After kicking the self-righteous woman away, the blond man came forward with a sinister smile to No. 14.
No. 14 struggled, but ultimately was no match for the numerous black-robed figures surrounding him. Soon, injured and pressed to the ground, he had the spiritual pressure lock shackled on him.
Seeing the blond man was not joking but actually starting to take off his trousers, he looked terrified, "You damn—Are you sick? Xin, Xin'er, save me!"
He turned his head toward the beautiful woman far away to seek rescue, only to see her retreating with a conflicted and fearful expression, "Husband, just endure it; it'll be over soon..."
In her mind, being cuckolded by a man seemed trivial compared to death...
No. 14 felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Not only was No. 14 confused, but the surrounding nobles and staff were also bewildered.
