In the dimly lit hall, the sinister ambiance of Boson Group's underground third level was palpable. This was no ordinary space but a hidden fortress where the enigmatic Yu Aotian revealed his dual identity. By day, he was the poised, commanding tycoon revered in the business world; by night, he transformed into the ruthless emperor of the underworld.
The room was filled with hundreds of black-clad subordinates who bowed deeply, a synchronized display of deference.
"Boss Yu," they greeted in unison, their voices echoing in the heavy air.
Amid the tension, a man knelt trembling on the floor, repeatedly banging his head in desperate pleas. "Boss Yu, I was wrong! I swear I'll never betray Yu Long Society again. Please, have mercy!"
Yu Aotian's cold eyes narrowed as he bent slightly, retrieving a small knife handed to him by an attendant. A sinister smirk curled his lips as he crouched before the kneeling man. "Stick out your tongue."
His deep, magnetic voice reverberated through the hall, sending chills down spines. The air grew oppressive, and even the onlookers could feel the weight of the moment.
The man's terror reached its peak, his body shivering uncontrollably as the floor beneath him grew damp. Stories of Yu Aotian's infamous cruelty were well-known in the underworld: he never granted quick deaths. Instead, his methods ensured drawn-out, excruciating suffering. To him, this wasn't just punishment; it was art.
"Pathetic. You've soiled yourself before anything's even begun." Yu Aotian let out a cold chuckle before tossing the blade toward a young man in the crowd. His piercing gaze shifted to Long Qi.
"He's yours. Do as you like. But remember, if he doesn't scream... I'll deal with you instead."
Catching the knife effortlessly, Long Qi responded confidently, "Got it, Boss. I won't disappoint."
Satisfied, Yu Aotian rose and walked toward a side room, his footsteps calm and measured. The soft light inside revealed an alluring woman waiting nervously.
"傲天哥 (Brother Aotian)," she greeted in a sweet, tentative voice.
His expression remained indifferent as he sank into the sofa. His eyes remained fixed on the blurred glass panel, observing Long Qi's gruesome "performance" in the hall.
"Why are you here?" His tone was cold, devoid of affection.
"I missed you," she replied coquettishly, leaning against him.
Yu Aotian's gaze darkened, and he smirked faintly. "Perfect timing. I could use some relief. You know what to do, don't you?"
Her cheeks flushed as she stammered, "This... this is my first time."
His demeanor shifted instantly, his grip tightening in her hair as he yanked her head back. His icy breath grazed her ear as he whispered darkly, "Do you think I'd touch you if you weren't?"
Every woman who had been with Yu Aotian knew the unspoken rule: purity was non-negotiable. She trembled, tears welling up in her eyes, as she nodded submissively. "I... I understand."
Despite her hesitation, her hands moved to his collar, only for him to shove her roughly aside.
"No need for pretense. Just get it over with."
The woman, though shaken, complied as best as she could, her movements trembling yet determined. Yu Aotian's patience waned as he forcefully guided her, ensuring she adhered to his rhythm.
"Ah—" she gasped in surprise, nearly fainting from the sudden pressure.
But the oppressive atmosphere of the room and the muffled screams from the hall created a stark contrast to her growing intoxication. She whispered breathlessly, "Brother Aotian... I love you."
Her declaration met an icy glare. Yu Aotian's voice was devoid of warmth as he spat, "Move. You're blocking my view."
Through the frosted glass, Long Qi's sadistic art unfolded. He meticulously carved into the traitor's flesh, drawing agonized screams that reverberated through the hall. Yu Aotian's lips curved into a faint smirk of approval.
"Long Qi never fails to deliver," he muttered.
In that twisted realm, the cries of pain and the gasps of pleasure intertwined like a grotesque symphony. It was the music Yu Aotian adored—a chilling blend of despair and ecstasy, orchestrated by his merciless hand.