Compared to the bustling atmosphere of the entertainment area, the ‘restricted zone’ appeared extremely quiet and orderly, constituting the meticulousness and orderliness of everything behind the scenes, which was led by Ryan, contributing to the opulent and intoxicating atmosphere of the cruise ship. It was precisely because of this that the cruise empire of the Anelli family became even more powerful after Ryan took over.
The heavy door of the training room was opened, and inside, only a beam of light fell on Yang Huaijin, the red whip marks crisscrossing his fair body were particularly eye-catching.
“Master Jin.” Feng Zhi stood in front of Yang Huaijin.
Yang Huaijin’s body trembled slightly, trying hard to open his eyelids to look at the man in front of him—Feng Zhi. His whole body was screaming in pain, and there was a moment of confusion in his memory, the tall man in front of him and the figure from many years ago seemed to overlap.
“…” He silently uttered, “Take me away.”
“Master Jin, do you think I’m here to take you away?”
“…”
“Are you surprised to see me here?”
“Feng Zhi.”
Yang Huaijin regained consciousness, clearly uttering Feng Zhi’s name, then closed his eyes and turned his head away from the other’s hand, refusing to speak further, feeling somewhat empty and uncomfortable in his heart. He had forgotten that he and Feng Zhi were just friends with benefits, each taking what they needed. People in the underworld always had intricate ties of interest. Faced with the powerful Anelli, why should he expect Feng Zhi to stand on his side?
But… when one is hurt, they are really fragile psychologically. Originally, it was just physical pain, but now even his heart was aching.
Yang Huaijin lowered his head, and Feng Zhi noticed a visibly swollen skin behind his neck—tattoo removal? The flame tattoo on Yang Huaijin’s neck was much blurrier than before. The originally black flames were now swollen and the pattern was much less clear, evidently having undergone the painful process of tattoo removal. These areas of an Omega are usually particularly sensitive, and Yang Huaijin had already been ruthless enough to tattoo himself initially. Now, being removed so mercilessly, the pain must be even worse than before.
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Feng Zhi used his fingers to touch the jumping flames, causing Yang Huaijin to tremble in pain. “Go away, don’t touch me,” he said.
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“Tsk, heartless. You even went on a date together last time!” Feng Zhi said, glancing at Ryan before leaning closer to Yang Huaijin. “Master Jin, can’t you just submit? Why do you insist on suffering like this?”
“Let me guess what you did to upset Ryan. It’s definitely not the tattoos, but you’re using them as a way to vent, so it must be something of a similar nature. Like… handling your own body without permission? I’m actually quite curious, Master Jin, how many people have you had around you? Clearly, you’re an Omega…”
Feng Zhi’s words sounded particularly harsh to Ryan’s ears, so he interrupted him. “Feng, don’t forget what you promised me.”
“Of course,” Feng Zhi chuckled. “It’s very difficult for an Omega to conceive under forced circumstances. Their reproductive organs tightly close due to resistance to the outside world, and even if forcibly opened, it’s very difficult to conceive under stress. So, it’s necessary to make the Omega feel pleasure, even if it’s just physical pleasure and not what they desire.” Feng Zhi approached and embraced Yang Huaijin’s waist, lifting him up and holding him close, relieving the pressure on Yang Huaijin’s arms. He had been hanging for too long, and Feng Zhi’s movement affected his stiff muscles, causing him to grunt.
Feng Zhi’s hand roamed over Yang Huaijin’s body, his chest, collarbone, and the muscles on the side of his neck, with a teasing tone. “As long as we get the Omega’s body accustomed to being opened up for a period of time, it will be easy in the future to do artificial insemination or to turn him into a ‘usable’ Omega.”
Deceiving an Omega’s body isn’t actually difficult. As long as you provide the body with some comforting caresses and let it experience sexual pleasure. You see, humans are so pitiful; the body can easily betray your heart. No matter how unwilling you are, even when your dignity is stripped away and your body is abused, the body’s stress response becomes even more honest.
Ryan stared at Yang Huaijin, his face expressionless. His feelings for Yang Huaijin were complicated. He was the only Omega he had ever wanted in his life. Whether it was the excitement he felt when he first saw him in his early twenties or the attraction he felt during their reunion, Yang Huaijin always fascinated him. However, Yang Huaijin was also the most unacceptable ‘anomaly’ in his organized life. He was an Omega who didn’t need to depend on an Alpha to survive, had his own career and influence, and would dispose of his body without hesitation, even damaging his glands and tattooing sensitive areas. What was even worse, he had been marked and his physical condition was so poor that he couldn’t conceive offsprings…
At the casino, after seeing Yang Huaijin’s current situation, Feng Zhi wasn’t eager to see others; he was more interested in knowing ‘why.’ Feng Zhi was very clever; from Ryan’s few words, he could deduce most of the situation. He said: “You want to teach him a lesson, but you don’t want to casually throw him into a training ground to receive ‘education’ like other Omegas, because Yang Huaijin is fundamentally different from ordinary Omegas.”
Then, Feng Zhi threw out an even more tempting proposal: “Omegas, in essence, are just ‘carriers.’ Since Yang Huaijin is a genetically superior ‘carrier,’ why not make the most of it? Nowadays, science is so advanced that you can still have offspring through artificial cultivation! Although his situation is a bit challenging, it’s not impossible.”
Inside the casino, the chaotic stage lights reflected on Feng Zhi’s face, creating mottled colors. Feng Zhi hooked his lips, resembling a devil tempting someone to sign a contract as he said, “Ryan, you want to teach him a lesson, but you don’t want to touch him. You want him to submit, yet you don’t want him to hate you. Let me be the villain in this.”
“The Crimson Alliance Hall and the Qingyan Gang appear to be at peace on the surface, but in reality… how can there be true friends in the underworld? The former leader of the Qingyan Gang is dead, and Yang Huaijin, if he’s considered the backbone of the Qingyan Gang, then he’s like a thorn in the palm of the Crimson Alliance Hall. What I want is simple: to pull out this thorn and prevent it from ever pricking again.”
So, Ryan brought Feng Zhi to Yang Huaijin. He wasn’t interested in seeing how Feng Zhi would train Yang Huaijin, but he wanted to see the expression on Yang Huaijin’s face when he saw Feng Zhi. However, he was disappointed. Yang Huaijin’s most intense reaction after being imprisoned was simply cursing him a few times before falling silent. He just leaned in Feng Zhi’s arms, neither resisting nor vehemently refusing, as if his body wasn’t his own, and as if he was utterly exhausted.
“Feng, I have a small gathering in three days. I hope you can teach him well by then and bring him to the gathering,” Ryan said as he prepared to leave, finding Yang Huaijin’s appearance in Feng Zhi’s arms annoying.
“Three days is indeed a bit short,” Feng Zhi remarked, “but it shouldn’t be a problem to bring him to the gathering for a few hours.”
“I hope so,” Ryan replied coolly. He didn’t believe Feng Zhi would have any brilliant methods to make Yang Huaijin submit. In the end, Feng Zhi was just a playboy in his eyes.
As Ryan left and the door to the training room slowly closed, Feng Zhi didn’t look back. He was like a child who had just received a new toy, his entire focus on Yang Huaijin in front of him.
Feng Zhi lowered Yang Huaijin from the rack and looked down at him. With one foot on Yang Huaijin’s shoulder, he said, “Master Jin, you once ruled the underworld with an iron fist, controlling everything. Did you ever think you would one day become a prisoner like this?”
Changing positions only made the pain on Yang Huaijin’s body worse, but the icy floor was still better than the rack. He lay on the ground, waiting for the pain and numbness in his body to slowly ease.
Feng Zhi’s foot felt like it wasn’t just on his shoulder but on his heart. Yang Huaijin struggled to speak, “Feng Zhi, I hate you.”
A tear dropped with a ‘plop‘ onto the floor.
“Feng Zhi, I hate you.”
For so many years, Yang Huaijin had searched for this person, never imagining that one day he would utter the word ‘hate.’ But now, he began to hate him—for his forgetfulness, for his carefree attitude. Feng Zhi remembered nothing, leaving him alone in the past, clinging to memories for twelve years, suffocating under their weight.
“Don’t blame me either, Master Jin. It’s only natural for big fish to eat small fish. If there’s a chance to swallow you, it would immediately disrupt the balance between the Qingyan Gang and the Crimson Alliance Hall. The temptation is just too great, anyone would…” Feng Zhi squatted down, grabbing Yang Huaijin’s hair to force him to look up. But when he saw the tears in his eyes, he suddenly froze, feeling like something had hit him hard. He didn’t understand what was happening to him. Facing Yang Huaijin, this inexplicable heartache had occurred more than once.
And, Yang Huaijin… was he crying? Why?
Feng Zhi reflected on whether he was overdoing it. He lifted Yang Huaijin and dragged him into the bathroom. The bathtub was already filled with warm water. With a few swift moves, he stripped Yang Huaijin of his clothes and threw him into the tub. His actions seemed rough, but they were actually careful, ensuring Yang Huaijin didn’t hit any hard surfaces. Hanging for too long had caused pain all over Yang Huaijin’s body. The buoyancy of the water could alleviate his pain, and it was time to clean his battered body and sweat before applying medication.
Feng Zhi rummaged around the bathroom, appearing to search but actually inspecting for any hidden cameras. Fortunately, he didn’t find anything suspicious.
After all this commotion, Yang Huaijin didn’t have the heart to feel upset anymore. His instinctual fear of water drove him to do his best to keep his body upright, avoiding water from entering his mouth and nose.
Feng Zhi pulled him out of the water, holding him by the back of his head, pretending to sniff for the scent of pheromones. He knew very well that Yang Huaijin had no scent. It was merely a gesture to deceive. His lips pressed against the back of Yang Huaijin’s ear. “Master Jin, are you okay?”
Yang Huaijin seemed to not hear clearly. After a while, he blinked and relaxed his body.
“Take me away.”
“Alright,” Feng Zhi said, “but first, you have to play along with me.”
Author's Note
Oh god, Feng Zhi scared me, I thought he might actually leave him there.
Would have hated to see them get together after that. Thanks for the chapter!
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Thanks for the chapter ❤️