NTR: Choice Based System

Hell's voice snapped Ye Yang back to attention, "No, you can't." he warned him, "You can't just barge into that building, Ye Yang. You don't know what you're up against."

Ye Yang looked towards him, "What do you mean?" he asked, thinking that Hell knew something about the building.

Hell's expression turned grave, "There are many powerful presences inside, so you can't enter without being noticed. Moreover, the building is protected by a restrictive barrier that suppresses one's cultivation abilities."

Ye Yang asked, "Can't you do something about that, like you did inside the brothel? Like using spells on those guards and people inside?"

Hell shook his head, "It's impossible for me at this moment. If I were at my peak, I would have blown this entire building to smithereens with a single blow."

Fed up with Hell's boasting, Ye Yang snapped, "Stop bragging when you can't even do anything about it!" he mocked, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Hell shot back, "Who said I can't do anything? I only denied entering the building, but that doesn't mean we can't search for your mother from outside. We can still look for her without entering inside the building."

Ye Yang furrowed his brow, "How?" he asked, confusion etched on his face. "What do you mean we can search for my mother from outside when she could still be inside the building?"

Hell didn't answer. Instead, he climbed onto Ye Yang's shoulder and tapped his paws on his forehead. "Don't resist," he said.

And in the next moment, Ye Yang's recent memories began flooding into Hell's mind - from his recent encounters to intimate moments Ye Yang had witnessed recently, and finally, the faces of his loved ones, including Yu Mei.

But one thing was strange - some scenes were skipped or blurred, as if erased from Ye Yang's mind. Hell's eyes narrowed, his expression nervous and astonished. "What power is blocking those memories?" he wondered aloud.

As Hell was lost in thought, Ye Yang's voice broke the silence, "What are you doing, Hell?" Ye Yang had felt a slight strangeness when Hell touched his forehead, and now he saw Hell closing his eyes, his expression intense.

Hell opened his eyes, "Everything is done. Now, let me see if your mother is still there or not."

He focused intently on the building as his consciousness flowed out of his body at the speed of light, and then it swiftly returned.

"She's not inside," Hell said. "Maybe she's gone back after completing whatever she came here for."

Ye Yang's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "How do you know?" he asked, his voice laced with doubt. "You look so sure, as if you just came from inside the building."

Hell nodded, but remained silent, leaving Ye Yang's doubt unanswered.

Ye Yang had no choice but to believe Hell's words

"So, what now?" Ye Yang asked Hell, unsure of their next move.

"what?" Hell looked at him, "Just go back to where she can be found," Hell replied. "Maybe in her chamber."

Ye Yang also thought that this was the best option they had at the moment, so he started heading back to the family estate with Hell in his arms.

Meanwhile in private inn,

Yu Mei lay naked on the bed, her eyes locked onto Hua Xian, who stood at the corner of the bed, gazing back at her.

Yu Mei broke the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you bring me here?"

Hua Xian, "why?"

"The night is still young," Hua Xian said, his voice laced with a teasing tone. "Do you want to go home so soon, or would you rather go back to that place...?"

Yu Mei's face flushed as memories of that harrowing night flooded back - the night she had to endure so much at the hands of strangers.

Yu Mei's voice trembled with anger, but her face betrayed her emotions with a visible flush. "You... You took me there, and you were willing to let them do whatever they wanted with my body. And now, you're suggesting I want to go back?" she spat, her tone venomous.

Hua Xian's smile twisted into a laugh. "But you enjoyed it, didn't you?" he asked, his tone dripping with insinuation.

Although she remembered the pain and trauma of harrowing night, she also couldn't shake off the memories of the pleasure those men had given her, a pleasure that now filled her with shame and confusion.

"That's not true," Yu Mei said, trying to hide her emotions, but her voice trembled slightly, betraying her.

Hua Xian's eyes gleamed with a knowing light.

"Oh?"

he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Then what are you doing right now, laying naked in front of me, if not inviting me to take you right here right now?"

Yu Mei refuted, "You told me—"

But Hua Xian cut her off, his voice sharp as a blade. "When?" he demanded, his eyes glinting with challenge.

That's when Yu Mei remembered his words when they entered the private chamber: "Lie on the bed." He hadn't told her to strip, but she had done so herself, assuming it was what he wanted.

Yu Mei's face burned with realization. She had misinterpreted his words, and her own desires had led her to make assumptions. But why had Hua Xian said nothing to correct her? Had he wanted her to think that, to believe he desired her so openly? The questions swirled in her mind, making her feel vulnerable and exposed.

The truth was, the recent incident had shattered her mental walls, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. As a result, she had become more submissive, her defences weakened.

This was exactly what Hua Xian had sought to achieve, and that's why he had manipulated her into participating in that twisted game - to break her spirit and awaken her submissive side.

He came close to her; his movements deliberate and slow. Yu Mei was already sitting on the bed, her eyes fixed on him with anticipation. As Hua Xian drew nearer, he began to remove his own clothes, his gaze locked on hers with an unnerving intensity.

His half-awoken dragon become erect as he stands closer to Yu Mei, he said nothing but Yu Mei took the dragon on her hands and started massaging it without Hua Xian's telling her what to do.

Hua Xian smiled, "This is what I want from you: a complete obedience."

[Notice]

Ye Yang: "Thank you for your continued support, dear readers! I'm still searching for my mother and could use your help. Could you spare some coins to aid me in my quest?"