On the bed.
The moonlight outlined the girl’s disheveled and exquisite profile.
Golden hair, soaked with sweat, clung to her cheeks, and her sky-blue eyes were clouded with a thick, heavy mist.
She gazed at him, her face flushed with shame.
The girl’s lips trembled as if she were making a final decision.
She let out a sound filled with both sobbing and extreme humiliation.
Finally…
“Want… me…”
These two almost inaudible syllables were like a red-hot iron, instantly piercing through Chu Tian’s defenses.
Did Su Nian know what she was saying?
Chu Tian turned back stiffly, his gaze falling upon her face, which was twisted in both agony and detachment.
He took a step closer, bent down, and used the back of his hand to gently touch her cheek—it was searingly hot.
Such a scorching temperature was far from normal.
It was as if she had been afflicted with some kind of potent aphrodisiac poison.
Thinking of this, Chu Tian’s heart began to beat wildly and uncontrollably.
A sliver of instinctive ecstasy slithered out from the ruins of his remorse like a venomous snake.
Combined with the girl’s words, which were shameful to the extreme…
She wanted him, she wanted him to help her.
Thinking that he could once again possess this girl’s body, Chu Tian could barely control the surging of his blood, his heart rate accelerating instantly.
If it were the former Demon Chu Tian, he might have immediately torn off his facade, forcefully pinned the girl beneath him, “detoxified” her in the most direct way, and enjoyed the sight of her looking humiliated yet passionate in the process.
However, at this moment, Chu Tian was in the depths of profound remorse following the recovery of his memories; in his heart, two voices were tearing at each other.
No, he could not do this again.
In the past, he had used such moments of vulnerability, under various pretenses, to impose his desire for conquest upon the girl’s suffering.
He could not hurt her in this way again.
Furthermore, he knew very well that if he truly did this, once Su Nian sobered up, she might hate him even more than before.
Chu Tian’s Adam’s apple bobbed violently, his mouth filled with the bitter taste of alcohol.
“Su Nian… I will not hurt you like that again.”
As for this suspected “aphrodisiac poison” symptom she was suffering from, he might have other methods.
Chu Tian reached out and pried her slender fingers, which were tightly clutching his sleeve, apart one by one—gently but firmly.
He ignored the momentary shock and confusion in the girl’s eyes and forced himself to turn around, putting distance between them.
His fingertips traced quickly through the air, his movements precise and steady.
A complex magic circle, radiating icy blue energy, took form in the bedroom instantly.
“Winter’s Comfort!”
Threads of pure, frigid energy, carrying magic meant to soothe the mind, flowed toward Su Nian as she curled up on the large bed like a gentle mist, attempting to lower the heat of her burning body.
However, a bizarre scene occurred.
The moment those icy energies touched her skin, they were like snowflakes hitting molten lava, instantly evaporating with a series of “hissing” sounds, providing no relief whatsoever.
The cold energy could not even linger on her for a second.
On the other side.
In Su Nian’s perception, that man was clearly within arm’s reach.
The familiar scent of him, mixed with the smell of alcohol, was the only antidote in heaven and earth at this moment.
Yet the man before her had retreated.
The ice magic he unleashed did not alleviate the heat in her body; instead, it felt like being scratched through a thick fur coat, causing the fire burning from the depths of her marrow to burn even more vigorously and crazily.
This torture of being able to see and smell him, yet being unable to have him, caused her sanity to snap completely.
Su Nian was somewhat astonished.
This bastard… she had already let go of her restraint and shyness, speaking so directly.
He was still unmoved.
‘Was he putting on an act now? Acting like a good person? Where was he earlier?’
If magic were useful, she would have taken care of it herself long ago.
‘Wuwu…’
Could it be… that he wanted her to jump on him herself?
‘Dammit!’
This bastard, he was the one who caused her to become like this, yet he was now standing there pretending to be a… righteous gentleman!
“Horned Demon Bastard!”
All of Su Nian’s suppressed grievances, shame, pain, and desire erupted at this moment.
Tears gushed out like a broken dam, and she cried out in a hoarse voice: “It was you! You were the one who made me like this! Why are you pretending to be a good person now?”
“Do you want to see me beg you? Do you need me to kneel and beg you to be satisfied?!”
The girl’s scream, laced with sobs, echoed in the bedroom, which was filled with the heavy scent of alcohol.
The moment she had an emotional breakdown, a cold, pale-blue light screen unfolded without warning in her tear-blurred vision.
“Ding! Special Quest Triggered: The Beggar’s Favor.”
The mechanical system voice rang out in her mind, devoid of any emotion.
“Quest Description: In a posture of humiliation, beg your master for his “company” and “favor.” “
“Quest Success: The [Enchantment Mark] negative state will be lifted; receive one piece of top-secret intel from the Demon Race, and reward of 3 million Humiliation Value points!”
“Quest Failure: [Enchantment Mark] negative effects will be permanently reinforced; henceforth, it will trigger once every month, and the duration will double.”
Su Nian’s emotions, which had been falling apart due to Chu Tian, regained their composure.
‘Stupid system task, it was here again!’
If she failed…
The [Enchantment Mark] negative effect she was currently experiencing would be permanently reinforced?
And it would happen every month?
And the duration would double?
That meant for the rest of her life, she would live in this torture of being unable to control herself, craving a man.
‘System… You truly deserve to die!’
The rewards weren’t half bad, though—not only would the negative status be lifted, but there was also 3 million Humiliation Value and a piece of top-secret Demon Race intel.
She had no choice.
Su Nian took a deep breath.
She had to give it her all.
She raised her hand bit by bit, reaching once again toward the man’s sleeve.
This time, it wasn’t a grab.
She lifted her face, soaked with tears and sweat, and the anger and unwillingness in her sky-blue eyes faded, leaving only shattered humiliation and a form of weak, helpless pulling that was almost like pleading.
She closed her eyes, not daring to look at the man’s expression.
“Master… I was wrong…”
For the sake of the task, Su Nian whispered, “I shouldn’t have… shouldn’t have left you…”
Her exquisite face was flushed red with shame.
“I… I discovered I cannot live without you anymore…”
Chu Tian’s body shuddered.
“Beg you…”
“Beg you to treat me like you did before…”
The shameful words caused the girl’s cheeks to turn a deep red.
“Just like… like that Horned Demon master once did, fiercely… have me…”
She almost had to bite her tongue until it bled to spit out those most wretched words.
The words fell.
“Don’t… don’t be gentle with me anymore…”
The entire room sank into deathly silence.
The alcohol, the girl’s fragrant sweat, and that indescribable aura of desire mingled and fermented in the air.
After a long time.
Chu Tian pondered in his heart.
He also realized that his ice magic could not alleviate the girl’s pain.
It seemed he had no choice but to do that.
As for what the girl said about treating her like the “Horned Demon master” used to…
Since this was Su Nian’s wish.
Then he would simply do as she asked.