"Agh!" Guan Gu Ri yelled in pain.

In his handsome face, there was a long streak of wound from his left brow to his left cheek. It was hideous and painful.

Old Lu shivered at Guan Gu Ri's agonizing scream. His wavering eyes avoided looking at the pitiful man who was bleeding because of his decision. Old Lu's pale lips trembled. It was because he had no choice...

Guan Gu Ri was in pain because he chose him in order to save Lu Yin Ze. The young man's scream caused Old Lu's heart to be filled with extreme guilt and self-blame.

The old man could only steel his heart and let the young head suffer in the place of his grandson.

He closed his eyes as a tear fall down.

'I am truly sorry...Young head...Old Guan...I am truly sorry.'

'I don't have a choice...'

'I can't let my grandson suffer any more pain...'

'If I could just bear all the pain instead...'

Old Lu felt helpless for the first time in his life. He was so powerless that he could not even make a choice to die in their place. Instead, he was being played and mocked. If he rebelled even a bit, that monster would threaten him with the life of his grandson.

He had no choice...

These words continue to play on his mind making him all bitter and fall deeper into regrets.

Lu Yin Ze who was seeing everything with his own eyes struggled. His mouth was covered by tape while he cried. His handsome feature was covered with blood and tears. Since his grandfather started to play this heinous game, he had been yelling to convince his grandfather to just choose him.

Because he was constantly shouting, Ming Zhi Yi got annoyed and ordered his people to block his mouth.

At last, Old Lu chose Guan Gu Ri as the next target.

The old man held back his tears in shame and remorse. Once they got out of this place, he would make sure to pay for this crime he commit to the Guan family.

He could only close his eyes and endure it until the rescue arrives. He hoped that this seemingly endless torture would end.

However, Ming Zhi Yi doesn't plan to do so.

The man darkly chuckled as Old Lu looked at the side. Not even once did the old man watch Guan Gu Ri groan in pain.

Ming Zhi Yi held Old Lu's chin and forcibly turn it in Guan Gu R's direction.

"Why are you closing your eyes? You don't want to see your own masterpiece? See, the young head became ugly because of you. You choose him to be like this. I bet you have a grudge against the Guan family, huh?"

Old Lu's trembled lips were shut. He wanted to curse at Ming Zhi Yi, but he could not provoke the man since Ming Zhi YI was the one who was holding the knife. He was not afraid for his life. But he was afraid that Ming Zhi Yi would vent his anger to the young ones.

Old Lu just bore the shame of Ming Zhi Yi's mocking.

Seeing that the old man just held in his anger and kept quiet, Ming Zhi's heart filled with pleasure.

Who would have known that there would be a day when the mighty old man would have to keep his mouth shut because he was afraid?

Ming Zhi Yi laughed in satisfaction. "You become quite tamed now. No one would recognize you if you act like this."

He then let go of Old Lu's face and approached Guan Gu Ri whose half of his face was covered in blood. Guan Gu Ri's working eye was glaring at him.

"Don't glare at me like that.? I am not the one who chose to disfigure you and blind you. It's all Head Master Lu's fault. He chose you twice remember?"

Guan Gu Ri's eyes were burning with rage. The pain from his left face was nothing like the anger in his heart.

Ming Zhi Yi was quite satisfied. He then sat on the red couch with the knife in his hand.

"Now let's do round three. Old man, I'll be changing the rules. To make this game more fun, this time you have to choose between the two heiresses. As you can see, even you hate the young head, you have to give him a break."

"Hmph! Hmph!" Lu Yin Ze struggled again. Even with his mouth covered everyone knew what he was shouting.

Ming Zhi Yi glanced at him with annoyance, "But your grandson kept telling you to choose him. Do you want him to participate in the game?"

Old Lu stilled his heart and lowered his head in shame. "No...don't let him join."

"But your grandson doesn't want to listen." Ming ZHi Yi glanced at the red eyes of Lu Yin Ze.

Old Lu finally raised his head. There was heartache in his eyes. He looked at his grandson and yelled, "Stay still, Lu Yin Ze!"

Lu Yin Ze's helpless tears fall down.

Why?

Why they were so helpless and powerless?

All he could do was watch while other people suffer in his place.

The two heiresses, Tang Xinyang, and Xiong Zhi were silent. Like Old Lu and Lu Yin Ze, they could only listen helplessly. Even without seeing, they could imagine the vicious scene in front of them. Both hearts were filled with trepidation and fear.

There's no way Ming Zhi Yi would let them unscathed. They knew they would not be able to avoid this fate. Sooner or later, they would be the ones yelling in pain.

The two prepared their fearful hearts.

As long as they could buy time, they just have to remain alive no matter how painful it is.

Ming Zhi Yi leaned back and watched all four be filled with hopelessness and fear. The rusty smell in the air was so refreshing. The fear and helplessness from these people caused his heart to swell with pleasure.

Ah...this was so satisfying.

However...he could still make this game more fun than it was now.

Ming Zhi Yi raised the corner of his lips, "Now, let's start the third round. I will change the rules this time. You have to answer three of my question, if you gave me the right answer, then I will not hurt anyone this time. But if you give me the wrong answer-" Ming Zhi Yi's eyes turned darkly red. "Then I will carve your name in their flesh."

Xiong Zhi and Tang Xinyang trembled.

Guan Gu Ri and Lu Yin Ze's both went stiff. That's crueler than the previous rounds!

Old Lu was visibly shaken. He bit his trembling lips and had no choice but to answer.

"...Alright."

Ming Zhi Yi smiled. But his eyes still held contempt.

He traced the blade of the knife as he started to speak, "This was a story that happened long ago."

Ming Zhi Yi's tone was soft like a feather caressing someone's skin. His gaze seemed far away. The suffocating atmosphere in the air did not affect him in reminiscing.

"An old man went to the Lu mansion with his son-in-law and an eight-year old grandson. They beg the current head to stop destroying what left of their family. The old man even said to the current head-"

Ming Zhi Yi halted and copied the words he had never forgotten- " 'I'll let you take my grandson, the sole heir as your servant, just don't destroy the family that my previous ancestors worked hard for.'-"

His gaze turned livid.. "They beg incessantly. What do you think the man's answer was?"