Chapter 102: Squeezing Every Last Drop from You, Scoundrel

Chapter 102: Squeezing You Dry, You Scoundrel

As a favored daughter of the heavens, Avra was not only born into privilege, but had also achieved remarkable things in her own right. It was precisely because of her many advantages that she developed the temperament she once had.

Yet now, this former pride of the heavens had abruptly become a slave. Though Zhou Tian had rescued her from falling into the clutches of some debauched noble, the slave mark branded on her back served as a constant reminder of what she had suffered. Outwardly, she bore few wounds, but within, Avra was deeply scarred. Ever since Zhou Tian brought her back, she had remained in a dull, vacant stupor.

“I’ve killed everyone who took you. What more do you want from me, for heaven’s sake?” Zhou Tian had tried countless gentle words by Avra’s side, only to discover none of them had any effect. In a fit of desperation, he finally lost his cool and shouted at her.

Unexpectedly, after listening to endless consolations with barely a response, Avra finally reacted to Zhou Tian’s outburst. As though jolted awake by his anger, she vented in return, shouting, “You think I want to be like this? It’s not you who has to live like this, it’s me! Of course it’s easy for you to say. I’m a slave now, do you understand? A slave! It’s over for me. I’m beyond saving. Can’t you just let me be quiet for a while? Just a while!”

In Avra’s eyes, Zhou Tian saw the resolve to die. The blow dealt by her enslavement was far greater than he had imagined. He had no doubt that if he left her now, she might kill herself.

Naturally, Zhou Tian would never give her that chance, but her attitude still stoked his anger. Seizing her by the collar, he roared, “Do you know who you’re talking to? If I hadn’t rescued you, you’d already be someone’s plaything. Is this how you repay your benefactor? You want to die? Fine, but you’re not allowed to until you’ve repaid the debt you owe me!”

Just as Zhou Tian thundered this and blocked her path to self-destruction, Avra did something wholly unexpected. With a single movement, she tore her clothes from her body, shot him a cold look, and said, “Didn’t you save me? I’ll pay back your kindness with my body. Will that satisfy you?” With that, she shut her eyes and lay motionless on the bed.

“You…” Zhou Tian was furious and pointed at her, about to curse. But when he saw her expression, he simply couldn’t bring himself to say anything. Instead, as he calmed down and his gaze lingered on Avra’s bare form, his heart began to race. Swallowing hard, he forced himself to say, “Put your clothes on. I didn’t save you for this. I—”

But before he could finish, Avra reached out and grasped him in his most vulnerable spot. Zhou Tian’s reaction was instantaneous—a strangled cry, all words dying in his throat.

“All men are the same. Why pretend otherwise?” Avra sneered at him, and then, with surprising familiarity, began to move…

“Damn it!” Driven beyond endurance by Avra’s relentless provocation, Zhou Tian snapped, casting aside all restraint. With a furious yell, he shoved Avra down on the bed and climbed after her…

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“I say…”

“I’ve repaid your kindness. Now get out and let me be alone for a while.”

“Well…”

“I told you to get out!”

“I just wanted to say… I can actually remove that slave mark from your back!”

“What?”

“I said I can get rid of the slave mark on your back!”

“You… Zhou Tian, you scoundrel!”

Zhou Tian looked somewhat aggrieved. To be honest, he hadn’t intended for things to turn out this way. Seeing Avra so lifeless, he had only wanted to comfort her—he hadn’t even thought about the system’s abilities. After Avra took the initiative, everything became a confused blur. Only afterward did he remember what the system could do, which naturally made it seem to Avra as if he had done all this on purpose.

Had Zhou Tian not said those words, Avra might well have thrown him out by force and then ended her own life. But now that he said he could erase the slave mark, Avra found herself reluctant to die.

She wanted to curse Zhou Tian soundly—how could he keep such an ability to himself and let her go through all that? But recalling that she had been the one to take the initiative, she was left with little ground to stand on. Blushing furiously, she could only grit her teeth and demand, “Well, hurry up and get rid of that thing on my back!”

“Yes, yes!” Guilty as charged, Zhou Tian didn’t dare retort. He obediently retrieved a healing potion from the system’s store and began to treat her.

The slave mark had been branded with a special iron, inflicting not just physical pain but also a demonic curse. Once marked, no matter how powerful the victim or influential their background, unless they became a demigod, they would never rid themselves of it.

But Zhou Tian’s system held not only the wonders of Western alchemy, but also myriad Eastern treasures. What Western magic couldn’t touch, Eastern medicine erased with ease. With a gentle application, the mark on Avra’s back vanished completely.

She ran her fingers over the smooth skin of her back, again and again checking in the mirror. Once she was sure the brand was truly gone, Avra began to weep for joy.

“Well, how’s that? Not bad, right?” Zhou Tian boasted, rubbing his nose in self-satisfaction. “With my abilities, I can even extend life. Removing a little mark like that is nothing.”

But no sooner had he finished than Avra wiped away her tears, stood, and marched over to him. Grabbing him by the collar, she shouted, “Zhou Tian, you scoundrel! You made me do something so… so humiliating. I won’t let you off!”

“Weren’t you the one moaning with pleasure just now? And you were the one who started it.”

“You… you…” Avra’s face flushed scarlet at his words. She glared at him for a long time, then suddenly shoved him onto the bed and straddled him.

“What… what are you doing?”

“I’m going to squeeze you dry, you scoundrel!”