A Man in Another World: The Yellow-Haired Warrior Who Infiltrated Pure Love

"Oh, you're planning to let me out?"

Zeramir shifted his gaze to the open door.

"Do you think that's possible."

Yuan Hua picked up the splint and took a look. He had to admit, the person was even better looking than in the photo.

"let me out."

Zeramiel's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I don't know what methods you used to get me here. You dared to bring me in while I was sleeping. You're really not afraid of my revenge, are you...?"

"Tell me, how are you planning to get revenge on me?"

Yuan Hua squatted down and got closer to Zeramir.

“This level of prison can’t hold me at all. Once I release the restrictions on my body, it will be your death day.”

Zeramir's eyes were filled with indifference.

"Tsk."

Yuan Hua spat lightly.

"Since you've come this far, I certainly can't let you off the hook..."

"Hmph, you can try. No matter what methods you use, I will never yield."

Zeramiel gave a cold laugh.

Roland next door shook his head slightly and continued reading, pretending to be dead.

"Still too young."

"Roland, would you like to watch some entertainment?"

Yuan Hua softly called out to the witch Roland next door.

"I will obey my master's orders."

Roland had no reason to refuse; since it wasn't directed at him, there was no harm in taking a look.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Yuan Hua casually tore open Zeramir's clothes, causing Zeramir to scream in terror!

“Ah ...

"Time for punishment!"

Chapter 65 Since you're unwilling to speak, then I'll have no choice but to open the door.

"What do you want to do! Let me go! Let me go!!!"

Zeramir struggled incessantly, but having lost her power, she had no ability to even fight back in the most basic way.

"Get your situation straight. This is a prison. You are a prisoner. You have no right to resist. Here, you don't even have humanitarian rights. Didn't your parents teach you the principle of being punished for wrongdoing when you were a child?"

Yuan Hua grabbed Zelamir by the neck.

"My family and all that stuff, they're all dead by my hand long ago, ptooey!"

Zeramir wanted to spit, but Yuan Hua pressed it back down.

"Swallow it."

A cold glint flashed in Yuan Hua's eyes.

"I want an obedient dog, not a wild wolf."

"You...are...dreaming..."

A red light flashed in Zeramir's eyes...

"Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to discipline you. The fiercer you are now, the more humble you will become later."

You can't be soft on this kind of person. If you give in even a little, she will only become more and more demanding. Although her current actions are not too outrageous, some methods will be used on her sooner or later. Why not take advantage of her weakness to suppress her?

(P.S.: In dealing with people, never let them test your limits.)

"Like I said, bring 'Mom' over here."

Zeramir clenched his fists, searching for any weakness in Yuan Hua's defenses.

Two-centimeter-thick hemp rope was tied around Zeramiel's body, and as before, his legs were positioned in an M-shape. After securing it, he was hoisted up.

Yuan Hua glanced at the "fashion fragments" on the ground and kicked them out of the prison.

The cell was very clean; you could lie on the floor and roll around without getting dirty because the cell itself had a cleaning function, so clothes were optional.

Since Zeramir is so tough, then let's crush her pride and dignity completely. What could be more shameful than being stripped bare like a lamb?

Yes, of course.

Yuan Hua, who is well-versed in criminal psychology, has plenty of methods.

Ignoring Zeramiel's hateful gaze, Yuan Hua went next door and opened the iron gate.

"Come on, come on."

Yuan Hua waved to Luo Lan.

"Yes, dear master."

Roland put down his book and was about to lie down when Yuan Hua's voice rang out again.

"Just come out here. Today I'll allow you to be a human being."

Prisoners don't have a dedicated panel, but their servility is visible. Roland has 87% servility floating above his head, so his obedience should be self-evident.

Then look at Zeramiel, who has a zero on his head. How can you compare them?

Yuan Hua took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, pried open Zelamir's jaw, and poured it directly into it.

"Waaaaahh ...

"Swallow it, it's good stuff."

Yuan Hua simply grabbed her chin and pinned it down.

"Ugh—what did you give me to drink?!"

Zeramir smacked his lips; this stuff actually tasted a little sweet...

"Diuretics."

Roland: ? ? ?

You're really mean...

Have you starved all the pandas outside to death?

"Bastard! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!!"

Zeramir continued to struggle...

"Come on, let's sit here and watch her perform."

Yuan Hua moved the "Lying Down and Winning" chair from the corner and sat directly opposite Zeramiel, spreading his arms wide after lying down.

Come here, let me hug you.

"Eek—"

Roland's pretty face flushed slightly, but she still climbed onto the recliner and nestled in Yuan Hua's arms, her masochistic tendencies completely activated by him.

"Her little garden isn't as pretty as yours."

Yuan Hua grinned mischievously and opened his mouth to take Roland's earlobe into his mouth.

"Waaaaah—you mean guy, you're bullying me..."

Roland buried her head even deeper, still unable to tell whether Yuan Hua was punishing Zeramir or herself.

"You adulterous couple, ptooey!"

Zeramir felt the urge to urinate, and his expression changed drastically...

My legs were tied up with rope and suspended in the air, I couldn't hold it in anymore, I really couldn't hold it in!!!

"Despicable! Shameless! Vulgar! If you're so capable, then release my restraints! Let's fight! If you lose, you can let me go!"

I've never seen such a shameless person!!!

"Bastard! If you've got the guts, kill me! Don't humiliate me!!!"

"..."

……

Seeing the human-shaped showerhead hanging in mid-air, Yuan Hua laughed, patted Luo Lan on the back, and gestured for her to get up.

Roland slowly opened his eyes, got up from the recliner, and stood next to Yuan Hua.

"Keep cursing, keep cursing, why don't you stop?"

Yuan Hua crossed his leg over his other leg and stared with interest at Zelamir, whose eyes were glazed over.

“I…should have…smacked you on the head harder…”

Zeramir gritted his teeth and forced out those words.

"Ha, impossible."

Yuan Hua gave a cold laugh.

"I already calculated the distance; no matter how hard you try, you won't reach the recliner."

"Give me a chance..."

"No."

Don't even think about it, we won't give you any chance, no matter what we say.

Even if you are given the opportunity, you may not be able to use it, so it's better not to waste your time.