Chapter 756: Bestowal!

Qin Bore's fingertip……still lingered on Lin Yuan's hair.

The indulgence in his tone had not yet faded.

Lin Yuan only felt his heartbeat, instantly falling out of rhythm.

Lin Yuan's cheeks warmed slightly, and he instinctively turned his head.

He hurriedly avoided Qin Bore's hand.

Lin Yuan's tone carried a hint of panic, plus a stubborn unwillingness to lose.

Lin Yuan forced himself to retort:

As soon as those words left his mouth, Qin Bore's charming smile vanished instantly.

Qin Bore's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed, and a flash of icy malice crossed her gaze.

Her aura……also turned sharp and oppressive.

A moment ago, her gentle indulgence……had vanished completely.

Qin Bore moved as fast as lightning, backhandedly snatching the silver fork from the table, stepping forward quickly, and pressed the fork against Lin Yuan's throat.

The icy fork tip……pressed tightly against Lin Yuan's skin.

Qin Bore's tone……was full of dangerous pressure, she said coldly:

"Huh? You're looking for death, you brat?"

Lin Yuan stiffened all over, and the words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back instantly.

Lin Yuan opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word, only able to stare silently at Qin Bore.

He once again genuinely felt that this woman was truly crazy.

One moment she was all tenderness, the next she flipped her face and harbored murderous intent, her mood swings chilling to the bone.

Qin Bore's fork tip applied a little more pressure; the icy sensation grew clearer, even a faint sting could be felt.

Her eyes were icy, her tone laced with an irresistible threat, she said word by word:

"Call me Queen, quick! Otherwise sis's fork will pierce your throat."

Lin Yuan's face turned slightly pale, his heart filled with anger and helplessness.

Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and muttered:

"You're really sick."

As soon as his words fell, Lin Yuan instinctively turned sideways, exerting all his strength……trying to dodge the fork at his neck and escape this perilous situation.

But his move was still a step too slow; he couldn't avoid it at all!

Qin Bore flickered, a swift lunge, her wrist turning slightly……

The fork once again steadied against Lin Yuan's neck, even closer than before, the tip almost piercing his skin, firmly locking all his movements.

Lin Yuan's pupils contracted sharply, his heart instantly surged with shock, his mind filled with astonishment:

This woman's movement technique is actually this fast!

Even he was somewhat caught off guard, unable to perform a complete evasive move in time.

Lin Yuan looked at the close-up, icy-eyed Qin Bore, a chill spread from his heart throughout his body.

In Lin Yuan's heart remained only deep apprehension: this woman is too terrifying.

She merely with this single lunge demonstrated astonishing speed and explosive power.

This, just this one move, made Lin Yuan genuinely feel an unprecedented pressure, a dread that seeped into his bones, making his whole body tense.

Lin Yuan stared at Qin Bore, his fingertips slightly tensed, even his breathing became cautious.

At this moment, he truly realized that this woman's strength far exceeded his imagination.

Qin Bore's terror was also far greater than what he had previously thought.

Lin Yuan was forced by Qin Bore into having no retreat, the icy fork pressed tightly against his neck.

That faint sting constantly reminded him that the woman before him meant what she said and would really act.

Lin Yuan knew deep down that if he and Qin Bore really fought, it would only end in mutual loss; the outcome, nobody could predict.

Lin Yuan also didn't really want to fight her; once it came to blows, it would only be harder to resolve.

Lin Yuan could only suppress his resentment and anger, enduring in silence.

Lin Yuan's Adam's apple rolled violently, he hesitantly opened his mouth, voice stiff and unwilling, he called out lowly:

Upon hearing those three words, Qin Bore's icy expression instantly faded, the malice in her eyes vanished.

Qin Bore's mouth corner……slowly curled up with a teasing, alluring smile.

Her fork tip……also lightly withdrew from Lin Yuan's neck.

Qin Bore's tone returned to a hint of lazy indulgence: "Truly obedient, my good subordinate."

She said, her other hand picking up a piece of lobster meat already prepared on the table, the flesh plump and springy, with a faint fresh fragrance, she lightly offered it to Lin Yuan.

Qin Bore's brows and eyes were full of teasing, her tone soft yet carrying an irresistible authority:

"Come, I'll bestow upon you, little brother, open your mouth, sis will feed you."

Lin Yuan looked at the lobster meat brought to his lips, then at Qin Bore's teasing expression, his mouth twitched.

Lin Yuan's face was full of embarrassment and helplessness; after a few seconds of silence, he couldn't help but retort:

"You you poisonous or what."

He inwardly griped: This woman, really, one moment cold and lethal, the next moment childishly teasing, simply unbearable.

Upon hearing that, Qin Bore's smile faded a bit, she raised her hand and lightly slapped Lin Yuan.

Qin Bore's slap wasn't heavy, but carried a clear warning.

Qin Bore's tone turned cold again, carrying an unquestionable command:

"You brat, not listening again, huh? Sis told you to open your mouth, sis will feed you—that's indulgence; don't throw away the face she gives you."

Lin Yuan was pulled askew, a faint red mark appeared on his cheek.

Lin Yuan felt both angry and resentful inside, yet helpless.

He suppressed the fire in his heart, slowly opening his mouth.

Qin Bore seeing this, the smile at the corner of her mouth appeared again, her eyes full of teasing.

Qin Bore gently fed that piece of lobster meat into Lin Yuan's mouth.

Qin Bore's fingertip deliberately brushed his lips lightly, carrying a hint of teasing.

Watching Lin Yuan reluctantly swallow the lobster meat, Qin Bore still felt it wasn't enough.

The amusement in her eyes grew stronger, her tone became even more domineering; she actually put forward an even more excessive demand, commanding word by word:

"Stupid little brother, you're so obedient, call me again, sister...."

Lin Yuan hearing this, the pent-up anger instantly ignited.

Lin Yuan could no longer tolerate Qin Bore's repeated teasing and domineering oppression.

Lin Yuan suddenly raised his voice, his tone full of anger:

"Are you sick?! I won't call!!"

Qin Bore's smile on her face instantly froze, a cold malice flashed again in her eyes.

She gripped the fork tightly, the fork tip harshly pressed against Lin Yuan's Adam's apple.

The icy sensation mixed with a sharp pain, almost piercing his Adam's apple.

Qin Bore slowly leaned in, her cheek approaching Lin Yuan's ear.

Her warm breath... brushed over Lin Yuan's ear.

Qin Bore's voice, however, was gloomy, carrying a bone-chilling cold and oppressive danger:

"Stupid little brother, you, dare not listen to sister's words? Believe it or not? Sis will teach you a lesson."

Lin Yuan, from the sting on his Adam's apple and her threat... aroused the anger deep in his bones.

Lin Yuan gritted his teeth, retorted: "I don't believe it."

As soon as his words fell, the coldness in Qin Bore's eyes deepened.

The corner of her mouth... curled up a fierce smile.

Qin Bore released her grip on the fork, her other hand... quickly pulled out a black high-voltage electric baton from her satchel.

Qin Bore hesitated not at all, directly pressed the electric baton against Lin Yuan's arm, then immediately pressed the switch with her fingertip.

"Zzz..."

A piercing electric current sound instantly sounded, the high-voltage baton burst out strong blue current, spreading along Lin Yuan's arm instantly to his whole body, the intense electric shock sensation instantly swept over every inch of his skin.

Lin Yuan's whole body shuddered, his body uncontrollably began to twitch.

Lin Yuan's brows furrowed tightly, mouth wide open, he let out a painful groan, cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, all his muscles spasmed uncontrollably.

That deep bone-piercing pain and numbness made him almost faint from pain!

After the intense pain, Lin Yuan's inner anger and unwillingness grew stronger, he forced himself despite the numbness, instinctively wanting to raise his hand to strike back...

But Qin Bore's speed... was more than double his.

Before Lin Yuan's arm could rise,...

Qin Bore had already taken out a black rope from her satchel, swift and quick, in a few motions she tightly bound Lin Yuan's hands and feet.

The rope bit into his skin, painful, he could not break free.

Immediately after, Qin Bore flashed her figure, employing a swift grappling technique.

Qin Bore, with one move, seized Lin Yuan's wrist, exerted force, slammed him hard onto the wide dining table.

The icy solid wood tabletop pressed hard against Lin Yuan's chest, the rough wood grain rubbed his skin tight, the marks from the black rope binding his limbs burned painfully, the lingering numbness from the earlier electric shock still lingered in his limbs, each muscle movement brought a piercing soreness and numbness. Yet the extreme humiliation and anger had already overshadowed the bodily pain, burning his eyes red.

He had never been so arbitrarily manipulated and toyed with, the rebelliousness in his bones completely ignited. Seizing the moment when Qin Bore leaned down to retrieve the baton and her force slightly eased, Lin Yuan clenched his teeth, the residual qi in his dantian burst forth, veins bulged in his arms, he forcibly loosened the rope's restraint.

"Swish!"

At the instant the restraint loosened, Lin Yuan's body suddenly rolled, using force to break free from the suppression, his palm swiftly scooped and firmly grasped another icy silver fork on the table edge. Cold light flashed, he had no hesitation, his body surged upward, the fork brought a fierce whistling sound, straight stabbing Qin Bore's wrist, the motion swift and decisive, the most rapid counterattack in close combat.

He is inherently extremely strong in close combat; aside from his unique Silver Needle Secret Technique, this is his top-tier combat power. Now, attacking with anger, his force and speed are maxed out, his edge icy sharp.

But Qin Bore seemed to have anticipated his counterattack long ago.

The teasing in her eyes faded, leaving only calm severity; she turned her wrist, the fork in her hand precisely blocked outward.

"Clang——!"

The crisp sound of metal collision suddenly exploded, sharp and clear, tiny sparks flashed in the gap where the two forks crossed. The huge opposing force shook Lin Yuan's tiger mouth numb, his arm slightly trembled, his body involuntarily retreated half a step.

In the confined space of the dining table, the battle instantly heated up. The dazzling array of dishes and delicate plates all became the battlefield; both stood on the narrow table, engaging in close combat without rest. Lin Yuan's every move was ruthless, his fork either stabbing or lifting, targeting vital points; each move gathered all his explosive power, angles tricky, offense swift, ordinary masters would have been completely suppressed by him.

But Qin Bore's strength completely exceeded his understanding.

Her posture light as a phantom, even on the unstable dining table she advanced and retreated with ease, her figure elusive. The silver fork in her hand agile and fierce, blocking, counterattacking, lifting, movements flowing like clouds and water, without any sluggishness. Her force adjustable at will, terrifyingly precise, she could always, at the peak of Lin Yuan's offensive, precisely unload his power and then counter with a tricky strike.

Another fierce collision, Lin Yuan's desperate forward thrust was halted outright. Qin Bore's wrist suddenly exerted force, the silver fork followed down, heavily striking Lin Yuan's fork shaft.

"Clang!"

The huge force transmitted through the metal, Lin Yuan's arm sank, his balance instantly lost, his knee heavily knocked the table edge, pain making his brows lock. He gritted his teeth to steady his stance, then sideways dodged, barely avoiding Qin Bore's diagonal thrust, the sharp fork tip grazed his shoulder, tearing the fabric, leaving a faint blood trace.

Cold sweat instantly soaked Lin Yuan's back, his heart filled with shock.

He had already given his all, abandoned all defense, went all-out offense, yet in this pure close-quarters weapon duel, he was everywhere restrained, step by step passive. Without using his Silver Needle trump card, he actually couldn't keep up with Qin Bore's rhythm. Her footwork, force, and technique anticipation were all superior to him; each clash made him clearly feel the strength gap between them.

On the dining table shards flew, soup spilled, delicate dishes all overturned, a mess. Lin Yuan launched successive strong attacks over ten moves, yet failed to injure the opponent in the slightest, his own openings increased. Post-electric shock muscle spasms frequently occurred, movements gradually slowed, breathing also became more disordered.

Qin Bore's eyes glinted icy, she seized the fleeting opening, her figure suddenly surged forward, closing in. The silver fork in her hand swift as lightning, precisely locked Lin Yuan's wrist, a light lift and twist.

"Released!"

The crisp sensation of losing grip came, Lin Yuan's palm emptied, the fork in his hand was shaken off, clattering to the floor.

The next second, the icy sharp fork tip steadily pressed against Lin Yuan's throat, the force not heavy, yet completely sealed off all his subsequent movements.

Lin Yuan's whole body tensed, he gasped heavily, his chest rose and fell violently, his eyes filled with incredulous shock. He exerted all his strength, close-quarters combat, full-force counterattack, without using the Silver Needle, he actually utterly lost to this fickle woman.

Qin Bore looked down at him from above, the corner of her mouth curling into a lazy yet domineering smile, the malice in her eyes not faded, her teasing intensified: "How about it, stinky brother? Without your Silver Needle, have you realized you can't possibly beat your sister?"

Lin Yuan's chest pressed heavily against the cold tabletop, his limbs bound, his whole body unable to move, even struggling seemed futile.

A surge of shock and disbelief welled up in Lin Yuan's heart, his face full of incredulity:

This woman's techniques are just too terrifying?

What kind of seizing technique is this, so powerful that even he cannot break it in a short time...

Lin Yuan was firmly controlled in an instant, with no room for resistance at all.

He struggled desperately a few times, but the ropes were tied too tight, and Qin Bore's seizing force was immense; the more he struggled, the tighter the bonds became, and the pressure on his chest grew stronger.

Lin Yuan could only watch helplessly as he was pressed onto the dining table, his heart filled with shock and dread.

Qin Bore slowly leaned in, bringing her face close to Lin Yuan's...

The distance between them... was so close they could feel each other's breath.

Her long hair fell, lightly resting on Lin Yuan's back.

Lin Yuan clearly smelled her pleasant hair fragrance, mixed with her own faint body scent; that familiar aroma now carried a hint of dangerous allure, lingering at the tip of his nose.

Qin Bore's voice was soft, yet carried an irresistible dominance, it sounded softly in Lin Yuan's ear, her tone full of teasing and oppression:

"Stinky couple, why won't you call me, XX sister?"

Qin Bore looked at Lin Yuan, bound and pressed onto the dining table, her eyes full of teasing and dominance.

Qin Bore's tone was soft and alluring... yet carried an irresistible threat, she said slowly:

"Call me once and you'll get a reward~"

Lin Yuan, forced by her with no recourse, felt full of resentment inside, silently cursing:

"This woman is truly a lunatic, using both soft and hard tactics, repeatedly toying with him, leaving him utterly unable to cope."

Lin Yuan realized he had no strength to resist at the moment; rather than continue a stalemate and suffer more torment, it was better to compromise—better to have less trouble than more.

Lin Yuan's Adam's apple rolled violently as he forcibly suppressed his stubbornness and resentment.

Lin Yuan, his voice tinged with stiffness and reluctance, shouted softly:

"Sister."

Upon hearing those two words, the oppression on Qin Bore's face vanished instantly, and her clear laughter burst forth like silver bells.

Her brows and eyes curved, her eyes sparkling with lively radiance, absolutely beautiful and enticing.

At this moment, she had shed all coldness and ferocity, leaving only pure joy and allure.

Lin Yuan subconsciously lifted his gaze, looking at Qin Bore's absolutely beautiful appearance, and instantly stared blankly.

Lin Yuan's gaze stuck to her face, even his breath halted, his heart holding only one thought:

"So beautiful, really so beautiful."

"Good brother, sister loves you."

Qin Bore's voice was so soft it could drip water, her tone full of indulgence.

As she spoke, she suddenly leaned slightly forward, swiftly bringing her face close to Lin Yuan's...

Before Lin Yuan could react, her gorgeous, soft, fragrant lips pressed a kiss onto his cheek.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze instantly.

All sounds in the private room... vanished without a trace.

Only the faint breathing of the two remained, as if even time had paused at this moment.

Lin Yuan was completely dazed, his whole body stiff as a statue, unable to move.

Lin Yuan's heartbeat... seemed to stop at this moment.

His mind went blank, the warm sensation on his cheek clear and tangible, lingering for a long time.

Lin Yuan never imagined in his dreams that such a scene would actually happen...

Qin Bore, she actually kissed him?

Qin Bore was the goddess he deemed unattainable in his heart, the person he had dreamed of countless times, an existence he felt luxurious just to approach.

But now, she actually... really kissed his cheek.

Lin Yuan blinked hard, then instinctively raised his hand to touch the cheek that had been kissed.

The warm sensation was utterly real.

Lin Yuan's heart roared wildly: This isn't a dream! All of this is real!

Lin Yuan stood frozen in place, it took a good while before he snapped out of his daze.

Lin Yuan's cheek remained scorching, the shock and dazedness from just before not yet fully faded.

Even Lin Yuan's gaze carried a hint of bewilderment, as if he hadn't fully accepted the fact that Qin Bore had kissed him.

Qin Bore looked at his dazed, foolish appearance, her eyes full of teasing.

Qin Bore smiled as she loosened her grip on his hand.

She then reached out... and untied the ropes binding Lin Yuan's hands and feet.

Qin Bore's movements became gentler, lacking the previous domineering pressure.

Lin Yuan moved his stiff hands and feet a bit, instinctively raised his hand to touch his cheek, his fingertip contacting a cool mark.

That was Qin Bore's lipstick mark, clearly printed on his cheek, not fading for a long time.

That faint hair fragrance... mixed with her own body scent, plus a hint of mellow wine aroma, intertwined, charming and alluring, making Lin Yuan's already troubled heart become even more flustered.

Qin Bore slowly walked up to him, raised her jade hand, and gently stroked his head.

Qin Bore's movements were so gentle... as if she were stroking her beloved pet, her brows and eyes full of indulgence and teasing.

"Stinky brother, come, XX sister will feed you drink."

Qin Bore's voice was soft and charming, her tone filled with an irresistible gentleness.

She said, turning to pick up the glass of 1982 Golden Lafite already poured on the table.

Qin Bore took a gentle sip, a little red wine staining her lips, making her look even more charming and alluring.

Immediately afterward, she handed the glass she had drunk from to Lin Yuan, the rim still bearing her lip print.

Qin Bore's tone carried a hint of teasing: "Come, take a sip."

Lin Yuan stared at the red wine still bearing Qin Bore's lip print, instantly stunned, his cheeks flushing red instantly.

This, this isn't just an indirect kiss?

He looked at the teasing and anticipation in Qin Bore's eyes, feeling both shy and flustered inside, for a moment not knowing what to do.