Chapter 127 Blood Debt Repaid with Blood
When the convoy returned to the manor, Mo Xiaohan and Ruan Xingchen were already waiting in front of the annex building.
"Xia Xia!" Seeing Savika holding Su Lixia out of the car, Ruan Xingchen immediately stepped forward, holding her pregnant belly.
"Senior... I almost..." Su Lixia curled up in Savika's arms and trembled slightly, as if she had not yet completely recovered from the horrific experience in the warehouse.
"Don't be afraid... We're home." She gently held Su Lixia's hand, "No one can hurt you again."
Mo Xiaohan's gaze lingered on Su Lixia for a moment: "The doctor is upstairs."
Savika didn't say anything, just nodded slightly to Mo Xiaohan, and walked straight to the bedroom with Su Lixia in her arms. The doctor was already waiting inside.
He laid her gently on the bed, and the doctor immediately came forward to examine Su Lixia, treating her minor scrapes and bruises. When the disinfectant touched the wound on her wrist where the hemp rope had rubbed it, she shuddered slightly with pain.
"Be gentle!" Savika pushed the doctor away. "Can't you see she's in pain?"
"I'm fine." Su Lixia gently pulled the corner of his clothes, her voice weak.
Savika glanced at the doctor sharply, motioning him to continue, but she still stayed by his side, the atmosphere so low it was suffocating.
"Miss Su was primarily frightened, but the superficial injuries aren't serious," the doctor reported cautiously to Savika. "I'll prescribe some tranquilizers and sleep aids. She'll recover after a few days of rest."
Savika nodded, leaned over and gently kissed Su Lixia's forehead: "From now on, I will never let you out of my sight again."
After taking the tranquilizer, Su Lixia finally couldn't resist the exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.
Savika sat by her bed, gently tucking the quilt in for her. He stared at her brows, which were still slightly furrowed even in her sleep, a complex mix of emotions swirling in his eyes. There was relief at having lost something, there was surging anger, but most of all, there was a bloodthirsty murderous intent.
He stayed with her like this for a long time, until he was sure her breathing was steady, then he quietly got up and left.
In the study, Mo Xiaohan held a freshly lit cigar between his fingertips, as if waiting for him, while A Tai stood quietly beside him with his hands hanging down.
"The brother and sister on Lombok Island," Mo Xiaohan exhaled a puff of smoke and said lightly: "Are you going to handle it yourself? Or..."
"Of course I'll avenge myself." Savika's eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Especially Nadia. Doesn't she love to play? I'll play with her until she regrets having those dirty thoughts."
"I've already 'informed' the Sultan about this." Mo Xiaohan's lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm: "He expressed 'deep regret' and is willing to pay any price in exchange for the safety of his children."
"The price? Sure. Ask their family to hand over the Sultan's seal and give up all the shipping routes they hold as compensation. As for safety..." Savika's voice suddenly turned cold, "You've put my life at risk, and you still expect safety?"
"The person has been tied up in the torture room." A Tai said at the right time.
Mohism, underground torture chamber.
Nadia and Alim were chained to the rack, and the former pampering of the Sultan's children was gone.
Nadia's dress, which had been torn by Savika, could no longer cover her body. The scars on her face left by the Dharma knife had solidified into a hideous purple-red color. Due to the injection of drugs, her body was convulsing uncontrollably.
Alim's wrist, shot by Savika, was hastily bandaged, the blood oozing out already staining the bandage red. The spinal injury made his lower body almost unable to move, and he could only lean helplessly against the rack.
Savika walked in slowly, holding a dharma knife. When Nadia saw him, she burst into tears and begged, "Brother Savika! I was wrong!" Her cries echoed in the torture chamber, filled with despair, "I really know I was wrong! I just liked you too much..."
Savika seemed not to hear and walked straight to her. "Do you know why I let you live until now?" He lifted her chin with the tip of the knife. "Because death is too easy for you."
"I saved your life!" Nadia struggled frantically, her shackles rattling. "How could you be so heartless..."
"You saved my life, and the thank you Mr. Mo gave me was more than enough to repay that kindness. But you chose to be greedy and plot against the Mo family." His voice was chilling. "From the moment you dared to have any thoughts about her, your family's path has come to an end."
"Savika...let me explain..." Alim's voice was distorted by fear. "This is all a misunderstanding...We just wanted to invite Miss Su to be our guest..."
"Be my guest? Invite me with drugs and ropes?" Dama's knife slowly moved downwards. Savika's eyes were devoid of warmth, only undisguised murderous intent: "If you touch my people, you will pay with blood."
A flash of knife light passed by! Nadia's right little finger flew to the ground. She looked at her bleeding hand and let out a howl that was not human.
Savika glanced at the severed finger on the ground and whispered to the guard in the corner, "Throw it to the dogs."
Alim struggled and roared: "The Mohist School will not allow you to kill your partners..."
"Cooperation? Are you worthy?" Savika scoffed. The Dharma Blade stabbed into Alim's shoulder blade, slowly twisting. Alim's body instantly tensed into a bow, and he let out a shrill scream.
"You dare to inject drugs into my woman..." Savika leaned close to his face, which was twisted in pain, "You deserve to have your marrow crushed."
The knife handle churned repeatedly, and as his screams gradually faded into the creaking sound of a broken bellows, Savika yanked the knife free. Alim collapsed like mud, his body twitching involuntarily.
"Take good care of Lord Alim." Savika slowly wiped the blood from the knife and instructed the executioner behind him: "Let him learn the Mohist 'rules', but don't let him die. The Sultan needs him alive as a 'witness'."
"Yes, sir!" the executioner replied in a deep voice.
Amidst Alim's latest screams, Savika looked at Nadia, who was twisting and screaming in agony from the severed finger. "As for you... I'll send you to the dirtiest prison in Bangkok. There are ten prisoners there with 'dirty diseases,' waiting to 'serve' my 'savior.'"
"No..." Nadia shook her head frantically, speaking incoherently: "You can't...don't..."
"I'll inject you with enough kye thi every day..." A cruel smile curled up the corner of his mouth. "When you become addicted to drugs, your body is festered, and you experience the true hell on earth while you're still alive, that will be my 'repayment'."
With that, Savika turned and left the torture chamber. The iron door slowly closed behind him, isolating the despair and pain within.
Mo Xiaohan stood in front of the surveillance screen and waved to A Tai, "Clean it up." He glanced at the screen and said indifferently, "As for Lombok Island, give it to that wolf cub as one of the betrothal gifts."
"Fortunately..." Ruan Xingchen leaned gently into his arms: "Our child will not have to go through this."
"Of course she won't experience that." His palm gently covered her abdomen, feeling the throbbing of life, "Because I will nip all threats in the bud."
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