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Chapter 3542: 4.1142 A Brutal Beating

"Bitch, why are you hiding? It's not your first time. You've been played by who knows how many people, so why pretend to be a virtuous woman?"

"I'm doing you a favor by playing with you! I'll let you have some fun before you die." Qin Cao spat at her, forcefully tearing off the scant clothing that covered her, and sneered, "Be good, and you'll suffer less."

Shi Yongqian silently sobbed, her fists pounding forcefully on the man's shoulders.

But her feeble punches had no deterrent power. In a few moments, Qin Cao pinned her to the ground and roughly handled her.

"Little bitch, who told you to mess things up? You brought misfortune upon yourself and almost implicated the family head." Qin Cao slapped Shi Yongqian's face again.

Shi Yongqian instantly collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, unable to muster even a shred of strength.

She could only let him have his way, silently shedding tears, her heart naturally filled with regret and hatred.

Two kekezhong (approximately half an hour) later, Qin Cao, his expression sated, stood up, pulling up his pants. He kicked Shi Yongqian twice forcefully, then twisted his mouth, revealing a cunning smile. "What are you playing dead for? It's not a maiden's first ride in a sedan chair; it's a 'first time awkward, second time familiar' kind of thing."

"Blame your bad luck. If the family head hadn't ordered your death, I'd actually consider keeping you as a luding (a female cultivation partner used as a vessel)."

"Although your cultivation has been crippled, you still have some faint spiritual energy in your meridians. Being a luding wouldn't be bad." Qin Cao cruelly licked his lips and kicked Shi Yongqian again. "Little bitch, why don't you beg me? Maybe I could really find you a way to live?"

"Bang!" The small iron door was forcefully kicked open.

Shi Yongqian turned her face. When she saw the pristine white, elegant figure at the doorway, she trembled all over, frantically grabbing the messy weeds nearby to cover herself.

Young Master Qin had actually arrived at such a moment. She was even more disheveled than when they met that day.

Why did Young Master Qin always have to see her in such a wretched state?

Shi Yongqian couldn't help but wail, only making hoarse, heartbroken sounds from her throat.

Qin Xin's gaze coldly swept over Qin Cao. Suddenly, he threw a palm strike that landed heavily on Qin Cao's face.

Qin Cao was greatly startled. It was too late to dodge, and the slap landed squarely, immediately leaving five bloody marks on his face.

"Young Master Qin, what is this??" Qin Cao's face instantly darkened with anger. "Though I am just a servant, I am still Master's man."

"I warned you last time! Do not lay a hand on Miss Qiao!" Qin Xin swung another slap, directly striking Qin Cao's chest.

"Pfft!" Qin Cao could not withstand such a blow and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Xin's eyes were icy as he stared at the man before him. He pulled out a long, dark whip and suddenly lashed it at the man's body.

This whip had barbs and hidden hooks, and it had been soaked in a special potion.

After a person was lashed until their skin and flesh tore open, the neurological pain would be magnified hundreds of times, making the agony so intense it felt like dying and tearing one's guts out.

"Are you all taking my words as mere whispers?"

"No, not Young Master Qin." Qin Cao rolled back and forth on the ground from the beating, constantly exclaiming, "Young Master Qin, have mercy, Young Master Qin, Ah! Ahh! Ah!!"