Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

In the dim room, the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people feel breathless.

Shen Xi turned his face away, as if avoiding something, and his voice was unconsciously tinged with a hint of grievance, and he said faintly: "How do you know I didn't think about it?"

The light was dim, casting blurry shadows of the two people on the wall, which seemed to make the stalemate last even longer.

"Or am I that kind of person in your eyes? The kind of person who will abandon you after having sex with you?"

There was a hint of unwillingness and questioning in Shen Xi's words. Every word was like a stone thrown with force, causing ripples in the silent space.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room seemed to have pressed the mute button and fell into a long silence.

The air seemed to freeze. Shen Xi could hear his own rapid heartbeat, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Xunzhi's slightly mocking laughter broke the silence. The laughter echoed in the empty room, highlighting the sadness and helplessness.

"Master is still the same as before."

Shen Xunzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Shen Xi with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to see through him. "Then Master, can you tell me why you found a new disciple not long after I left?"

Shen Xi, who was pretending to be pitiful, felt a pang in his heart when he heard this and regretted it instantly.

He thought to himself in annoyance: 'Oh, I forgot there was such a person. That's a bit troublesome.'

For a moment, his brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to get away with it.

His eyes began to avoid, his brows frowned unconsciously, his lips opened slightly, but he was speechless for a moment.

Just as he was standing there in a daze, trying to think of a countermeasure, Shen Xunzhi saw his look and misunderstood it in his heart.

Shen Xunzhi thought he was just thinking about his new disciple Song Junhao. The anger in his heart suddenly rose up and his eyes became colder.

Shen Xi was still immersed in his thoughts when suddenly, a crisp snap of fingers sounded abruptly, like a huge rock thrown into a quiet lake, breaking everything around it.

In an instant, a powerful and strange force enveloped them, and the scene before their eyes changed rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them went from the peaceful and cozy courtyard surrounded by green bamboo to a completely different world - a dark and damp dungeon.

The dungeon was filled with a sickening stench of decay, a mixture of blood and dampness that made people feel nauseous.

Water dripped continuously from the wall, and the "tick-tick" sound echoed in this enclosed space, adding a bit of eeriness and horror.

The torches all around flickered with faint and swaying lights, illuminating the entire dungeon in shadows, as if hiding countless unknown dangers.

There was an elusive sneer on Shen Xunzhi's face, and his eyes were full of madness and paranoia.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Shen Xi's wrist tightly with such force that it seemed as if he could crush Shen Xi's bones.

Shen Xi only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if countless steel needles were pricking him. He subconsciously tried to break free, but Shen Xunzhi's hand was like a pair of iron clamps, locking him tightly, making him unable to escape no matter how hard he tried.

"Why did you pull me here?"

Shen Xi gritted his teeth, endured the pain and asked, with a hint of anger and confusion in his voice.

Shen Xunzhi ignored his questioning and just dragged him forward in the dim dungeon.

The ground was covered with mud and dirty water. Shen Xi staggered and almost fell several times.

Soon, Shen Xunzhi stopped in front of a person.

"Master, wasn't the reason you were in a daze just now to see him?"

Shen Xunzhi's voice was icy cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

He pulled Shen Xi in front of him, then put his arms around Shen Xi's waist from behind. The action seemed intimate, but it was full of a sense of confinement.

Then, he stretched out his hand again and pinched Shen Xi's face fiercely. The strength of his fingers was so great that Shen Xi's cheek hurt, and he was forced to look directly at Song Junhao who was hanging on the torture device.

"Master, take a good look at your new disciple. You gave up on me just for this person!"

Shen Xunzhi's voice echoed in the dungeon, carrying with it endless resentment and anger, as if the emotions that had been pent up for a long time had finally erupted at this moment.

Shen Xi looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, and his thoughts flooded in like a tide.

He recalled the days when Song Junhao and Yu Hongcai framed him. The scenes of intrigue and scheming were still vivid in his mind.

At the beginning, he wanted to stimulate Shen Xunzhi indirectly and make the demonic power hidden in his body fully awaken, so he tacitly allowed Song Junhao to enter Bingyue Peak.

Unexpectedly, this decision was like a time bomb that only exploded now.

Song Junhao was tortured beyond recognition. His body was covered with scars, new wounds had not yet healed, and each wound was like a hideous mouth, telling of the pain he had suffered. His clothes were tattered and could barely cover his body, and the exposed skin was covered with bruises and purples, and some places were even oozing blood.

In fact, this matter was also to some extent Shen Xunzhi's fault. When Song Junhao first arrived, Shen Xunzhi used some means to make him mute.

From then on, Song Junhao could not tell Shen Xi that he was placed by someone, nor could he tell Shen Xi that Shen Xi never allowed him to call him Master.

So even though he suffered so much torture and had so many horrifying scars on his body, he was unable to speak in defense because he simply couldn't speak.

"What are you talking about?"

Shen Xi used all his strength to shake off Shen Xunzhi's hand that was on his face.

This sudden action made Shen Xunzhi stunned for a moment, and Shen Xi then had the opportunity to turn his head and look at him.

At this moment, Shen Xi's eyes were full of anger and helplessness, "Didn't you ask him? When did I ever agree that he could be my apprentice?"