Chapter 611: Hou Yunjiao Spits Blood, Qin Ruan Discovers Clues
Chapter 611: Hou Yunjiao Spits Blood, Qin Ruan Discovers Clues
Hou Chuan raised his head and scanned the various dark guards of the Punishment Hall around him.
When Qin Ruan appeared, these people only glanced at her indifferently, not treating her as half of their master.
Even though their attitudes and tone were respectful, there was no trace of reverence in their eyes.
The Punishment Hall was controlled by Third Young Master Hou, and the only master they recognized was the one in power in the Hou family.
The dark guards of the Punishment Hall were different from those who accompanied the Hou family. They only obeyed Hou Yunjiao's orders and were always lofty figures.
Except for the master, no one could gain their approval.
Although Hou Chuan was the manager of the Punishment Hall, he only had a good relationship with a few people inside. Usually, he acted according to Hou Yunjiao's orders and was not troubled by them.
At this moment, the pupils of these people showed a slight movement, and the corners of their eyes kept glancing at the only person sitting at the table inside—Qin Ruan.
Hou Chuan held back his smile and signaled to the two subordinates beside him.
They immediately dragged A158 and prepared to leave.
"Wait."
Qin Ruan suddenly spoke to stop them.
She sat on the stone table and waved to the dark guards dragging A158. "The matter is not over yet, bring him over here."
The dark guards dragged the powerless A158 and threw him in front of Qin Ruan.
Qin Ruan lowered her head and saw A158 in a miserable state, his bloody hands entering her vision.
She raised her foot and stepped on his backhand.
A158 lay on the ground, aside from the initial tremor, there was no other movement.
He couldn't feel pain, but he knew that Qin Ruan had not let him go.
His body, like a dead dog, couldn't help trembling under Qin Ruan's gaze.
He was afraid.
Qin Ruan's red lips curved into a wicked smile as she asked A158, "Still can't feel the pain?"
Without a doubt, there was no response.
Qin Ruan didn't need his answer.
When A158 chose to play dead, she remotely controlled his body.
She brought him in front of her, face to face.
Qin Ruan slowly approached him, her teasing eyes assessing him.
Seeing the killing intent in A158's eyes, Qin Ruan's gentle and calm expression suddenly changed, and her eyes became as fierce as a storm pressing down.
This person was truly fearless.
He made her want to crush him into the mud.
Qin Ruan's eyes flickered with a cold light. "As a good person, I will keep my word. Since I let you out, I must make sure you don't have it easy. Enjoy the rest of your life."
Qin Ruan knew that with A158's actions, he wouldn't die easily.
"Ugh..."
A158 curled up on the ground, feeling the pain attacking every inch of his body. He was about to pass out from the pain.
His body trembled like he had Parkinson's disease, constantly shaking.
"Ah, ah, ah!!!"
"Kill me, please kill me!"
"Please, I beg you, kill me!!!"
A158 couldn't bear this level of pain. He cried and begged for a quick death.
But there were no such good things in this world.
He had a chance to escape before, but he had to provoke Qin Ruan and ended up in such a sorry state before begging for mercy.
It was too late, there was no time left.
Qin Ruan coldly laughed twice and stood up, walking towards two other people kneeling on the ground, their hands and feet bound by chains.
These two were the ones Hou Yunjiao brought for Qin Ruan to practice on.
Seeing Qin Ruan approaching, they immediately retreated.
A158's appearance was enough to frighten them. He had all suffered at the hands of this woman.
They didn't want to experience that, they just wanted to stay as far away as possible.
But as they retreated, Qin Ruan's steps also closed in.
One of them was very sensible and kneeled on the ground, gritting his teeth, "Miss, spare me, I'll talk, I'll talk."
"Me too, I'll confess everything!" The other person also hurriedly spoke.
They didn't want to experience the cruel punishment like A158 just now.
Qin Ruan's expression showed surprise and she stopped in her tracks.
She looked at the fear and dread in the eyes of these two.
Then she looked at A158 not far away, who was covered in blood and crying out loud.
Qin Ruan understood. She shook her head with a smile.
She hadn't done anything yet, and they were already ready to confess. It was too unchallenging.
Qin Ruan put her hands in her windbreaker pockets, and her footsteps turned.
Seeing Hou Chuan giving orders to his subordinates to take A158 away, she said to him, "The matter is resolved. You can handle the rest. I'll go back."
When she came, she saw that Hou Yunjiao didn't look too good.
She hadn't taken care of him yet today.
Hou Yunjiao's body had purple qi and black miasma. It was not like the previous contest where they were evenly matched; this time, the black miasma was dominating the situation, and the purple qi was in a weaker position.
As long as she divided some of her power every day to cleanse Hou Yunjiao's body, it would make him feel much better.
Huo Chuan nodded to Qin Ruan, "I'll see you off, Madam."
Qin Ruan waved her hand to refuse. "No need, Lin Hao and Hou Zhi are here."
She walked in front of Hou Zhi and extended her hand.
But as she bent down, she felt the heaviness in her stomach, and she slowly retracted her hand.
She pointed to Hou Zhi, who was sitting on the ground, and said to Lin Hao, "Take her with you. Let a doctor come and check on her injuries."
"Alright."
Lin Hao stepped forward and picked up the weak Hou Zhi from the ground.
The woman's face was pale, and the blood from her chest wound hadn't stopped, still oozing out.
Lin Hao could tell at a glance that Hou Zhi's injuries were severe.
If she let her walk a few steps, the wound would cause further harm. It was better to just carry her.
With Hou Zhi in his arms, her face showing discomfort, she said, "Put me down, I can walk on my own."
Lin Hao lowered his head, devoid of emotion, and said, "You fainted after walking a few steps. Let me carry you."
Back and forth would be more troublesome, it was better to just carry her.
Carrying Hou Zhi, who looked uneasy, Lin Hao hurriedly followed Qin Ruan, who had already left the small building.
...
Qin Ruan returned to the residential area.
She didn't see Hou Yunjiao on the first floor.
Walking into her room, Qin Ruan took off her windbreaker and threw it casually on the nearby sofa.
As she turned around, she saw Lin Hao carrying the weak Hou Zhi.
Qin Ruan's calm eyes focused on Huo Zhi's pale face, and she furrowed her brows. "Brother Hao, take Hou Zhi back to her room and have a doctor check on her injuries."
"Alright--"
Lin Hao carried Hou Zhi to the leftmost room on the first floor.
Qin Ruan smelled a faint rust-like bloody scent in the hall.
Sniffing the faint scent, Qin Ruan walked to the sunroom on the first floor.
She stood outside the door, looking through the glass at the graceful back of the person sitting inside, his back turned to her.
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