Chapter 183

But the surging mental power was like a punch hitting cotton, instantly dissolving on the invisible protective shield.

Zong Yan didn't even change his posture, indifferently watching Zongfang's angry attack.

Zongfang vented all his mental energy attacking him, but it didn't stir up a ripple. He entered a short freezing time after the mental power poured out, falling to the ground as if exhausted.

He supported the ground with both hands, his silver eyes full of unwillingness. Zongfang gritted his teeth, the blood vessels on his forehead and neck all bulging. He looked up and stared fixedly at the man on the seat. The feeling of being unable to resist in childhood swept over him again after such a long time.

"She is not just any random female, she is my mate, she is my life."

A tear fell straight down as he lowered his head, dissolving on the carpet.

That proud, arrogant Zongfang lowered his head, his posture of supporting himself on one knee changing to kneeling heavily on both knees.

"Father..."

He spoke hoarsely, uttering this title he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"I beg you, give her back to me..."

Zong Yan looked down at him from the seat, his brows furrowing imperceptibly. He said displeasedly: "Your life belongs to the King Cobra clan, not to yourself, you have no right to dispose of it."

"Then I will return my life to you, you give her back to me."

Hearing this, Zong Yan's brows furrowed even tighter, and he was filled with incomprehension.

This son had extremely high talent, and his ability and genes were top-notch. He had high hopes for him since childhood. Clearly, when he was so young, he followed behind him, father this and father that, his eyes full of complete worship. But he didn't know from which day on, he became more and more rebellious, talking back at every turn, his eyes filled with complex emotions that Zong Yan hadn't spent time to understand.

If only he could have asked proactively, he would have easily discovered that the emotion in young Zongfang's eyes was called disappointment.

But the father and son had reached the end of their confrontation. They were filled with estrangement, indifference, and opposition. The estrangement of so many years was simply difficult to resolve.

Zong Yan had already given up on expecting his son to be a dragon and take over his position, only hoping he could continue to do what he liked, live well, and not cause trouble. But he just wouldn't let him worry less.

Thinking of this, the man sighed deeply.

"Impossible. She is someone the Head of State wants, and I can't change that."

Zongfang knelt forward urgently and said: "You tell me where she is being held, I will find a way myself, I don't need to make it difficult for you. Is she okay now? Don't keep her locked up, she won't be able to stand that, she is pregnant, she can't do it alone... Father, I beg you, I have never begged you, give her back to me..."

Zong Yan looked at his son who was begging bitterly, a flash of light crossing his eyes. He lowered his voice and asked: "Whose child?"

"It's mine and hers."

Zong Yan froze for a moment, rubbed his brows, his expression becoming extraordinarily complex in an instant, but it passed in a flash. ——Qiao Suisui didn't know how many days she had been locked up.

She couldn't see the sun and didn't know when it was day and when it was night.

She began to lose her appetite, vomiting everything she ate.

She tried all the props in the system, but none of them could help her escape.

Every day, no one contacted her, no one spoke to her, and meals were delivered through a small opening at the bottom of the door.

At first, she felt it was absurd. What was this? Delivering food to a prisoner? Slowly, she began to look forward to the small opening opening at a fixed time, because it was the only unchanging change in the day.

The feeling of her belly dropping became heavier and heavier. She would force herself to walk around the room every day and force herself to eat some things, but her psychological emotions reached the peak of annoyance, affecting her physiology, and she couldn't control her vomiting.

To keep herself alert, she didn't let unexplained needle holes appear on her arm, and she didn't dare to sleep at any time. One day, she really couldn't hold on anymore and leaned against the wall, intending to just close her eyes, but her consciousness gradually became drowsy. Just as she was falling asleep, a continuous knocking sound suddenly came from the wall.

Qiao Suisui woke up instantly. She pressed her ear against the wall to listen, but the knocking sound never appeared again.

She clenched her fists and hammered the wall softly and powerlessly, wanting to tell the person on the other side of the wall that someone was here. On the other side of the wall.

Anubis lay on his back on the floor, his forehead covered in dense cold sweat, a piece of withered grass in his mouth, waiting for the strange pain to pass.

Suddenly, he began to convulse all over. The chain tied to his neck was connected to the wall, making a continuous knocking sound as he convulsed.

After the convulsions passed, Anubis released his clenched teeth, his eyes looking blankly at the ceiling of the room.

His memories were intermittent, and even most of them were missing, but no matter what experiments and torture the Federation performed on him, a smiling face appeared in his mind again and again. The person in his memory was a short-haired youth, thin, with delicate and exquisite features, very fair skin, and eyes that shone brightly when he smiled.

Anubis smiled along with the smiling face in his hallucination. At this moment, he forgot the pain, forgot the hatred, forgot the humiliation he had suffered, and forgot the terrible torture. I don't know how many days it had been.

Qiao Suisui used the water cup to knock on the wall for the Nth time. This time, there was finally a response.

She listened to the sound from the opposite side with surprise, confirming that the rhythm the other party knocked out was exactly the same as hers. The feeling of being tortured by despair was instantly washed away by this response.

"Can you hear me?"

"Are you also locked up here?"

She spoke to the empty wall and then pressed her ear against the wall, unsure if the other party could hear.

Just when Qiao Suisui was about to be disappointed, a knock came from the other side of the wall as a response.

She touched the wall excitedly and said: "Can't you speak? Knock twice for no, knock once for yes."

*Thump*.

"How long have you been locked up here? A month?"

*Thump-thump*.

"Three months?"

*Thump-thump*.

"Could it be a year?"

*Thump-thump*.

Qiao Suisui was silent for a while and said: "You don't know how long it's been either, right?"

*Thump*.

Her eyes were instantly filled with tears, but she bit her lip and held them back. At this moment, the joy of finding a companion faded again, and she took another step toward a hopeless tomorrow.

She curled up in the corner of the wall, clutching her belly, leaning her head against the wall, seemingly talking to herself, and seemingly talking to the person on the other side.

"Actually, I have a way to leave, as long as..." She touched her belly and said disappointedly: "As long as I finish this, I can go home, return to my world, and get rid of the imprisonment here."

"But someone is waiting for me in this world..."

"They must be very worried now..."

Qiao Suisui rambled on for a long time, not knowing what she was saying herself. She hadn't spoken for too long. As she spoke, her consciousness couldn't help but start to become drowsy. She hadn't slept well for too long either. The other side of the wall knocked from time to time to respond, as if to keep her company.

*Screech—*

The door was suddenly opened from the outside.

(End of chapter)