Chapter 294 - 132 Chen Jie: Madam, you are playing with fire_3

"Killing her, could I still conceal the fact that I was here?"

He thought to himself while Huang Wan’er chuckled, "Come, let me guess your thoughts. If I were you, I would definitely feel the urge to kill right now."

"So, will killing me change the outcome?"

Chen Jie frowned as he watched her. She had actually guessed his thoughts.

Huang Wan’er smiled and said, "I think killing me is definitely not a good choice. Although I am defenseless, if you decide to kill me, you must ensure that there’s no noise, or do you want to bet that before you can kill me, I could scream once!"

"If I scream just once, you won’t be able to escape, unless you kill everyone in Jixiang Temple. But Master Jingxiang’s skills are not weak either. Perhaps she can’t defeat you, but it should be no problem for her to escape from you."

"And if she does escape, then Nan Batian will know. If he finds out that you killed me, that would be terrible!"

"You’d probably end up fleeing for your life."

Chen Jie frowned.

Huang Wan’er continued, "Are you thinking of killing me and all the people outside the door at the same time, or perhaps you think you can gamble? If you win, you won’t be threatened by me anymore."

"But even if you win the bet and I can’t scream at all, think about it—didn’t I just give a letter to the maid?"

"Guess what’s written in the letter?"

Chen Jie’s brows tightened because he had already guessed roughly.

Huang Wan’er laughed heartily, "Haha, guessed it right, yes, what I wrote is ’The killer is Chen Jiusi.’"

"What do you think will happen if this letter reaches Nan Batian’s hands?"

Chen Jie sternly said, "He would wish to crush my bones and scatter my ashes! Just as Mrs. Huang said, I would truly be doomed."

"However, Mrs. Huang, since you’ve made it clear, you certainly don’t want to drive me to a dead end, am I right?"

After hearing this, Huang Wan’er chuckled, "Mr. Chen, you really are clever."

While talking, Huang Wan’er changed her position in the tub and leaned on the edge, saying, "I do have a good proposal, I wonder if Mr. Chen would like to hear it."

At that moment, Chen Jie found a chair and sat down, "Do I have any other choice?"

Huang Wan’er smiled and said, "Of course, everyone has the right to choose, anyone at any time has room to choose, it’s just a matter of whether the price is affordable."

Chen Jie then said, "Let’s hear it, let’s talk terms."

Huang Wan’er asked, "Have you read the ’Bright Vajra Sutra’?"

Chen Jie turned and saw a sutra book placed on the table, indeed titled just so.

"This one?"

Huang Wan’er said, "I really like a passage in it: ’The love between men and women is like Avici Hell.’"

Chen Jie frowned.

This scripture ostensibly advises people to forsake lust and avoid sexual immorality. What is the problem with that?

Huang Wan’er, seeing Chen Jie frown, smiled and said, "Your frowning face is quite cute."

Chen Jie, helpless, looked at Huang Wan’er and asked, "What are you trying to say, Mrs. Huang?"

Huang Wan’er said, "I want to...you’re so far away, it’s hard for me to talk, come closer."

Chen Jie stood up, and Huang Wan’er said, "Good, could you help me scrub my back?"

"This..."

Chen Jie hesitated, Huang Wan’er asked, "Don’t want to talk anymore?"

Chen Jie, expressionless, walked over, took the towel from the side, came behind Huang Wan’er, and began to scrub with the towel, and then he noticed the whip marks on her back.

However, he didn’t want to pry and didn’t ask further.

But Huang Wan’er said, "Do you want to ask how I got these whip marks on my back?"

Chen Jie didn’t speak, and Huang Wan’er said, "Nan Batian did it, chained me like a dog and whipped me with a python skin whip."

Chen Jie remained silent, the brutality of the play was too harsh, these whip marks were not the kind used in past lives for increasing pleasure in a little game, but a naked form of torture.

Looking at the whip marks, it seemed to be done with a python skin whip, a kind of weapon indeed.

A single lash would rip open skin and flesh, causing blood to flow freely and leaving scars— such a whipping is typically reserved for punishing criminals.

This was no longer any form of flirtation; this was outright torturous interrogation.

Nan Batian really played like a beast!

But he didn’t want to say too much, nor did he know Mrs. Huang’s preferences, perhaps she liked the feel of flesh being torn open?

Of course not perverted, who would like such extreme pain?

It’s known that whipping is a severe punishment; for instance, in Singapore, only those who commit severe crimes are subjected to whipping.

It is said that the person whipped can feel pain for a long time, and while sleeping, they can only lie face down, not daring to let their back touch the bed, sometimes even a little movement could agitate the wound and make it unbearable to sit or stand.

They spend nights on end unable to sleep.

This is the dreadful aspect of this form of punishment.

And such a whipping inflicted on a delicate young beauty is unimaginable.

Chen Jie merely wiped her shoulders, and Huang Wan’er said, "You can wipe the front as well."

Chen Jie didn’t move, but he began to have an inkling of what Huang Wan’er wanted to do.

As he thought this, Huang Wan’er continued, "The joy of men and women is like Avici Hell, Mr. Chen, have you experienced Avici Hell?"

Chen Jie was startled.

"I have experienced, but it wasn’t Avici Hell, rather, it was a heavenly joy on earth, extraordinarily wonderful."

He thought of the little young lady.

Huang Wan’er said, "Really? I want to experience it too, could Mr. Chen help me?"

Hmm??

Chen Jie was startled again, and then said, "Mrs. Huang is joking, the Gang Leader is vigorous and strong, what help do you need from me?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Wan’er turned to look back at Chen Jie and said, "Can I tell you a secret?"