Chapter 218

Zhao Chi smiled and said, "I'm fine. This must be your first time using a spiritual technique… so…"

Zhao Chi's words grew slower and slower.

Somehow, a nameless, vicious fire rose up from within his heart.

That vicious fire quickly blazed into rage, surging tumultuously inside Zhao Chi.

His brows knit tightly. Just a moment ago he had wanted to gently comfort Tang Ruan, but now it had turned into a vicious, harsh rebuke.

"You failed on your very first time using a spiritual technique? Did you even put your heart into it!?"

Zhao Chi's voice suddenly rose, startling Tang Ruan.

"My lord, I… I was casting the Provoke Technique very seriously, and… it seems to have worked now…"

"Worked? You call this working? My heart isn't stirred at all — I'm still thinking about how to comfort you. How can you call that a success!?"

Tang Ruan was stunned.

Gu Qing was also very surprised.

So this was the power of the Provoke Technique?

Zhao Chi had always spoken softly and gently to Gu Qing and Tang Ruan, never a single harsh word.

But the moment the Provoke Technique hit, he turned and roared at Tang Ruan.

This skill really works!

Gu Qing stepped forward, wanting to explain on Tang Ruan's behalf.

Zhao Chi stopped her at once: "Gu Qing, don't plead for her. Hand me the whip in your hand — I must teach her a lesson today!"

Gu Qing hurriedly soothed him: "Lord, please calm down. Right now you're under Tang Ruan's Provoke Technique — these aren't your own thoughts…"

"What do you mean they aren't my thoughts!? This is none of your business — give me the whip!"

Gu Qing stared at Zhao Chi in a daze.

"My lord, you're actually quite manly when you're angry."

"What? Give me the whip!"

Zhao Chi snatched the leather whip from Gu Qing's hand.

Sizzle!

Because he had used too much force, his index finger was cut by the edge of the leather whip.

Zhao Chi grew even angrier.

Gu Qing hurriedly cast a healing spell.

But the light had just flared when Zhao Chi stopped her: "No need to heal! This is none of your business — stand aside!"

Having said that, he strode toward Tang Ruan, bristling with rage.

Gu Qing hurriedly grabbed Zhao Chi.

"My lord, please calm down. If you really hurt Tang Ruan, you'll regret it once you come back to your senses."

"Let go!"

Zhao Chi flung off Gu Qing's hand and raised the whip.

"Tang Ruan, do you know what you did wrong?"

How could Tang Ruan know what she had done wrong? She hadn't done anything wrong at all.

But she didn't argue.

Instead, she dropped to her knees before Zhao Chi: "My lord, I know I was wrong. I won't dare do it again. Please punish me."

After saying that, she lowered her head and shut her eyes tight.

Waiting to endure the whipping.

Gu Qing ran over and urged again: "Lord, please wake up. This leather whip packs quite a punch — you'll definitely hurt Tang Ruan."

Inside, Zhao Chi was also struggling.

Reason and rage kept colliding.

Looking at the pitiful Tang Ruan, and now with Gu Qing's urging on top of it, his reason regained the upper hand.

In an instant, the rage in his heart dissipated.

What replaced it was guilt.

It was clearly he himself who had insisted Tang Ruan use the skill on him.

In the end, he couldn't shake it off at all, and had scared Tang Ruan into kneeling on the ground.

Zhao Chi blamed himself: "I'm sorry, Tang Ruan. It was my fault just now. Please get up."

Gu Qing also explained on Zhao Chi's behalf: "Tang Ruan, don't blame my lord. He was influenced by the skill — he wouldn't have been so fierce with you otherwise."

Zhao Chi bent down and took Tang Ruan's hand: "Get up, quickly."

Tang Ruan lifted her head.

Zhao Chi and Gu Qing both assumed that, given Tang Ruan's temperament, she would surely cry in grievance.

They didn't expect her little face to be flushed red instead, her silvery teeth gently biting her lower lip, a hint of excitement and anticipation in her eyes.

"My lord, you're not going to hit me anymore?"

It was actually a tone of disappointment?

"I'm not hitting you! Get up!"

Zhao Chi handed the whip to Gu Qing and pulled Tang Ruan to her feet.

Tang Ruan said, disappointed: "My lord, if you get angry in the future, just hit me a couple of times. I won't blame you."

Zhao Chi stared into Tang Ruan's eyes and found that she truly felt no sadness.

This also let Zhao Chi breathe a sigh of relief.

Gu Qing watched from the side, secretly marveling.

It seemed Tang Ruan's talent was coming into play at this moment.

No wonder it was called "Masochistic Tendency."

It seemed my lord would have plenty to play with from now on.