37 Play A Game To Live (2/2)

She tied the rope tightly around his legs, exerting strength making the cord cut into his flesh.

”Ah. I forgot to mention that I'm still poisoned. You're heavy so I might not have the strength to lift you back out. After all, I'm just a weak good for nothing. What can I do?”

The guard flinched from the pain, but he still looked on with anticipation. His head began to clear from the agony as he thought about his next step. He could swim with his hands, who cares if his legs were tied. He glared at her with hatred. Once he makes it out of the well, she will be the first one dead. Wait till he finds the general and tells him about her hidden powers. The fourth madam was right! This vile spawn is actually a freak.

Seeing the hatred in his eyes, Hongyue's lips curled up slowly.

”I almost forgot! You used to add rocks to my pockets or make me don heavy robes,” Hongyue looked around as if she was troubled, ”What should I do?... Ah, I'll be nice and take something away from you...but what should I take?”

The guard sneered at her words inside his heart. His fear of her had converted back to contempt. It was likely the result of years of belittling and abusing Hongyue. Years of that lifestyle became a habit, and he grew arrogant once again. So what if she had a blue eye? Look at her; she was so stupid. Taking something away from him will only make it easier for him to escape. As expected of a lowly 'normal.'

Hongyue waved her hand, her blue eye glowing brightly. The blood inside the guard's hands strived to get out, thumping against the inside of his skin around the wrist area. The guard could only remember seeing atrocious bumps developing on his hands as if something was fighting to get out before his hands suddenly neatly split from his wrist.

He gaped in hysteria. His eyes fearfully shifted to Hongyue's face. All his previous thoughts collapsed. What was he fooling himself with? How can he ever escape? It was a stubborn moment of delusions. His bloody severed hands warned him that Hongyue wasn't the same fool he can mock. She was untouchable and cruel.

A monstrosity.

”You don't have anything of any worth, so I could only choose your hands. Consider it my gift; after all, they are hideous. I would hate to see them attached to my own body.” She declared regretfully.

She squatted down in front of him and pointed the right hand.

”This is for all the time you stole my money and tormented me.” She explained slowly as if she was lecturing a child how to count.

Then shifting her weight, she held up the left one.

”That is the price for stomping on my hand.”

Hongyue looked up with an innocent smile.

”Don't you like my gift?”