Chapter 180: Our Little Rose, He's No Fool!
That nickname, "Rose," which made him feel like dying of shame and indignation, was bestowed upon him by this very person!
"It's actually you, you damn thing! Why are you in Spirit City?!"
Yu Xiaogang roared in anger, trying to mask the fear in his heart.
Subconsciously, he felt a faint ache starting in his rear; it was his PTSD acting up.
Faced with Yu Xiaogang's insults, the burly man known as Scarface was not only unbothered but instead stuck out his tongue to lick his lips. Leading his group of thick-set "brothers," he surrounded Yu Xiaogang with a lewd grin.
Their gazes were like a pack of hungry wolves admiring a freshly washed little lamb.
"Yo, Little Rose, it's been so long. Your temper is still as fiery as ever."
Scarface stepped forward, his large, rough, calloused hand slapping heavily onto Yu Xiaogang's shoulder before sliding down to knead him without restraint.
"Not only has your temper not changed, but this skin and flesh..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You've maintained it so well; it's even more delicate and tender than it was back then."
"It seems you haven't been lacked for... these past few years? Or are you... waiting for your big brothers to come and dote on you?"
As Scarface finished speaking, the surrounding "brothers," who were already unable to contain themselves, let out ambiguous, eerie laughs.
Rip—
Unsure of who started it, the group of burly men unexpectedly tore off their shirts in unison, revealing knotted muscles and thick chest hair. They stared intensely at Yu Xiaogang, who had already curled into a ball.
That oppressive sense of male hormones, combined with the frantic onset of the drug in his system, made Yu Xiaogang feel despair. Simultaneously, his body uncontrollably produced a shameful reaction.
"No... don't..."
"Don't come over here!!"
Before he could finish shouting, a large hand roughly pinched his cheek, forcing him to look up.
"I have to say, Brother Scarface, your eye for talent is truly excellent."
The burly man named Lao Jie leaned in close to Yu Xiaogang, taking a deep breath of the strange fragrance emanating from him due to the drug, and said intoxicatedly:
"This sound... just hearing it makes one's blood boil."
Feeling the immense strength on his cheek and seeing the pairs of green, glowing eyes around him, Yu Xiaogang's delicate frame shuddered violently as two lines of tears flowed down pathetically...
...
"You... I am a close friend of Her Majesty the Pope! I am an honored guest of Spirit Hall!"
"You can't do this to me! Bibi Dong will kill you!"
In the final moment before his sanity was completely submerged by the pink tide of desire, Yu Xiaogang let out his most indignant and powerless roar.
However, the only response he received was a chorus of malicious, mocking laughter.
"Ah, right, right, right. Of course we know that!"
Scarface waved his hand dismissively, then rubbed his large, rough hands together, the flesh on his face trembling with his laughter.
"Relax, my Rose. Your big brothers just want to 'dote' on you properly and show you some local hospitality!"
Seeing that his verbal threats were completely ineffective and had instead piqued the interest of these thugs, Yu Xiaogang fell into total despair.
Immediately after, the domineering effects of the Tang Sect's specialized secret medicine finally crushed his last line of psychological defense.
In that instant, the terror in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a clouded daze. His body, which had been trembling from fear, now began to unconsciously welcome the surrounding aura due to the heat surging through him like rolling lava.
That craving originating from the depths of his Soul made him forget his dignity, forget Bibi Dong, and even forget that he was a person.
For a time, the small cell was filled with the sound of their hair-raising, eerie laughter.
"Jie jie jie..."
As Yu Xiaogang's breathing became more rapid and his face grew more flushed...
Scarface looked at this "old acquaintance" who had completely entered the state. A meaningful curve curled at the corner of his mouth as he pointed in front of himself.
"Little Rose, since you're so hot, then be a good boy and listen."
"Squat down first. Big brother needs you to do something for him."
Normally, such an insulting command would have sent Yu Xiaogang into a towering rage.
But now, driven by the catalyst of the drug, this usually high-and-mighty Master Yu didn't hesitate in the slightest.
His legs went weak, and like a marionette, he squatted down with utter obedience and docility.
The subsequent actions were as smooth as flowing water, so practiced it was heart-wrenching.
In that submissive and hardworking manner, where was there even a hint of the Master's character? It was as if the Ancestral Master of this trade had personally blessed him with talent!
This scene stunned the surrounding burly men, who had originally only wanted to watch for fun.
Hiss—
Lao Jie sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes widening at the sight. He couldn't help but give Scarface a thumbs-up.
"Jie jie jie, Brother Scarface, you really have a way with training!"
"Our Little Rose, he's no fool! This professional ability is a level of mastery carved into his very bones!"
...
Meanwhile, on the other side, inside the The Pope's Palace.
For some reason, Bibi Dong felt an inexplicable wave of irritability.
She subconsciously summoned the secret guard responsible for relaying information about Yu Xiaogang and asked, "How are things in Heaven Dou City?"
As one of Bibi Dong's most trusted confidants, this secret guard never questioned her, even when he was ordered to monitor that good-for-nothing of a buzz cut.
However, faced with Bibi Dong's inquiry now, he became hesitant.
"Supreme... Pope, Master Yu Xiaogang... he... he..."
Hearing the secret guard stammer so much, Bibi Dong was no fool; she immediately understood that something must have happened to her beloved Xiaogang.
A terrifying pressure of Soul Power erupted from her body as she commanded in a serious tone, "Tell me everything you know, truthfully!"
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, the secret guard steeled his heart and recounted everything he knew.
"Reporting to the Pope, not long ago, that Master Yu supposedly appeared within Spirit City."
"However, he was quickly knocked unconscious by a warrior on duty today and... and sent to the tenement building."
Bibi Dong felt her vision go dark for a moment upon hearing this.
As the Pope of Spirit Hall, she naturally knew what kind of people were imprisoned in that place.
She could guess with her eyes closed that this order was likely given by her 'dear sister' and carried out with the assistance of those old fogies in the Hall of Worship.
At the thought of her beloved Xiaogang suffering in such a place...
An indescribable, nameless fire suddenly flared up in her heart!
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