Necro carried her straight back inside the palace walls. Shen Tang guiltily averted her gaze, avoiding the sight of the headless corpses lying around.
It’s over; after killing so many of his subordinates, won’t this dog of a man beco enraged and seek vengeance?
Shen Tang could see that Necro was an arrogant male. This kind of male was naturally drawn to the "delicate little white flower" act, so she decided to strike first:
"These rogue beastn are too terrifying... They intended to do sothing horrible to ! You... you rebel army are all wicked villains! I hate it here, I want to leave, please let go!"
She gently pounded on the man’s chest, struggling, while covering her chest with the other hand, her eyes brimming with tears, the corners of her eyes reddened—which would make anyone feel pity for her.
Necro’s expression suddenly darkened. He glanced at the beastn corpses and, with a wave of his large hand, turned them into a mist of blood.
Even the rebel beastn who ca upon hearing the noise and were hiding behind were executed by him.
He looked down at the female in his arms, his slender fingers gently wiping away the moisture at the corner of her eyes, his tone surprisingly carrying a hint of appeasent,
"Does this ease your anger?"
Shen Tang was shocked by his decisive and ruthless thods—truly worthy of being a cold-blooded, heartless mber of the Blood Clan, even casually silencing his own people!
She couldn’t help but swallow hard.
Necro looked at her dazed expression and couldn’t resist reaching out to touch her face—she was so adorable, with every frown and smile.
Shen Tang frowned slightly, instinctively turning her head to dodge.
Necro didn’t mind.
She was just scared; it was understandable.
He changed the subject, asking, "What were you doing sitting on the palace wall earlier?"
Shen Tang replied dryly, "Watching the scenery."
Necro’s gaze was deep as night, as if he had already seen through her little intentions, "Watching the scenery? Or planning to run away?"
"..."
He spoke haughtily, "Prey that gets caught by shouldn’t even think about escaping."
"Stay obediently by my side, and don’t think about running away."
Shen Tang was brought back to the palace by him.
Whether out of guilt or fear of startling her again, Necro’s movents were much gentler, his pace slower.
At an angle unnoticeable to the man, a trace of slyness flashed in Shen Tang’s eyes.
To deal with this kind of man, the pure and innocent white flower act was indeed the most effective—it both inspired a desire to protect and made him feel guilty.
Since he fell for it, she might as well make full use of it.
She could act until he cried!
...
Necro directly carried Shen Tang into a luxurious palace.
A large bed in the center, draped in dark red curtains, exuding an irresistible charm, made her feel like she was hallucinating about certain high-end modern romantic hotels...
Shen Tang tensed up all over, asking, "Where is this place?"
Necro glanced at her, as if she were stating the obvious, "This is where the leader rests—my sleeping palace."
Shen Tang’s eyes widened, arms protecting her chest, nervously saying, "You! Don’t you dare try anything! I would rather die than submit!"
"Heh, rest assured, I have a lot of patience with you, I won’t force you," Necro squinted his profound black eyes, speaking in a aningful way.
She was different from other females—taking her by force would be too dull.
Not only did he want her body, but he also wanted her heart!
Shen Tang secretly sighed with relief but still felt uneasy. Being alone in a room with him as a male and female, the atmosphere was inevitably delicate.
She hurriedly broke the silence, asking, "By the way, your injury... is it healed?"
She twitched her nose, no longer slling the scent of blood.
Necro, right in front of her, tore off his shirt, revealing his well-built upper body.
His left chest was completely intact—there wasn’t a wound or even a scar to be seen!
Shen Tang’s pupils quivered—it’s only been half a day, and his injuries had completely healed? Wasn’t it said that wounds of the Blood Clan were hard to heal? Could the information be wrong?
"What kind of look is that?" Necro looked down at her, seemingly displeased.
Shen Tang hurriedly restrained her expression, feigning a complicated look, and coldly huffed, "I didn’t expect it to heal so fast... truly, trouble lasts a thousand years!"
Looking at her contradicting and spoiled manner, Necro’s desire to completely conquer her body and mind grew even stronger!
His intentions stirred again, "Tonight..."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish, Shen Tang directly transford back to her original form—a small, furry kitten, not much bigger than his palm; whatever he intended, he couldn’t do it, "You promised not to force !"
Necro had to suppress his urges, thinking of a slow conquest over ti.
Seducing her bit by bit would be much more interesting!
Shen Tang had no interest in playing his slow ga. Living in the rebel army’s territory was like enduring years of torture; she grew increasingly anxious, attempting to uncover Blood Clan secrets, but she always ca up empty-handed.
The system reminded her, [Host, although the Love at First Sight Spray has given Necro a filter for you, making him feel affinity, this level of affection isn’t enough to make a scheming rebel leader entrust his heart. If you wish to uncover Blood Clan secrets, you may need to increase his affinity further.]
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