"Alright, don't worry, let's think of a way."
The Third Elder told Zhuque to calm down and exchanged glances with the other elders.
The elders nodded and began to discuss the matter.
...
Demonic Cult
It remains to be seen what methods the martial arts elders will devise to deal with him.
Shen Yulou fell asleep after a short while.
In his drowsy state, he had a very sticky nightmare, like the struggle of a drowning person, his whole body was wet and sticky, and something was wrapped around his feet.
He was soon awakened by the fright while clutching his blanket.
The room was pitch black, and the faint clanging of the swaying chains was exceptionally clear in the silence.
He drew back the bed curtains, got out of bed, and lit the corner lamp, casting a long, long shadow of Chi Yuan.
I rinsed my mouth and washed my face to clear my head.
Fine water droplets clung to her eyelashes, like dewdrops trembling on the tips of grass blades in the early morning.
He blinked gently, and tears rolled down his cheeks. Some of them stung his eyes, while others slid down his face.
Shen Yulou sniffed and rubbed his eyes, but still couldn't help walking over to Chi Yuan and touching his forehead and the thin undergarment he was wearing.
Are you cold? Do you want me to cover you with a blanket?
Although the doors and windows were closed, the bedroom was still a bit cold at night. Touching Chi Yuan's icy undergarments, Shen Yulou wondered how she could "give" him a blanket.
The chains suddenly began to sway more violently, and Chi Yuan's eyelashes fluttered as Shen Yulou touched him awake.
"What does the cult leader want to do?"
His voice, hoarse from just waking up, was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.
A pebble is thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that make the already somewhat subtle atmosphere even more enigmatic.
Chi Yuan tilted his head slightly, and Shen Yulou's eyes instinctively darted away, as if he had been burned by the blunt question.
His gaze swept erratically across the face, but froze when it met the other person's slightly sleepy eyes.
Those eyes were now veiled with a layer of moisture from just waking up and a glint of cold light, half-hidden by long eyelashes, revealing a hint of weariness from just waking up.
"I crave your body, so I'll touch you to quench my thirst."
Shen Yulou straightened his face again and made excuses for himself. To prove his point, he touched her twice more in an ambiguous way.
He's no longer that thin-skinned vixen; he's a thick-skinned fox now.
Chi Yuan didn't speak. Perhaps he wasn't fooled by Shen Yulou's words, or perhaps he knew that struggling would be futile.
He simply lowered his head and let Shen Yulou's hands roam over his body without making any reaction, as the chained hands were pulled down slightly.
Shen Yulou quickly noticed the red marks on Chi Yuan's wrist from the chains, which seemed to have a hint of purple in them.
"I had no idea that the Alliance Leader had such fair skin."
He clasped his hands in front of his chest, staring at Chi Yuan with an ambiguous look, but his words were still sharp, trying to use these flippant words to cover up the slight heartache in his heart.
Chi Yuan remained silent, his head bowed so that his expression was obscured, with only a few strands of hair falling across his forehead and swaying with his soft breathing.
“Speak! I command you to speak.”
Feeling like she was performing a one-woman show with herself, Shen Meiren finally couldn't take it anymore and pinched Chi Yuan's face to make him talk to her.
"What does the cult leader want me to say?"
Chi Yuan had been forced to look up countless times by Shen Yulou, his eyes numb like those of a manipulated puppet.
Who could accept this?
Anyway, Shen Yulou couldn't accept it.
Okay, it's just heartache, a heartache that's hard to ignore.
Honestly, I always soften up when I'm around this man.
Shen Yulou despised himself for being so spineless, pouted, and put down the slender fingers that had been pinching his cheek, while also forcefully tilting Chi Yuan's face to the side.
Silence spread through the air.
"Are you cold?"
A cold, small, dry sound came from his throat and clearly reached Chi Yuan's ears.
Chi Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed.
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