After knocking down five beastly men, the vicious female escaped

Chapter 167 Attempt to Rescue
Caught off guard, Romand met a pair of beautiful eyes with a clear yellow glow. His long black eyelashes trembled silently, and he froze on the spot.

"Have the guards at the gate step back."

Seeing his dark, golden eyes glaze over, Wen Shu coldly gave the order.

As he prepared to sit up, his tightly clasped wrists suddenly broke free, and he grabbed her hands and pressed them above her head.

"This is truly... such a wonderful surprise!"

As he spoke, two soft "click" sounds rang out beside his ears as his wrists were caught in two cold iron shackles.

Romand leaned down, his tall figure obscuring the bed curtains, a hint of amazement flashing in his dark eyes.

"No wonder you carry this with you." He raised an eyebrow and chuckled, taking out a familiar magnetic ball from his pocket and holding it lightly in his palm. "Female, you're quite something."

Wen Shu's fingertips brushed against the edge of the shackles, secretly groping, her lips pressed tightly together, stalling for time, "I don't trust any of you. If you're really a good person, let me go."

Her eyes were sharp, and her long, messy hair was spread out on the bed, making her skin appear even smoother and whiter. She was so beautiful and aloof that it was hard to look away.

Romand's pupils dilated slightly as his gaze swept over her cold expression, growing increasingly satisfied.

I finally understand a little bit about what Luo Fei and Lach like about her.

Like receiving a new toy, he cupped Wen Shu's face in his palm, his rough fingertips tracing the corners of her eyes inch by inch, leaving faint red marks, his gaze growing even deeper.

"It doesn't matter,"

Romand's bright red lips curved into a smile, and he sighed softly, "You don't trust me now, but that doesn't mean you won't in the future. We have plenty of time; we can take it slow..."

He lowered his head slightly, planted a kiss on Wen Shu's cheek, inhaled her subtle fragrance, and smiled with pleasure.

"I have something to take care of. I'll come back to be with you after I'm done."

A gentle, husky voice whispered in my ear.

His gaze swept over the shackles by the bedside, noticing the red marks on her wrists. His eyes darkened, and he left the room, kneading his fingertips.

Without turning his head, he displayed the same confidence as Luo Fei.

The door creaked shut.

After confirming that he had left, Wen Shu extended half of her sharp claws from her fingertips, located the buckle of the magnetic shackles, and deftly flicked it to break it.

He took the poisoned thorn from the bedside and followed the route he remembered to the dungeon.

As soon as she stepped into the dark cell, she heard a series of sounds of flesh being torn apart coming from the innermost part of the cell.

Thinking of who might be there, Wen Shu frowned slightly. She used a poisoned dart to knock down the executioner, but instead of rescuing Luo Fei immediately, she walked towards Lach.

He has lost too much blood and has fallen into a coma.

Wen Shu cut through the magnetic restraints, pulled him into her arms, and swiftly began treatment.

Under the ethereal white light, the bloody hole in Rach's body slowly healed.

Feeling a familiar sense of comfort, he grasped Wen Shu's wrist, his blue eyes slowly opening as he saw her face bathed in light, a smile playing on his lips.

"My lady, you've finally arrived..."

Meeting his burning gaze, Wen Shu's palm flickered hesitantly for a few seconds before she looked away and whispered, "Rah, I need you to enter into a Beast God Contract."

She pursed her lips, her emotions a complex mix, as she heard his resolute response beside her.

"Of course, what does the female master need me to do?"

His eyes were so sincere and passionate that they burned, and his deep, handsome face followed Wen Shu's gaze with an almost clingy intensity.

"Help me rescue Luo Fei, take us to the Isa Empire, and never again arrest or threaten me..."

Of course he would help her; there was no need for a beast god contract.

Rach blinked, somewhat confused, but still read it aloud word by word.

He couldn't wait to get up, pick Wen Shu up, and push open the cell door. "Shall we go?"

Before they could even take a step, a slight tremor ran overhead, and the sound of orderly, heavy footsteps was slowly approaching.

Romand discovered it.

Wen Shu no longer hesitated, gripping the hand around her waist tightly, her palm flashing with white light, and murmured as she looked at Lach, "I will miss you very much."

Her voice was very soft, but Rach heard it clearly, and even he, who was slow to realize, sensed something was wrong.

He understood that he would not only be of no help, but would also be a burden to the female. However, the original "Rach" was simply not worthy of the female.

"Mistress, no..."

My chaotic thoughts gradually became clear.

He wanted to break free from the rejection, but when he saw the female's reddened eyes, an indescribable soreness welled up in his heart.

Is she reluctant to part with him?

Has she already developed a little bit of a liking for him?
very nice……

Rach's eyes flushed red, and a smile curved his lips as he softly asked, "Mistress, I really want to kiss you, may I?"

A low, husky murmur, slightly distorted, gently caressed the heart.

Wen Shu's long eyelashes trembled. She looked up into his tear-filled eyes and felt a pang of sadness, as if her heart had been gently squeezed.

His handsome, sinister features slowly magnified before my eyes.

She stared intently into those pure blue eyes, her breath catching in her throat for a moment before she gently lifted her face and kissed that cool, soft spot.

A fleeting kiss.

Those wet blue eyes curved into a smile.

Wen Shu pressed against his chest and stepped back a fist's distance.

Before she could recover, a cold, hard hand suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and roughly pulled her into his arms.

"Well!"

The fierce force crushed the tender lips, causing a slight stinging sensation.

Her breath was stolen, and a rough, large hand rubbed red marks on the back of her neck before forcefully gripping her chin, conquering and plundering her.

Wen Shu's eyes welled up with tears. In her vision, those fleeting blue eyes lost their clarity and ignited a sinister fire and a dark, deep desire.

The tip of my tongue felt like it was being rolled over by sand, and a strong, bloody taste filled my mouth.

Wen Shu was out of breath, her chest ached, and she bit down hard in anger.

"hiss--"

Lach frowned, his fingertips brushing against the corner of his lips, his blatant gaze sweeping over her swollen lips, a low chuckle escaping his chest, "What, you prefer that fool?"

He embraced Wen Shu around the waist, looking down at her and forcing her into a narrow corner, cupping her beautiful face in his hands.

Feeling his heart pounding, the smile deepened at the corners of his eyes, "Mistress..."

He slowly lowered his head, like a ferocious beast, hiding his blood-stained fangs, and gently pressed his lips against hers.

"it's me."

The familiar tone of voice made Wen Shu's breath catch in her throat.

In just a moment of confusion, Rach, unable to restrain himself, took that soft spot into his mouth, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Meeting his eyes, which were filled with a crimson mist, Wen Shu finally realized that the person in front of her could not possibly be the Lach she knew.

Her lips were sticky, and she frowned, then slammed her knee into him hard. "Get out of my way!"

"Uh--"

A painful groan sounded from above, and the two restraints loosened slightly.

Wen Shu tried to ignore the tingling sensation and took the opportunity to press down on his arm, but it was instead held back roughly.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Rach's eyes, but a smile played on his lips. "If you destroy this thing, how will you have any fun, Mistress?"

Upon understanding what he meant, Wen Shu's brows furrowed so deeply they could have trapped a fly.

She took several steps back, wiping her lips forcefully. "Romander's men are coming soon. Do you want to die?"

Upon hearing this, Lach's expression changed slightly. He stared at Wen Shu's face, and as if remembering something, a dark killing intent crept into his eyes.

"Romande..."

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