Chapter 110: Chapter 71 (part 2)

Patriarch Han's Adam's apple moved a little as he swallowed.

Xinya's eyes captured that tiny movement. A shift appeared in her eyes - first confusion, then sudden realization.

"You..." Although she was having trouble breathing, a mocking smile dawned on her face. "So that's how it was..."

Patriarch Han knew that she had finally understood.

Lin Xinya had never been a fool. On the contrary, not only was she clever, but she was also sober and rational. Perhaps too sober and rational.

She had known from girlhood to keep her distance from him. Whenever he appeared, she would retreat.

Because she was too sober, she was the best judge of a situation and always knew the right time and place. Back then she had refused him, and later she had obeyed him. She had merely been subdued by life, her edges and corners polished away.

She had always thought that he tortured her as revenge for her previous rejection. Now she understood that, unlike love, Han Jùn was a man... with a subtle, strange infatuation with her.

These five years of sparring, forbearance, pain and fear were like a dream that she had just woken up from.

Patriarch Han was not embarrassed that she had seen through him. On the contrary, he felt joy.

He hated the way she had hung her head, the slight curvature of her neck, her cowardice. She had been worn away by life to the point of being unlike herself.

Now her former self was back, and he was delighted.

He lowered his head to kiss her and caught her wrists when she attempted to resist. When he came back up, his lips were bleeding from her bite.

As it turns out, an anxious rabbit would bite, after all.

He liked rabbits that bit.

Picking her up, he took her to the bedroom.

Xinya wished that she had a weapon in hand to kill this man. But armed only with her bare hands, she was far and away his inferior. The only thing she had was her teeth.

Patriarch Han used spiritual power to shake her off when she bit too hard. Blood ran from the corners of her mouth, but she refused to give up. She had lost her sobriety and her ability to read the room. She had gone crazy.

But Patriarch Han loved her madness. In the end he gagged her mouth shut.

But he didn't abuse her. This time, he was gentle and restrained. He did not make her shiver and weep in pain as he had before.

And at the very end, he didn't use contraception.

"Give me a baby," he said.

By the time Xinya came to, the man had left.

She sat up and found only traces of love on her body, no scars. She laughed so hard, she cried.

A thin silver ring had appeared around her ankle, a body monitoring unit that his people had placed during the night. He wanted her to have a baby, and if she dared to take birth control, the unit would register the changes in her blood and inform him directly.

Xinya stroked the slim ring that she couldn't remove. Playing around the corners of her mouth was a mocking sneer.

 

Tang Ke avoided his classmates during lunch break and headed quietly toward the sparring field in the mountains. All the mecha were collected back by the library at noon, and there was no one in the sparring field.

Han Jin and the others would never think of looking for him here. He hadn't yet figured out the matter of Han Yanyan's attitude towards him not fighting back, and before he did, he was trying to avoid them.

But unexpectedly, there were others in the sparring field even at noon. And unexpectedly, that person was Han Yanyan.

Hiding behind the bushes, he watched her with a tall young man.

Tang Ke knew the man. He was a senior in 12th grade, the son of a small clan's patriarch, outstanding in every way.

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His eyes opened wide as he watched Han Yanyan push the senior up against a tree, tugging at his shirt collar to make him bend over and kiss her. Tang Ke watched that senior embrace her tightly, watched his hands roam.

Han Yanyan's actions were even bolder. That outstanding young man trained regularly and was in very good shape. She seemed to like that very much.

There was no one else present, and the two's hormones were being unfurled to the fullest. It seemed as though they might do battle right here.

Tang Ke felt hot all over, as if that senior was possessing him. He knew that he was looking at something he shouldn't see and that he should leave, but he couldn't make his feet move.

Those hazy feelings about Han Yanyan, those unclear thoughts at the bottom of his heart, all suddenly seemed unveiled. He was an adolescent, a teenager who could suddenly switch from ignorance to clarity. For the first time, his body became excited not because he had to go to the bathroom.

Provoked and burning up, the young man attempted to go further. Then all of a sudden Han Yanyan stopped his hand, turned his head and shouted, "Who is it? Who's there?"

Her spiritual power was like a blade made of wind, splitting the bush in half. The branches fell apart to reveal the teenager hiding behind them.

"Tang Ke?" Han Yanyan donned a look of 'surprise'. You couldn't tell at all that she had been monitoring his behavior for a long time, and had long known that he always hid here around noon nowadays.

Tang Ke was extremely embarrassed, feeling as though he had done something bad. And his body... His body was so hot that it seemed to be burning up, leaving his heart in a desperate flurry. He desperately wanted to run away.

Han Yanyan whispered a few words to the senior. His good deeds looking as though they were now ruined, the senior was in a very bad mood. But even though he sent Tang Ke a bitter glare, he nontheless obeyed and left first. Tang Ke saw the tent in his pants and felt a sense of empathy.

He was now even more panicked. However, Han Yanyan didn't allow him a chance to escape, striding straight toward him.

"What brings you here? Your face is so red, were you watching? You..." Her words stopped abruptly as her eyes fell upon his lower body.

Tang Ke felt so humiliated, he wished he was dead.

Han Yanyan smiled.

Her lips were shiny and slightly swollen from kissing. The shirt of her school uniform was messy, and the senior had unbuttoned a few buttons, revealing the hills and valleys underneath.

If she came any closer, Tang Ke felt like he might explode.

But not only did Han Yanyan come closer, but she also giggled, "You child..."

No, he wasn't a child anymore. He didn't yet have the height, but he had everything else that senior had. The way Han Yanyan was just stroking like she was addicted, he had that desire as well!

These cries from the bottom of his heart seemed to carry through his eyes. Han Yanyan understood.

She said, smiling, "You're too young still. Grow up quickly..."

But thought that was what she said, she still reached out her hand to Tang Ke.

The skin of her thumb was satiny as it gently stroked the teenager's lips.

Tang Ke heard the sound of the blood pumping through his veins, the sound of his heart thumping, even the sound of his spiritual power expanding and breaking through deep in his brain.

Let go! Let go! If she didn't, he would explode!

"Oh? Why are you so warm?" Han Yanyan asked.

Before the words fell from her mouth, Tang Ke exploded.

The material foundation of the spirit was the body. It matured and erupted according to the body's growth. The senior, who hadn't yet gone far, heard a boom and felt the shock wave that followed.

A thirteen-year-old boy had just ushered his second spiritual breakthrough.

He had grown into a S+ spiritual powerhouse.