Walking into the Trap

"Chi Li, you're a b*stard!" Piji Xing sent away the maids around him, then slowly straightened his body from the soft bench, and said, "Look at you now. You're one of our Piji Family. How can you be so soft?"

Yemo Tian grinned delightfully, then patted Chi Li's shoulder, turned around, and said to Piji Xing, "Alright, alright! Piji Xing, we're friends, friends. Chi Li did the right thing. He is willing to follow my lead. Following me, following you, what's the difference? This is a smart guy, which why I say that he's very capable!"

A door in a corner of the room opened abruptly. A Xiu Clan old man wearing a black robe silently walked out while smirking, then came to Chi Li like an old bat which had its eyes on a prey. Crack! The Xiu Clan old man put a golden chaplet on Chi Li's neck.

The three-inch-wide chaplet was exquisitely crafted and embossed with delicate floral patterns. It was of a suitable size, fitting right next to Chi Li's skin, but without affecting his breathing.