QTIMP -Chapter 207 Character Persona – Fool (Part 3)

Thinking of this, she clenched her hands tightly, nails digging into her palm. Her gaze gradually turned cold and sinister. It looked like she could no longer afford to be merciful.

Since a life had been taken because of her, taking it back now would also be perfectly justified.

Footsteps approached from far to near. Song Xiaxia lowered her eyes slightly, hiding the cold malice in them.

Meanwhile, Si Qiu hugged her own knees, curling herself into a ball. Ugh… she was terrified to death.

The door was suddenly yanked open. A tall, muscular man stood there, a strong smell of alcohol rushing in, followed by a stream of curses.

“Damn it, you bunch of idiots, which woman got you so worked up you can’t think straight again? You even made me come take a look—what the hell am I supposed to see? Flowers blooming out of thin air? Acting like you’ve never seen a woman before…”

The ranting stopped abruptly when his eyes met Si Qiu’s curious gaze.

After a long pause, swallowing sounds were heard. Then the man kicked the person behind him.

“Damn it, are your eyes blind? Didn’t you see she’s still soaked? What if she gets sick?!”

The kicked man quickly snapped back to attention and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Then he stepped forward, trying to pull Si Qiu up—but was kicked aside again by the tall man.

“Damn it, who do you think you are touching? Even an immortal fairy is not for you to lay hands on.”

Then he forced out a creepy smile.

“Little fairy, I’m the boss of this ship. They call me Seventh Brother. Come on, I’ll take you to change your clothes. You might catch a cold like this, that wouldn’t be good.”

Even though he tried his best to sound gentle and even softened his movements, Si Qiu’s instincts as a frightened animal only made her tremble harder.

She could barely stand steady.

At that moment, Song Xiaxia crawled up from the ground and quickly supported Si Qiu.

Summoning her courage, she said to Seventh Brother, “We’re friends. I can take care of her.”

After saying that, she kept swallowing nervously.

Although this man looked somewhat kind and friendly now, she knew very well—he was a complete butcher. Most of the people on the ship they were about to reach were transported by him.

He gathered people from all over, healthy and “matched” individuals. On that ship, they were dismantled like spare parts and transported elsewhere by helicopter.

Those people in the lower decks, who were told they were going to the high seas for medical treatment, were actually nothing more than a reserve stockpile of human parts.

The man called Seventh Brother stood up straight and looked Song Xiaxia up and down. Then he grinned silently and nodded.

“This one’s not bad either. Fine, take good care of her. I won’t let anyone else touch you two.”

“Old Hei, take them to a room on the second floor. Get someone to give them a thorough check—from head to toe. See if they’re… intact.”

The man called Old Hei nodded. “Let’s go.”

Supported by Song Xiaxia, Si Qiu trembled as she followed them out of the cabin and up the stairs.

One of the men leaned toward Seventh Brother and asked, “Seventh Brother, these two—”

Hu Laoqi stroked his chin, his eyes full of cold, calculating malice.

He glanced at him and sneered.

“Do you really think I’m thinking with my lower half?”

“The boss is urgently looking for top-quality ‘clean’ women. If we deliver this batch well, we’ll definitely come out on top. Then I’ll get the reward.”

“If I just mention it slightly, the entire Southeast Asian human trafficking network will fall into my hands. Let’s see how that old bastard Yang Wei competes with me then.”

“Tell those boys to tighten their belts too. If anyone dares to break the rules, I’ll skin him alive and throw him down to feed the fish.”

The man was startled by his final, ruthless tone and quickly nodded. “Don’t worry, boss. I’ll make sure to warn my men properly. We won’t mess up your big plan.”

He said that on the surface, but inwardly he felt a bit regretful. If Seventh Brother had kept these two, he might’ve gotten a taste of them too.

Hu Laoqi turned and walked out, still giving instructions as he went. “Take good care of these two. The one in the back isn’t as stunning as the front one, but she’s still top-grade.”

“Everyone has different tastes in carrots and cabbages. Who knows which one might catch the eye.”

For some reason, he suddenly burst out laughing. “Hahahaha… I, Hu Laoqi, am destined to rise!”

The two girls were taken into a warmly decorated room and shoved inside. “Everything you need is in here. Someone will bring you food later. Go wash up and sort yourselves out.”

Song Xiaxia staggered from the push and instinctively grabbed Si Qiu’s hand, almost pulling her down with her. But if they fell, it would’ve been worse—she might’ve gotten hurt.

Luckily, Si Qiu had taken martial arts classes before.

Even though she was timid, her foundation was still there. She instantly stabilized her stance, twisted her waist, and ended up falling onto Song Xiaxia instead.

A muffled groan came from Song Xiaxia. Clearly, Si Qiu’s slightly soft body had still hurt her.

Mm. She was a good obedient child who listened to her mother. Her mother had said that no matter when or where, she must not let herself get injured.

Right after that, Si Qiu was pulled up.

Da Hei kicked Song Xiaxia, who was still on the ground. “Damn it, why did you pull her? If you hurt her even a little, the boss will skin you alive.”

This wasn’t a threat—it was literal skinning.

Song Xiaxia shuddered at his words, then felt unwilling. In her previous life, without Si Qiu, although this Da Hei hadn’t treated her as well as Si Qiu was treated now, he still wouldn’t casually kick her like this.

Mainly because they were afraid of damaging her “skin,” otherwise the big boss wouldn’t want her.

She regretted again pulling Si Qiu out of the cabin. She hid the cold look in her eyes and gave a low “mm.”

Then Da Hei left and locked the cabin door.

Si Qiu looked around. The room was about twenty square meters, with a two-meter-wide bed, a dressing table, and a wardrobe embedded into the wall opposite.

There wasn’t a single window. The entire room was lit by a lamp.

Next to it was a frosted glass door—it should be the bathroom. Si Qiu was dirty, smelly, and damp. The moment she saw the bathroom, she couldn’t help but walk over.

Just as her hand touched the door, Song Xiaxia stopped her.

Song Xiaxia’s face was full of resentment. “Si Qiu, don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Si Qiu looked confused and tilted her head slightly. Her clear, cold eyes made people’s hearts ripple involuntarily.

Song Xiaxia bit her lip and cursed her “seductress,” then raised her voice. “You just pushed me down and fell on me yourself. How can you act like nothing happened? If it weren’t for me, you’d already be dead, you know that? Is this how you treat your savior?”

The sentence was a bit long. Si Qiu took a moment to process it, then slowly raised her fingers and answered one by one.

“Oh! I didn’t push you. It was that black-clad guy who pushed you. Also, you were the one who pulled me first, so I fell onto you. I didn’t mean to hit you. And as for saving me… I don’t even remember when you saved me. On the contrary, you once stole my steamed bun.”