Chapter 371 - Chapter 371: Chapter Three-Hundred and Seventy-One: Torment (1/2)
Chapter 371: Chapter Three-Hundred and Seventy-One: Torment
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
There was dizziness.
And agony.
Xiang Yang’s body twitched slightly. She opened her eyes before shutting them tightly once more. All she could see was pitch black—she was blindfolded.
It took several minutes for Xiang Yang’s other sensory organs to slowly wake up, and her awareness returned bit by bit. ‘I’ve been kidnapped,’ she thought.
The past few days’ events flashed through her mind: from Shi Ke returning from his mission with serious injuries to realizing that there was a mole in the troop, to covering for Shi Ke and returning him home, and having Shi Nian take his place.
Xiang Yang had constantly been in a state of high tension, so much so that when a girl driving a car stopped to ask her directions after she left the hospital, she unsuspectingly gave her directions and then lost consciousness. An unfamiliar voice sounded out close by: ‘You’re awake?”
Xiang Yang turned her head to the side to identify the speaker but didn’t panic. Truth be told, from the day she decided to marry Shi Ke, she’d been mentally prepared for the possibility that she would one day encounter danger and become Shi Ke’s Achilles’ heel.
*Splash!* A basin of ice-cold water got poured right down her head. Xiang Yang almost jumped up at the shock, but her hands were tied behind her back, and her feet were also bound. She couldn’t move at all and could only curl up tighter.
Xiang Yang started to cough; her throat felt like it was on fire. ‘I must be having a fever, and that basin ofice-cold waterjust added fuel to the fire.’ Xiang Yang smiled bitterly to herself. ‘Alright. What will come, will come.’ “How does it feel to be at someone else’s mercy?” that voice asked.
Xiang Yang didn’t move an inch. *Splash!* A second round of ice-cold water came. Xiang Yang coughed even harder but clenched her teeth and didn’t say a word. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her scalp. Someone had grabbed her by the hair and lifted her, forcefully sitting her up with her back against a wall.
Xiang Yang’s breathing was slightly smoother in that position. She closed her eyes and leaned against the wall, quietly waiting for the next torment. There was the sound of footsteps gradually moving away, and following the sound of a door opening and closing, the surroundings became quiet.
Xiang Yang adjusted herself into a comfortable position and exhaled gently. A slightly raspy voice sounded out not far away. “What? Did you think that was the end of it?”