It's just a toy, why would you care if it breaks?

"The experience... was alright." Wei Xun paused, then got straight to the point: "I want 073 to be completely mine, to break away from the club. Is that possible? I'm willing to pay any price."

Xiao Zhi's smile faltered, his fingers holding the tablet paused for a moment, and then he quickly smoothed things over: "Mr. Wei, it's just a toy. You can play with it however you want. Making it completely obedient to you is the same as making it belong to you, isn't it?"

"That's not what I meant." Wei Xun's tone became more serious. "I want him to be completely removed from the club, freed from all surveillance and constraints..."

Just then, the door to the reception room was pushed open.

A woman in her thirties, dressed in a red suit and skirt, walked in. She had exquisite makeup, a polite smile, but her eyes held a chilling coldness.

She said, "Mr. Wei, hello, I'm A Ning, the sales manager. I'm here to answer your question about product ownership."

Wei Xun looked at her warily. This woman exuded a powerful aura, making her much more difficult to deal with than Xiao Zhi.

"Mr. Wei, you may not be familiar with the club's rules." A Ning sat down on the sofa opposite Wei Xun with an elegant posture: "The club owns all the products. Customers only have the right to use them. They can transfer or renew the lease, but they cannot terminate the ownership without authorization."

She paused, then continued, "If the product is damaged, such as resulting in serious injury or death, the club will handle it accordingly; if a customer violates the contract, such as failing to take care of the product for more than three days or taking the product out of the country, the club has the right to recall the product for resale."

Wei Xun's heart sank.

He could tell from A Ning's tone that there was a warning in her voice; the club would never agree to let Nan Yan slip out of their control.

They treat people like commodities and don't value life at all.

He knew that persisting would be pointless and would only arouse suspicion.

His goal was to understand the club's situation and find a way to save Nan Yan, not to confront them head-on.

Wei Xun suppressed his anger and forced a smile: "I see. Since it's the club's rule, I won't force you."

Seeing that he was no longer insisting, Ah Ning's smile softened: "Mr. Wei is using our products for the first time, so it's inevitable that he might develop some unnecessary feelings towards the toys. That's alright, try a few more, and you'll know which product suits your taste better."

She turned to Xiao Zhi and said, "Xiao Zhi, introduce some higher-end products to Mr. Wei. Make sure Mr. Wei is satisfied."

"Okay, Manager Ning."

Xiao Zhi immediately picked up the tablet: "Here, we have 'toys' of all skin colors, races, ages, body types, voices, and sexual experiences..."

"For example, Mr. Wei, the toy you have here has no actual sexual experience before it leaves the factory. It is very pure. Some customers like this kind of toy, especially those with sexual dysfunction."

He opened an encrypted folder: "Mr. Wei, look, these are our products, divided into three categories: docile pets, skilled courtesans, and specialty handicrafts."

Wei Xun looked down at the tablet; the images and videos on the screen were shocking.

In the "docile pets" series, the characters are all trained "toys" that are completely obedient to commands. They are dressed up as various animals, made into living furniture, or are just plain silly. They all have empty eyes and no sense of resistance.

The "Special Talent Courtesan" series features "toys" that excel in various talents. In the videos, they... wear ballet tutus... play the cello... play chess... and ski while... (description prohibited).

The "Special Handmade" series exceeded Wei Xun's expectations.

The products inside had all undergone organ modification. Some had delicate glass eyes; some had their limbs amputated; some had mechanical prosthetics; some had animal organs transplanted; and some had even undergone grotesque modifications, castrations, or enhancements... The scenes were bloody and perverse, even more horrifying than Dr. Zhao described.

Wei Xun felt a wave of nausea wash over him, and he barely managed to hold it in.

This club is nothing short of hell on earth.

"These are some of the more popular styles," Xiao Zhi said enthusiastically, pointing to the screen.

Wei Xun's gaze fell on a locked folder on the tablet, and he asked, "What's this?"

"This is a private, customized catalog exclusively for five-star clients."

Xiao Zhi explained, "Inside are higher-level customization plans, which can only be viewed by five-star customers. You need to have accumulated spending of 100 million or be recommended by an existing five-star customer to unlock the customization function."

Wei Xun understood immediately; the threshold for five-star clients was so high that the power behind them was unimaginable.

Just then, the boy lying on the ground suddenly jerked, and the glass coffee table on his back shook.

The coffee cup on top tilted, and the coffee spilled out.

"Useless!" A trainer in a black leather jacket suddenly rushed in and kicked the boy in the waist. "You couldn't even last five hours?!"

The boy let out a painful cry.

Xiao Zhi, who had been all smiles, now wore a ferocious expression and ordered in a stern voice, "Disturbing the VIP's enjoyment, drag him away, lock him up in solitary confinement, and starve him for three days!"

The trainer immediately stepped forward, grabbed the dog by the leash, and dragged him out.

Wei Xun's face turned extremely pale as he watched this scene, and the discomfort in his stomach intensified.

He couldn't stay any longer and just wanted to leave this disgusting place immediately.

Just then, the phone rang, breaking the silence of the meeting room.

Wei Xun took out his phone and saw that it displayed Dou Xiao's number. He breathed a sigh of relief; this was his chance to leave.

Wei Xun gestured for Xiao Zhi to be quiet, then answered the phone, his tone deliberately impatient: "Feed?"

"Brother-in-law!" Dou Xiao's voice came through the phone. "Qinglin told me you didn't go to the company today. Where are you having fun? Take me with you! I'm so bored and lonely in the hotel by myself!"

"Don't make a sound." Wei Xun frowned and said into the phone, "I have something to do here, we'll talk later."

"No, brother-in-law, I'm so bored!" Dou Xiao persisted. "Where are you? I'll come find you. I promise I won't bother you. I'll just stay by your side and watch you."

Wei Xun sighed, feigning helplessness, "Alright, I'll come find you now. You wait at the hotel."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Xiao Zhi and said, "Sorry, my future brother-in-law is very persistent, so I can't choose carefully today. Let's talk about it next time."

"It's alright, Mr. Wei, I understand." Xiao Zhi still had a respectful smile on his face: "You can contact me anytime you have time, and I will reserve exclusive service for you."

"Okay." Wei Xun nodded, got up and left.

Xiao Zhi escorted him all the way to the underground parking lot.

It was the same car they had come in. A waiter handed them an eye mask and headphones: "Mr. Wei, you will need to wear these on the return trip as well."

Wei Xun put on his blindfold and headphones, started the car, and returned the way he came.

This time, he had no mind for anything else; his mind was filled with scenes from the club.

Those living, breathing people who were treated like toys, arbitrarily modified and abused, that boy who was used as a coffee table...

The scars on Nan Yan's body and the impending end of her life weighed heavily on his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped.

The waiter removed his blindfold: "Mr. Wei, we've arrived at the hotel."

Wei Xun opened the car door and got out. He glanced at his phone; it was exactly noon.