(Multiple Identitities + Pure Love + Favorite of the Group + Face-Slapping + Big Shot) A mission brought Qi Jiu to China, where she became the adopted daughter of the Shen family.
Outside obs...
Li Hao looked at the menacing-looking people in front of him, whose faces showed a hint of fear, and smiled happily.
"It's alright, you'll have plenty of opportunities to watch in the future. I'll talk to Lao Qi and ask her to keep you busy so she can take you around and let you watch to your heart's content."
Student: "..."
Thank you, thank you. But there's really no need for that.
On this side, Qi Jiu looked at the messages on her phone and left the training area without stopping, heading towards the back of the training area.
Behind the entire training area is a mountain.
The mountain isn't very high, and the lush green forests give it a very pristine feel. Compared to a primeval jungle, the dangers inside are considerably reduced.
Upon reaching the summit, she looked at the lifeless yet magnificent and imposing building in front of her and walked over.
When the patrol team at the gate saw her, they stood up straight and spoke in unison.
"Good morning, sir!"
The sound was very loud, startling many birds in the mountain forest into flight.
bird:"……"
Qi Jiu nodded and pushed the door open to enter.
The inside and outside of the building are worlds apart. The dim environment is oppressive and there is a damp smell in the air.
If you smell it carefully, you can also detect a strong smell of rust.
In the open environment, you can always hear faint sounds, like the rattling of chains, the dripping of water, or even the cries and pleas for mercy...
If you came here at night, it would probably scare several people to death online.
Qi Jiu acted as if she hadn't heard anything, her face expressionless, and she walked straight ahead without hesitation, as if she had been there many times before.
She made her way through one bend after another, finally stopping in a damper spot.
In the open space, the sounds of torture from not far away could be heard very clearly: the sound of sharp instruments hitting flesh, the muffled groans of the tortured...
The whole environment was very oppressive.
As the gaze shifts, one can see that in the temporary dungeon not far away, a person soaking wet has their wrists and ankles bound by iron chains, with bright red marks on their wrists and ankles.
His clothes were tattered, and many of his wounds had become new, some of which had even festered, perhaps because they had been soaking in the water for too long.
The man had his head down, his hair was a mess, and if it weren't for the muffled groans coming from him, one would have thought he was dead.
"Good morning, sir!"
The guards at the dungeon entrance spoke loudly, drawing the attention of both the executioners and those in charge inside.
The empty dungeon still echoed slowly.
"You've arrived."
The man was very relaxed, sitting in a chair with his legs crossed, as if he were appreciating some kind of art.
To his right was a small table. On it were cut fruit, small cakes, and red wine…
This setup should be in a dessert shop, or at the very least, an office. Right now, this person is sipping red wine while watching the bloody scene in front of him.
Qi Jiu looked at him, her face expressionless. "Mm."
The person in front of her was her master's fourth apprentice, a madman, and coincidentally, she herself was too.
The person who had been following Talin was very perceptive; he had already prepared a chair next to Talin when Qi Jiu entered the dungeon.
Seeing this, the girl naturally sat down next to her.
"Little Qiqi, look, I'm still not as good as you at this torturous thing."
Tallinn raised his chin and pointed at the person bound by chains, giving him a look. The people next to him who were about to carry out the execution again stepped aside.
The girl didn't speak, but simply nodded and stepped forward.
At such close range, the prisoner's wounds were even more obvious: in addition to whip marks, there were also marks from sharp weapons and burns...
As soon as you get close, you can smell a foul odor.
Having spent a considerable amount of time in the water dungeon, the wounds on my body began to fester, and coupled with not having bathed for a long time...
Qi Jiu touched her nose, but her disdain was not visible on her face.
She looked at the still-bleeding wounds on the prisoner's body and pursed her lips. "How have you been lately?"
The woman's voice was cold and aloof, which startled the person in front of her, causing them to slowly raise their head. The chains on their hands began to rattle excitedly.
"7...7? You're number 7!"
His physical weakness made his voice less than strong, but Qi Jiu could still hear the gritted teeth in his words.
He seemed to really want him dead.
"Yes, it's me."
Her calmness only fueled the emotions of the person opposite her.
If this had happened just now, even if he had been hit, he would have just groaned a few times and wouldn't have made any move, since he couldn't even lift his head.
But now, without Qi Jiu doing anything, he shook the iron chains, making them rattle as if he had suddenly gained strength.
"If I had known this would work, I would have called you back in the first place. What was the point of that listless execution before?"
The male voice behind him was languid, and a casual smile played on Tarlin's sickly pale face.
Qi Jiu smiled and said, "I don't have time to travel like this every day in China. This is quite a coincidence."
Tarlin was taken aback, then seemed to realize something, and shook his head with a doting smile, "That's right, you're the one who defeated the top scorer in the college entrance examination in City A. I didn't expect our little Qiqi to be so amazing."
The seven people who followed Han Yan were all crazy. Although they were crazy in their dealings with others, they all tacitly showed their affection to their youngest junior sister.
"Come to China when you have time, and I'll treat you to a tour of China's beautiful landscapes."
China is an ancient cultural nation, and its profound cultural heritage is unmatched by any other country.
Talin laughed: "Fourth Brother, just wait."
After exchanging a few simple pleasantries, Qi Jiu turned her attention back to the person in front of her.
She seemed to understand why this man was so agitated upon seeing her; perhaps it was because she had personally captured him.
He hates it.
"What's all the fuss about? Aren't you fearless? But your family seems scared; they keep begging me. What do you suggest we do?"
A strange smile appeared on the girl's face. She watched as terror slowly crept onto the face in front of her, and the smile on her lips became even more pronounced.
She seemed to have his lifeline.
This kind of person works so hard internationally, and although he may have his share of bad behavior, only his family can give him warmth. Now, his family seems to have become his last straw, just like now.
"You madman! What are you doing! What have you done! What have you done! Where are they?!"
The chains rattled back and forth as he shook them, creating a very noisy scene in the dungeon.
He roared at Qi Jiu in a voice he had never used before. The 'madman' he had been talking about was now looking at him calmly, and it was he who was shouting and yelling who looked like the madman.