"If you knew I was the one who messed with you back then, how would you see me?"
Chapter 23
The villain was resurrected for the seventh time (23)
Tang Xun didn't sleep well tonight.
I had several dreams in a daze.
The dream he remembers most vividly is one that took him back ten years to the year he met the interstellar thief.
The spaceship has been hijacked, and every one of them must die.
After all, interstellar pirates are the most cold-blooded and ruthless group of people.
Regardless of who is on board the intercepted spaceship, once they pull off this heist, they will leave no survivors.
Before killing the people on the spaceship, they would also pick out those who were good-looking to satisfy their lust.
If they can oppress high-ranking prisoners, they will become even more bloodthirsty and excited.
Tang Xun could only watch helplessly as his accompanying doctor, nurses, and several soldiers were tortured and killed right before his eyes.
The air was filled with the smell of decay and the stench of blood.
The frail Tang Xun, dressed in clean and elegant clothes, slumped on the ground. Faced with this scene, he was so frightened that he couldn't say a word and clutched his stomach, vomiting.
He reached for the dagger at his waist, but his hand trembled uncontrollably.
He dared not kill anyone, but he could kill himself.
He felt he would rather die by his own hand than be insulted by these people!
Just as he was about to slit his neck with a dagger, a masked thief grabbed his wrist.
"I didn't expect you to have such a strong personality."
The man's throat seemed to be injured; his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been sanded on sandpaper.
Coupled with the black demon mask he wore, he resembled a demon from hell, inspiring fear in all who beheld him.
Tang Xun remembered that he was the only thief at the scene who did not attack his companion, but it was also a sin to stand by and watch.
Besides, this person is in cahoots with these thugs, so they must be cut from the same cloth!
Thinking this, Tang Xun's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in his eyes.
He used all his strength to try to pull back the dagger and commit suicide.
But the masked man was too strong; he couldn't pull him at all.
"Let me go, let me die! I don't want to be humiliated by them!"
The man's gaze fell on the thin, helpless boy, on the face that, though terrified, was still stubbornly fighting for the last shred of dignity.
A hint of amazement flashed deep within his dark green eyes.
The next moment, Tang Xun felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the dagger fell to the ground with a thud.
In a dizzying moment, he was hoisted onto the masked man's shoulder.
"Brother Rice, I want him." Tang Xun heard the masked man say this to the bandit leader.
The leader clicked his tongue and laughed, "I never expected that you, who usually seem so stubborn, would actually have a taste for this."
"But I see he's so weak, you might not get to enjoy yourself as much as you want. If you need more manpower, I'll send you two more."
The masked man shook his head and replied, "No need, I only want him."
Tang Xun was hanging upside down, his stomach resting on the masked man's shoulder, and he felt waves of nausea.
The torment left him dizzy and disoriented, but Tang Xun still didn't stop struggling. Between struggles, he said in a trembling voice, "Put me down... I don't want to be with you, I don't want you... I don't want to be humiliated by you..."
He is the noble second prince of the Oro Empire, representing his mother's reputation and the nation's reputation.
Even if I die, it shouldn't be a humiliating death!
The masked man felt as if he was being tickled as the man was being pounded on the back.
He was limp and weak, not at all like a man should have strength.
What a noob.
With that thought in mind, he returned to his room and tossed Tang Xun onto the bed.
Restrain the opponent's hands and feet, then press down on them with your whole body.
Tang Xun was so frightened that he almost burst into tears: "No, no..."
The masked man said with interest, "What's wrong with that?"
"Tell me, explain yourself clearly, and I won't do it."
Just to clarify, Mu Xinglin isn't a good person, but he's not a bad one either.
He was indifferent to strangers, but he was special to the Little Prince... Thank you everyone for urging me to update and for the little gifts...
Chapter 24
The villain was resurrected for the seventh time (24)
Tang Xun was stunned by the masked man's words, his body stiffening, and he became even more at a loss.
Her face also had an unhealthy redness.
He felt utterly humiliated and was both anxious and angry.
"I cough cough..." But he coughed violently as soon as he uttered a word, accompanied by rapid breathing. His neck and face turned red quickly, and veins appeared on his skin.
He is in poor health and can easily trigger asthma. If he is not accompanied by a doctor, he may die from it.
The masked man frowned: "What's wrong with you?"
Tang Xun shook his head, his thin body almost curled up like a shrimp, his panting accompanied by convulsions, looking quite frightening.
He thought: Maybe I should just die like this.
Even if I die, I won't have to suffer from illness anymore, nor will I have to be humiliated by these thugs.
In his next life, he will be able to become a normal, healthy person...
"Where's the medicine?" The masked man's voice was still cold, but it carried a hint of barely perceptible anxiety: "You should always carry medicine with you, right? Take it out and take it."
When the thieves around him committed violence, he guessed that Tang Xun must be the chronically ill second prince of the Oro Empire.
He thought he'd grab him and tease him, but he hadn't expected Tang Xun to be so easily teased. And he really was as fragile as the rumors suggested.
Tang Xun instinctively clutched his side but didn't take the medicine, clearly indicating he didn't want to live.
The masked man looked at Tang Xun's resistant movements and trembling eyelashes: "You're refusing to take your medicine? Do you really want to die?"
No matter what he said, Tang Xun would not answer.
The thin boy's eyes were moist, and he was almost shrunken into a deflated ball, stubbornly defiant.
Just like... him in the past.
Finally, the masked man clicked his tongue, reached out and ripped open Tang Xun's clothes, took out the breathing spray, and forced it into Tang Xun's mouth for him to inhale.
"You want to die? I'll make sure you don't."
"Remember this, my name is Pei Xinglin."
"From now on, you'll follow me and obey me. Only when I'm tired of playing with you will you be free to decide what to do with your life!"
Once Tang Xun's breathing calmed down, having narrowly escaped death, he opened his tearful eyes and looked at Pei Xinglin.
But he found that the other person had already let go of him, sat on the sofa opposite the bed, put on an e-cigarette, took a deep breath, and the exhaled smoke made the black mask look even more ferocious.
“Little coward…” Pei Xinglin raised his chin slightly and said, “From now on, this will be your name.”
"As for your noble prince status, you'd better not keep mentioning it, and don't even think about trying to contact your country."
"Otherwise, even I wouldn't be able to protect you."
His words left Tang Xun somewhat bewildered.
He asked Pei Xinglin uncertainly, "Are you... trying to save me?"
"Save you?" Pei Xinglin seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. After letting out a few unpleasant laughs, his face turned cold. He put on a thin cigarette and said, "Don't misunderstand."
What I mean is that in my eyes you are nothing more than a toy that can be discarded at any time. Your only value right now is to keep my life from being boring.
"We'll talk about something else when I'm tired of playing with it."
"Also, don't think I'm some kind of good person."
"Otherwise, you will be a thousand times worse off than those doctors and nurses outside."
Tang Xun's breath hitched, and his gaze toward Pei Xinglin became more horrified.
But for some reason, after being saved by the man, a voice in his heart began to tell him that Pei Xinglin might not really hurt him.
So Tang Xun mustered up his courage and asked, "If I can keep you from getting bored... would you possibly take me home?"
Pei Xinglin met his gaze.
They noticed the boy's clear blue eyes, as pure and innocent as the waters of the Dolan River in the Vis Empire.
Unlike him...
Those dark green eyes were like moss growing on the sewer pipes of a slum, murky and filthy.
"Whether it's okay or not." Pei Xinglin was about to refuse outright, but then stopped himself, put away his cigarette, and replied to Tang Xun, "It depends on your future performance."
Chapter 25
The villain was resurrected for the seventh time (25)
Tang Xun was still a little groggy when he woke up from his dream.
I opened my eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.