Unfortunately, no matter how he tried, that intense gaze accompanied by an overwhelming pressure had already shattered his psychic defenses, leaving him in a state of total terror, which in turn made him unable to regain his composure.
Moments later, Hu Xian's heart raced again as he heard the footsteps approaching. The sound seemed to reverberate through the walls, intensifying his anxiety. The approaching presence only heightened his sense of impending doom, his racing heart pounding louder with each passing moment. The room felt like a prison of dread, and his internal struggle was a relentless battle between his will to take action and the overwhelming terror that rendered him immobile.
The door to his room creaked open, and a shadowy figure appeared in the doorway. Hu Xian's heart seemed to stop as he gazed at the imposing silhouette. The figure stepped into the room, revealing one of the black-suited guards, his eyes fixed on Hu Xian with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine.
''Well, well, well… what do we have here?'' his voice was cold, laced with a hint of mockery, as he spoke with a cold smile on his face.
Time seemed to slow as the guard's gaze bore into him, and Hu Xian felt a mixture of fear and resignation wash over him. He was now face-to-face with the enigmatic force that had shattered his reality, and there was no escaping its grasp.
Even though the black-suited man in front of him was not the one who had looked at him with that overwhelming gaze earlier, he still felt like an ant in the presence of this man. Every fiber of his being screamed for him to run, to fight, to do something, but his body remained frozen, held captive by the fear that had taken control.
''So, you were the one who dared to lay his fingers on young master Ron, huh ?'' the black-suited man continued, his tone dripping with condescension. ''A brave little ant, huh? Or should I say, a foolish one?'' He tilted his head slightly, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and something darker.
Hu Xian's voice caught in his throat, his lips trembling as he struggled to find the words to respond. The black-suited man's presence was suffocating, and overwhelming, and Hu Xian felt as if his very soul was being laid bare before this enigmatic figure. ''You see, little ant,'' the guard said, his voice dropping to a low, almost conspiratorial tone, ''actions have consequences. And you, my dear, have quite the debt to pay.'' As the black-suited man's words hung in the air, a chill swept over Hu Xian.
The realization of his vulnerability and the gravity of the situation hit him like a tidal wave. He was no longer reading about epic battles and ancient myths; he was living a nightmare, facing a force beyond his comprehension, a force that had him ensnared in its web of power and intrigue. The black-suited man's smile remained, but it had transformed into something more sinister. ''Get up,'' he commanded, his voice cutting through the room like a blade.
However, how could Hu Xian, who couldn't even move when he heard his father's screams, answer the enigmatic figure? His fear had gripped him so tightly that he felt paralyzed, his mind racing with a cacophony of thoughts and emotions.
The black-suited man's gaze remained fixed on Hu Xian, a mixture of amusement and superiority evident in his eyes. He seemed to relish the fear that radiated off Hu Xian, ''Ah, it seems our young 'friend' is at a loss for words,'' he remarked with a faux expression of surprise, his tone dripping with sarcasm. ''No need to worry, little ant, at most, you would just be tortured as you watch your family being tortured and cut into pieces in front of you, hhhhh!'' he continued, His chilling laughter echoed in the room, sending shivers down Hu Xian's spine.
The words of the black-suited man were like a cruel taunt, a reminder of his vulnerability in the face of this merciless force that he had unintentionally provoked. The fear that had already consumed him deepened, twisting into a sickening feeling of helplessness. However, at the same time, the man's words made him feel a surge of rage and terror at the thought of his family being tortured and slaughtered in front of him.
Hu Xian's fists clenched involuntarily, his nails digging into his palms. How he wished he could be strong, to protect his loved ones, but all he could do was kneel there, trapped in his own fear, unable to even form coherent words.
The black-suited man's grin only widened as he saw the turmoil in Hu Xian's eyes. ''Oh, how entertaining this is,'' he mused, his voice dripping with sadistic amusement as he walked towards where Hu Xian was kneeling. ''But enough of this meaningless banter. We can't keep the young master waiting now, can we?''.
Hu Xian's heart pounded even harder, his body trembling as the black-suited man approached him. Each step felt like a heavyweight crashing down on him, and he couldn't tear his gaze away from those cold, calculating eyes. He was like a mouse caught in the gaze of a snake, paralyzed by the impending danger.
As the black-suited man reached him, he extended his gloved hand, his fingers curling around Hu Xian's chin with a firm grip. ''You see, dear ant, your fate is sealed. There's no escaping the consequences of your actions. And I assure you, it won't be a swift or painless end.'' the man's voice was a cold whisper that slithered into Hu Xian's ears.
The touch sent a shiver down Hu Xian's spine, and he felt a wave of revulsion and fear at the same time. His voice was barely a whisper as he tried to speak, ''You… you animals!''.
The black-suited man's grip tightened slightly, his lips curving into a cruel smile that seemed to mock Hu Xian's desperation. ''Oh! trying to talk back now, huh?'' The man's tone was dripping with condescension, his eyes glinting with amusement at Hu Xian's futile attempt at defiance. ''But, as I said before, enough of these meaningless struggles,'' he continued, before releasing his grip on Hu Xian's chin and standing up. In the next instant, he delivered a swift kick to Hu Xian's stomach, sending shockwaves of pain through his body.
''Ahhhhh!'' The impact of the kick left Hu Xian writhing in agony on the ground, gasping for air, his vision blurring from the intensity of the blow
He crumpled to the ground, gasping for air, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to recover from the brutal blow, that blurred out his vision due to its intensity. The room seemed to spin around him, his surroundings a blurry haze as he fought against the overwhelming pain. Every movement sent jolts of agony through his body, and he clutched his stomach as if trying to shield himself from further harm.
The black-suited man stood over him, his gaze cold and unfeeling as he watched Hu Xian's suffering. ''Pathetic,'' he sneered, his voice laced with disdain.
The man extended his hand again towards Hu Xian and grabbed his hand, forcefully hauling him up from the ground and dragging him across the floor towards the door with an effortless display of strength.
As he was dragged across the floor, Hu Xian's body trembled from the throbbing pain he felt in his abdomen, and each movement only seemed to exacerbate the pain. his breath came in ragged gasps, his thoughts a chaotic whirlwind of fear and desperation while his vision swam in and out of focus making the world around him a disjointed blur. The room seemed to sway around him, its walls appearing as if closing on him.
Moments later, Hu Xian was dragged out of his room to the living room, where the rest of the black-suited men stood like an imposing wall of shadows. The one who seemed to be their leader stood in front of the door as if trying to prevent anyone from getting in and out. The one who had incapacitated Emma and hit Hu Bao was extending his hand towards the unconscious Emma, picking her up, and throwing her above his left shoulder. The last black-suited who hadn't done anything from the beginning was heading towards Hu Bao who was sitting as he leaned unconscious against the wall of the living room that was filled with taces due to the impact of him hitting the wall.
As he was forcibly brought into the midst of this grim scene, Hu Xian's dazed gaze darted between his mother who was being carried like a dead weight, and his father who was slumped unconscious against the wall. ''Mo…mother! fa…father!'' his voice quivered. This unsettling scene made his heart constricted in a vice grip of anguish and fear. His body trembled uncontrollably, trying to resist the man's strong grip on him as he struggled to break free.
But, unfortunately, how could Hu Xian, who was now as weak as an ant in front of this overwhelmingly powerful man be able to resist? Not to mention, even if he somehow managed to break free from this one, there were still three other such beings in the scene, their mere presence was suffocating.
The man's grip on him only tightened, and his words cut through the air like a chilling wind, ''Still trying with these meaningless struggles?'' The black-suited man's condescending tone cut through Hu Xian's struggles.
''Let's go!'' right then, the black-suited man who stood at the door ordered, his voice cold and authoritative.
The man's grip on Hu Xian's arm tightened even more when he heard the order, to the point of almost breaking it, as he was forcefully pulled towards the door of the apartment, his resistance proving futile against the superior strength of his captor. As they moved, Hu Xian's gaze, which had already started blurring again due to the overwhelming pain that was now coming from both his hand and stomach, flickered towards his unconscious parents, who were being carried by the other two men, a pang of helplessness and despair coursing through him, as he felt utterly powerless in the face of this dire situation, The weight of it eventually overwhelmed him, resulting in him falling unconsciousness.
Feeling no more resistance, the man turned his head and saw that Hu Xian had already lost consciousness, ''Pathetic ant!'' he sneered, his voice full of disdain. He then turned around and continued forcefully pulling him out.