The car slowly came to a halt in front of a café named "Time in a Bottle."
The old butler, seated in the passenger seat, hurriedly got out of the car, his face, lined
with age, set with sternness.
Fu Anran, dressed in a silver-winged noble school uniform, stepped out of the car, and
the café manager, who had been waiting at the entrance, quickly approached with a
respectful expression, saying:
"Miss, everything is ready."
Fu Anran gave an almost imperceptible nod, her tea-colored eyes cold and clear.
She walked towards the back of the café and directly entered the kitchen. A waiter
dressed in uniform pushed open what seemed like an ordinary wall, revealing a deep
corridor in front of everyone.
The manager led the way, and Fu Anran, with an extremely indifferent expression,
followed behind.
After walking through a long corridor, they reached the end where there was a direct
elevator. They took the elevator down to the third basement level.
The elevator dinged open.
On both sides of the elevator, two expressionless men stood upright. When they saw
the manager, their expressions became a bit more serious. However, when they saw
the figure that emerged from behind the manager, their expressions suddenly
tightened, and their spines straightened involuntarily.
"Miss!" They bowed in unison, their voices deep and strong.
"Hmm." Fu Anran nodded slightly to the two men.
This was the first time the old butler had truly entered this place.
No one knew that his true master was the young girl in front of him, only fifteen years
old.
He had not done anything to betray the Fu family. In his eyes, the Fu family was his
home, and he had simply chosen a path that he believed would be better for the Fu
family. When the young lady, at the age of eight, asked him in a tone that was not at all
childlike whether he would follow her, the heart that had been silent for decades
suddenly stirred.
He knew that by following the young lady, the rest of his life would not be boring.
He had always known that the young lady had started preparing this place called "NoMercy" since she was eight years old.
Today was his first time stepping inside No Mercy.
It took him seven years to gain the young lady's basic trust. He could not imagine what
the end would be like if he betrayed such a cold yet decisive person.
The name "No Mercy" comes from the idea of being unforgivable.
Anyone who harms the Fu family will be brought here by the young lady's people.
Before they had gone far, a shrill scream came through the air.
"Do you know who we are? I tell you, if you dare to touch a hair on my head, my father
will definitely make sure you die without a whole body!"
"How much money did that bitch Fu Anran give you? I'll give you double! I——"
The voice behind was inaudible, leaving only the sound of a whip cutting through the
air.
Indeed, they were courting death.
Whoever could enter No Mercy was extremely respectful of the young lady. Defaming
her in front of those people, who were like cold-blooded weapons, would leave them
half-dead if not dead.
A sound of breaking air rang out, and the seemingly seamless tempered glass opened
on both sides, revealing the scene behind.
It was a room that looked like an interrogation room, with tempered walls and
incandescent lights hanging from the ceiling. The platform in the room was filled with
various torture devices, and the entire room was soaked in the smell of cold weapons.
Under the protection of others, Fu Anran calmly entered the room.
A sound of breaking air rang out again, and the wide tempered glass closed again,
looking suspicious to no outsider.
Upon hearing someone enter, the person who was flogging stopped their action, and
when they saw the newcomer, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes, followed by a
burst of fanaticism.
They were about to bow and shout out the title that made them extremely excited
when Fu Anran raised her hand slightly, stopping the words they were about to say.
The four people in the interrogation room immediately stood upright on one side, their
faces still merciless, but the ecstasy in their eyes was uncontrollable.
The manager brought over a chair and placed it behind Fu Anran, "Miss, please sit
down."
Fu Anran ignored the manager's eagerness. She walked coldly to Jin Zhen, who was
lying on the ground, groaning, her tea-colored eyes filled with a chilling murderous
intent:
"What do you think I should do with you?"
Jin Zhen's body was already covered in bruises, with many marks left by the whip.
When Jin Weixi heard Fu Anran's voice, she suddenly opened her eyes, looking at Fu
Anran with hatred.
"Fu! An! Ran!"
Fu Anran didn't even want to look at her. She continued to look at the lump of flesh,
her tea-colored eyes filled with icy ice, but her voice was light, "This girl's father? Who
allowed you to speak to him in this tone, huh?"The bodies of the four men standing on one side stiffened, and even the manager and
the old butler, who were standing at the door, felt a little creepy.
Jin Zhen is not a fool. If he were a fool, he wouldn't have made such a big business in
the real estate sector of the imperial capital.
When he and his daughter were taken away in front of the headmaster of the Silver
Wing, he knew he had offended a great person he shouldn't have.
However, before he had time to apologize, he was taken to this place.
The people here didn't listen to any of his explanations and started beating him and Jin
Weixi.
And his idiot daughter thought she was so powerful and kept threatening the people
here.
"I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please let me go, I won't tell anyone about you,
please, please let me go." If he doesn't beg for mercy now, he might not even know
how he died.
Jin Weixi suddenly looked at Jin Zhen in disbelief. She couldn't believe that her father,
who had always been high and mighty, was now begging for Fu Anran, that bitch!
"Dad, are you crazy! Why are you begging her, she's a bitch! A lowly person! We——"
Before she could finish her words, a whip mercilessly lashed her face, and a bloodstain
immediately appeared on her already swollen cheek!
"Ah - my face, my face!" Jin Weixi screamed shrilly and in horror.
"Shut up!" Jin Zhen now wishes he could kill his idiot daughter. How could he have such
an idiot daughter? He should have strangled her when she was born!
Jin Weixi was stunned, clutching her bleeding cheek with one hand, tears falling
continuously.
"Miss Fu, we were blind, we were wrong, please..."
"Wrong?" Fu Anran laughed, "Everyone who comes here says they are wrong."
Jin Zhen was stunned. He couldn't see what this seemingly indifferent girl was thinking.
How could he have been so foolish as to think that her temperament was just an act?
"But everyone's end is the same, do you want to know?" Fu Anran's words stopped
here, and she turned around and sat directly on the beautifully carved chair.
It's the same, so there is only one end...
Jin Zhen suddenly felt cold all over, and at this time, he couldn't feel the pain on his
body, and his body was shaking constantly.
"Well... how can I get rid of your anger? I... I am willing to give you money, a lot of
money..."
"Our young lady lacks nothing, especially money," the old butler said calmly. If the
young lady lacked money, there would be no place called No Mercy.
"Xixi... Yes, my daughter, my daughter will do anything. It was she who instigated me
against you. If you are dissatisfied, you can find her! If... if you want her to die, I can kill
her with my own hands, I..."
Jin Weixi forgot to cry, her eyes filled with horror and disbelief.
Her father, who had always doted on her since she was a child, was now saying he
would kill her with his own hands.
She watched Jin Zhen talking excitedly, and gradually, her vision became blurred, andshe only felt cold all over, so cold that her teeth were chattering.
Fu Anran propped her hand on the armrest, her eyes faintly watching the middle-aged
man who was kneeling and begging on the ground.
Look, this is human nature.
Willing to sacrifice his own daughter just to survive in this world.
"You see, her skin is very good, and her face is also very good. If you sell it, it will also
sell for a good price. Miss Fu, as long as you let me go, she is yours, and you can do
whatever you want with her."
Fu Anran just looked at him.
But when her gaze fell on Jin Weixi, who had been sitting on the ground and was now
standing up unsteadily, she took a short dagger from the nearest torture table, turned
her back to Jin Zhen, and