CH 10
War Prisoner
Although it was unbelievable, but in such circumstances, Su Yi started struggling, though his body was held in Wan Yan Xuâs arms so there was no leverage around for him to make use. Before he tried to give the other man a few kicks, Wan Yan Xu bantered a smirk, a âboomâ sounded. Fully clothed, he was thrown into a deep and large pool.
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Su Yi suddenly choked on the water and he heard Wan Yan Xu laughed on the surface: âSu General should be at ease, for this water is from the back garden spring water, and is absolutely clean. Itâs actually quite good for your health; drinking more would only benefit you. Perhaps it would add a little to your effort, and may even help you struggle in my arms a few times.â After he removed his garments, shows a bronze body then another âboomâ sound as he jumped into the water. The splashes have busted the water to cover Su Yiâs sweating face. The messy black hair has become wet, sticking to the shoulder and looked a lot softer.
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Su Yi subconsciously took a few steps back, his clear eyes for the first time has clouded, looking alert at Wan Yan Xu. The other manâs body has no trace of fat nor scars, like the jungleâs most vigorous elegant panther that he saw once at royal hunting ground, seems to be the most appropriate to describe the other man at the moment.
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Wan Yan Xuâs eyes flashed with frantic excitement, went forward step by step closer to Su Yi. Walked to his aside and said: âWhy are you wearing clothes here? Not to mention theyâre rags, there is no difference in wearing them or not. Or maybe Su General rather let me undress you personally? Ha ha ha, you know how to play hard to get.â
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Su Yi was forced to step back at edge of the pool, and then listened to the lewd speech; he could not help but trembled, knowing that he had the misfortune of being correct in his deduction. His hands clutched the pool edge, and attempted to stay calm and said: âYouâve always been serious in your approach, so please control yourself. A person can be killed but cannot be humiliated, such despicable act, you should not do it.â
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Wan Yan Xu crooked his eyebrows in challenge, leisurely said: âSerious approach? Oh, what a joke. Su General has experienced in battle field and worked hard to maintain your countryâs peace, but seemed to lack knowledge on human desire. Have you ever heard of a King who takes serious approach in their love life? I simply do not behave wildly like Qiâs King but these words, I certainly do not deserve to bear.â
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Su Yi wondered whether the person in front of him was a fake Wan Yan Xu poser. The manâs speeches were frivolous, teasing eyes and not the same man he had known, who looked cold and dangerous. Although acting seems to be easily played out, but the dominance of royal bearing could not be mimicked by anyone. Currently, Su Yi has nowhere to retreat. Wan Yan Xu was not worried, took another step forward whilst Su Yi clenched his fists and prepared for a fight, though he knew it was impossible to struggle due to his exhaustion. Nevertheless, as a seven-foot man, he cannot face such a humiliation, not to mention, the worst case scenario is death. He was captured and has no right to live any longer. Though, through his fear that if he offended Wan Yan Xu, his soldiers would be killed, so he only bitterly endured to this point. Death to him is like a road to freedom.
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His mind quickly held onto the idea and his eyes intently stared at Wan Yan Xu, waiting for the other manâs action. At this point their bodies gradually close in. Suddenly he was leaned into the water; Su Yi did not comprehend it until his foot was taken a hold by a strong force, at once fell in the pool, once again swallowed a large gulp of water. Then a pair of strong large hands tightly embraced his waist, crashed sound, both were simultaneously returned to the surface, his ears were echoes of Wan Yan Xuâs laughter: âHa ha ha, Iâd caught you.âBefore he finished his sentence, the hands have already begun to move, torn off Su Yiâs tattered wet clothes, and thrown very far away.
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Su Yiâs heart sank as he immediately noticed one pair of hands, like slippery fish, carefully stroking his wounds; he had never received such humiliation even when he was a child. His blood boiled; the two rows of white teeth clenched hard and about to bite his own tongue to suicide.
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Su Yi saw his smile with a touch of sarcasm; evidently, the other man knew he could not selfishly allow other people to go on suffering if he could help it. He tried to calm himself, made an effort to persuade: âIâd always respect that you are a wise King. Even if I die, I believe that you will not do anything without benefits to you. Are you not afraid of the wrath of God, retribution of karma?â Although he may said those words but his heart knew it did not count, so quickly he side away from Wan Yan Xuâs hands.
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Wan Yan Xu snorted, hold him again and solemnly said: âSu Yi, listen to me. I do not believe in gods or spirits. Qiâs soldiers, besides those under your command, simply could not take a blow in battle and I have no interest in them. Your subordinates, who had followed you to battle for many years, they are brave and loyal. Therefore, only a few is really willing to surrender. Why should I heed for the rest since they are wasting food? Only with your life, really do not justify being the exchange for their lives. Although, if youâre dead before surrendering, this would be the one thing Iâll surely regret in this life. So Su Yi, you have to believe, I could easily take action according to what I say, otherwise Iâll never be able to quash down my anger.â