TRT -Chapter 46 My Man

“Come!”

The Demon Cult Leader lifted me up with one hand. His icy gaze fixed on my flushed face as he slowly gave orders:

“Go. Bring Wu Ti here. Pass on my words—tell her… she can play with her however she likes.”

The Demon Cult Leader, Shuang Mantian, smiled. I saw sharp fangs gleaming coldly inside his blood-red mouth…

Mom, I’ve gotten myself into trouble again…

I had been tied up and hung from a tree with my hands bound behind me for a long time. The wounds on my arms had split open, and blood had trickled all the way down to my hands. I couldn’t feel any pain—my whole body was numb from hanging…

I looked up at the sky. It was gloomy and overcast. In the distance, the clouds had turned yellowish-brown.

A real storm was coming…

Wu Ti sat by the table, holding a whip in her left hand and a teacup in her right, smiling as she watched me hanging in the courtyard.

The lotus pastries on the table looked delicious. I was starving…

Unconsciously, I swallowed. My throat burned painfully.

“I… I want some water…”
I pleaded softly, looking pitifully at the pretty girl sipping tea.

“Sure~ Beg me.”
She lifted her chin and glanced at me provocatively.

“Um… pretty sister, please~~ I really want water~~”
One of my strengths is having thick skin.

“Hmph!”
She frowned. “How boring!”
She flipped over the teapot. Water spilled everywhere.

“Hey! You lied…”

“Shut up!” Wu Ti glared at me viciously.
“It’s that mouth of yours that makes people furious! Why don’t I just cut out your tongue first and then we can play slowly, hmm?”

“Not a good idea…”

She pulled out a small curved knife, grabbed my chin, and forced my mouth open. After measuring for a moment, she suddenly stopped.

“Oh right~ I almost forgot to ask.”
She tapped her head and smiled.

“Before you lose your tongue, answer me. Who is that gray-robed man with the long sword at the clinic? What’s his relationship with you?”

“That’s two questions. Which one first?”

…

The knife moved toward my ear.

“Ah! I suddenly feel like answering!”

“That handsome guy with the long sword is the Fourth Prince’s guard. His surname is Yang, given name Guo, 28 years old, golden bachelor—”

“Yang Guo… nice name.”
She smiled gently. “He isn’t married?”

“Nope! Not married, no scandals, healthy lifestyle, stable income, good-looking, gentle, cooks well—interested parties please contact the Fourth Prince’s residence, first come first served!”

“Shut up!”
Her face darkened. “How do you know so much? What are you to him?”

“I’m… his contracted project.”
Sigh.

“What?”

“Let me down and give me water, and I’ll explain slowly~”

“Hmph! Trying to trick me?”
She sneered and pulled out her knife again.

“Whether you’re related or not doesn’t matter… because dead people don’t need relationships. Come~ stick out your tongue.”

“Mm-mm-mm!!!”

I shook my head frantically, refusing.

She grabbed my jaw and pried my mouth open.

Being brave and calm in danger has never been my virtue…

I screamed at the top of my lungs:

“Don’t!! Help!! Yang Guo save me!! Luo Cheng you jerk!! Anyone!! Big Fox!! White Hair save me!!”

Just as I was crying helplessly, my body suddenly felt light.

Sparks flew. Several rapid clashes.

When I opened my eyes, I was already in someone’s arms, landing lightly on the courtyard wall.

“So I’m fifth…”
A muffled voice came from beneath a mask.

“Who’s first? Your guard? Fine. I’ll deal with him first…”

“Y-you… White Hair?!”

I stared in disbelief.

God, I love you!
Author, I love you!
Clichés, I love you!!!

His silver hair shimmered. Broad shoulders, slim waist, long legs—dressed in black at noon.

He looked like a god.

Even his hateful mask seemed cute.

Wu Ti lay on the ground clutching her arm, badly injured.

White Hair sneered.

“You hurt Minmin’s right arm. I crippled yours. Fair.”

Then he asked me arrogantly:

“Hey, woman, am I merciful?”

“…Uh…”

“Who are you?!” Wu Ti roared.

He paused, then said shamelessly:

“Minmin’s man.”

“What?!”

Before I could react, we were already far away.

Later, he set me down in a tree and removed his mask.

“You really stir up trouble. Even the Wuji Sect got turned upside down.”

“You’re the one who annoyed me to death!”
“And since when are you my man?! Don’t ruin my reputation!”

“Oh? You’re unwilling?”

He started pulling at my clothes and pointed at bite marks.

“I left those at your request.”

“Who asked you?!”

He poked my cheek.

“Minmin, I like how you look when you’re angry but helpless.”

“…You seem really happy today.”

“Of course. I finally caught you.”

“You’ve been following me?!”

“Since we parted.”

I was shocked.

He grinned smugly.

“So? Starting to think being my woman isn’t bad?”

“No!”
“I’m going back to the clinic!”

“You’ve got quite a few admirers.”

He listed my identities.

“From now on, you only have one.”

“What?”

“My woman.”

My face turned red.

I was completely flustered.

Taking advantage of my confusion, he coaxed me with food and stories of the grasslands.

In the end…

I gave in.

“Fine. Just treat it as a trip to Inner Mongolia.”

“But I’m not your woman.”

“Then what are you?”

“I’ll think about it…”

He lifted me onto his horse.

“Take your time. You have a lifetime.”

“A lifetime?!”

Thunder rolled.

At a roadside inn, he paid lavishly and carried me upstairs.

The inn was called New Dragon Gate Inn…

Bad feeling.

He threw me onto the bed and started undressing.

I tried to escape. He grabbed me.

“Where are you going?”

“My… my room…”

“This is your room.”

“Then you leave!”

He smiled.

“It’s stormy. I’m afraid you’ll be scared. I’ll stay.”

“I’m not afraid of thunder.”

He beamed.

“It’s fine. I am.”

I was speechless.

Afraid my foot!!!