be manipulated by him at any time.

It always made her feel ashamed.

I felt so ashamed that I wanted to run away.

However, he didn't think so.

His long, slender fingers rose from her waist, gently cupping her cheeks from behind.

Like a demon emerging from hell, his voice was deep and magnetic, tempting her to be drawn into that abyss.

“What’s wrong with being my pet?” He held her gently, his handsome cheek pressed against her ear, his warm breath showering her with affection. “All my love can be given to you.”

As if he knew what she was thinking, he cupped her flushed cheeks and gently ran his fingertips through her hair. "It's normal for us to do that kind of thing."

"No, that's not it."

Xia Qian tried to break free in embarrassment, "That kind of thing is something only boyfriends and girlfriends can do..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she inexplicably recalled a few words her boyfriend had said to her.

But that doesn't count.

That was just something I played with back then.

He wasn't serious at all.

Xia Qian added, "That kind of thing requires mutual affection, and the same applies to boyfriend-girlfriend relationships."

"Hughes, you don't like me at all."

However, the boy looked at her intently and asked, "What is liking?"

Xia Qian was taken aback.

She then suddenly realized that the boy had never even been exposed to liking this thing.

He was naturally aloof, and rarely showed any emotion.

He has never even been in a relationship.

My romantic history is completely blank.

So Hughes had no idea what liking someone meant.

Whether in books or now.

She was always the first.

His romantic history.

However, in the book, she is unresponsive. She is determined to seduce Hughes, but she can never arouse his interest. Instead, he thinks she is full of scheming.

Despite being born a slave, he had ambitions that were higher than the sky.

She was destined to be a supporting female character, but she wanted to have the storyline of the female lead, attempting to make Hughes fall in love with her.

However, despite his best efforts in the book, Hughes still didn't like the female supporting character, Xia Qian.

In the end, the female supporting character Xia Qian ran away in order to attract Hughes' attention, but before Hughes could send anyone to look for her, she was captured by Hans.

Then, in order to take revenge on Hughes, Hans tore her apart by five horses and presented her to Hughes.

The original character in the book tried so hard, yet still ended up with such a tragic fate.

This means that Hughes and the female protagonist were destined to be together.

Only the female lead can attract him and make him fall in love with her.

His current behavior towards her is just a little toying with her.

The little bit of affection that an owner gives to their well-behaved pet.

It's not real.

But she made it so clear.

Hughes, however, still hadn't let go of her from behind. Xia Qian trembled, "Hughes—"

"My liking is based on what I want."

Xia Qian was taken aback.

Before she could even think about what he was going to do, she saw his reflection in the car window, his chin gently resting on her shoulder, his arms wrapped around her, the two of them seemingly pressed together.

She was looking at him through the car window, and he was looking at her; his pupils reflected her image.

At the same time, his lips suddenly landed on her neck, intentionally or unintentionally brushing against the mark on her neck, causing Xia Qian to tremble uncontrollably.

He noticed all her reactions, and even if she wanted to cover them up, it was too late.

Her gaze suddenly met that of a pair of pupils reflected in the car window.

The usually aloof boy stared intently at her, as if his gaze was fixed on her.

“My liking is wanting,” the boy repeated slowly again.

Because you want it, you want to kiss.

It is because of this desire that I want to hold hands.

As for why you want it

That's because I like it.

"I have many things I want from Xiaxia."

His eyes reflected her image, and just then, his lips gently bit her earlobe, his possessiveness leaving his breath and warmth on her delicate earlobe.

His fingertips landed on the mark on her neck, and he said softly, "It's because I wanted it that I marked it."