I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 653 - 653: 621. Fake

Lord Yeli Dong was puzzled.

The silver advanced door in front of him did not open at his thought as he had expected.

This door was equipped with smart recognition capabilities and would normally open automatically as he approached.

But now, as he sat in his wheelchair, he had waited a full three seconds and the door had not budged an inch.

Lord Yeli Dong furrowed his brows. What on earth had that boy done?

He had tasked him with repairing the power system of the Gardenia Garden, and not only had the repairs been delayed, but now even the security system was broken!

Utterly useless.

Lord Yeli Dong felt displeased within and transmitted his command telepathically, "Sword Heart, open the door."

To his surprise, there was no response from Sword Heart.

Lord Yeli Dong's frown deepened further, feeling inexplicably irritable.

There were indeed a few too many annoyances today.

The energy system of Gardenia Garden was broken; Freya was dragging her feet and unwilling to come down for the birthday banquet, and that nauseating rat named Xia Feng was hiding somewhere dark, spying on his lady.

Now Sword Heart was up to who knows what.

His gaze turned icily cold, and Spiritual Particles converged in his eyes. His heterochromatic eyes, one azure, one crimson, lit up brilliantly, activating the Eye of Perspective right away.

He was ready to see exactly what was happening inside the garden.

His vision pierced through the molecular structures, suddenly clearing, and then he saw...

Xia Feng?

There Xia Feng was, casually slouching on his couch, his lips twisted in a wicked smile, his right hand resting on the slender waist of the woman sitting atop him.

And that woman, Freya? ... Freya was in a pose where her graceful neck was arched high, and the dark grey covers draped over her shoulders slithered enticingly like a water snake...

Her burgundy wet hair swaying haphazardly.

"?" Lord Yeli Dong's azure pupil suddenly constricted. Before he could comprehend the scene, he heard his wife's enchantingly seductive voice and saw her gradually stick out her tongue and giggle foolishly with a cold yet captivating face.

The provocative scene hit him like a speeding train, slamming straight into his azure pupil, which trembled uncontrollably and began to quiver with streaks of bloody intent.

His nerves buzzed tautly in his brain—silence fell upon the world!

Ding~

The first nerve snapped suddenly.

"Master, when will you enjoy Sword Heart?" came a cold, cooing voice begging in a sticky tone, "If you don't hurry, Mr. Dongjun will be back soon."

Lord Yeli Dong's gaze stiffly shifted to see Sword Heart, the woman he trusted most and even felt deeply affectionate towards, now kneeling beside Xia Feng's calf, looking up like a bitch in heat, panting with her tongue out.

Xia Feng seemed too busy to deal with this bitch, simply scratching Sword Heart's chin, causing her beautiful Phoenix Eyes to delightfully narrow with joy, before extending two fingers as if bestowing a treasure to her, and Sword Heart treasured the gesture immensely.

Buzz—

The second nerve snapped as well, and Lord Yeli Dong's handsome face reddened with anger, his heterochromatic eyes now entirely suffused with spreading blood vessels, bulging violently.

Buzz buzz—A terrifying aura erupted skyward, his hands gripping the wheelchair's armrests convulsively, veins throbbing violently, his entire body shaking, and the floor beneath the wheelchair began to dent under the immense pressure.

Illusion Technique?

Lord Yeli Dong could sense the reality of everything around him, yet he still held onto a sliver of rationality, and the possibility popped into his mind.

And was it an extremely advanced illusion technique?

"Ms. Fu, it seems your husband has arrived at the door," Xia Feng suddenly said, as if sensing something, looking up through the high door and locking eyes with Lord Yeli Dong directly.

Although she knew it was all an act, Freya's heart leaped to her throat upon hearing her mischievous student whisper maliciously so close to her ear, leaving her mind completely stunned.

A sense of immorality that she was unwilling to acknowledge wrapped around her heart like a dense web of silken threads, suffocating her until she could hear none of the surrounding sounds—all she could see was Xia Feng's hateful, sly face, mocking and taunting her on purpose.

Was this boy always pretending to be good and respectful towards her when in fact, in his heart, he'd been desiring her filthily and wickedly all along?

Freya's flushed, beautiful eyes trembled as she lowered them, her fair arms lazily wrapping around Xia Feng's neck. She lowered her head in a disoriented murmur, "Forget about that guy outside, kiss me."

Xia Feng had just begun to say something when his words were silenced by her pressing lips, leaving him stunned.

This wasn't how the script was supposed to go, was it?

According to the script, Ms. Fu was supposed to show a conflict between her physical reactions and her psychological state, playing hard to get even if humiliated and teased by this villain, and even if her body reacted honestly, her heart was still supposed to harbor hatred towards him, furiously resisting his bullying.

She definitely wasn't supposed to be willing to kiss him.

But now... Ms. Fu was seriously lacking professional ethics as an actor, not following the script at all.

She was beginning to take advantage of him, a simple and ignorant student.

What a perverted teacher, Xia Feng thought shamelessly to himself.

However, it was also at this moment that his hair stood on end, and his scalp exploded in alarm, his pupils suddenly shrinking into trembling stars.

Reflected in his eyes behind the wheelchair-bound young man, a giant of crimson light ignited, its demonic and strange eyes gleaming with a deadly red, staring down at him as though he were a maggot about to be crushed.

The crimson giant swung its fists, the sound of thunderous roaring coming from the silver doors, drowning out Ms. Fu's tender voice.

"Boom—!"

Xia Feng felt the chill of death approaching, subconsciously tightening his embrace around Ms. Fu's serpentine and slippery waist.

"Master, rest assured, the closer you are to the core of the Sky Fortress, the stronger the defense barriers become."

Sword Heart, with her jet-black hair neatly arranged, lifted her beautiful oval face, smiling gently as she explained, "I've already covertly made moves to sever the connection between Lord Yeli Dong and the seal on this door. He won't be able to enter, and he certainly can't hurt you, Master, not even the slightest."

"Hmm, good job," Xia Feng smiled and nodded, scratching Sword Heart's delicate chin again as a sign of encouragement.

A cold light flickered momentarily in Sword Heart's Phoenix Eyes, as she struggled to suppress the urge to kill this puppet.

The third and fourth nerves maintaining Lord Yeli Dong's sanity in his brain completely snapped!

"Sword Heart!"

"Freya!!" The ferociousness in his eyes solidified into something tangible, his cold and raspy voice as if coming from the depths of the Netherworld.

Lord Yeli Dong faced the grim reality: the scene before him wasn't an illusion but stark truth.

Not only had Sword Heart, the bitch, betrayed him and become Xia Feng's Female Slave!

Even Lei Ya had been violated by Xia Feng to the point where she couldn't control herself, starting to actively cater to him, begging Xia Feng to toy with her!!

However—

At the same time, Lord Yeli Dong's Inner Self was calmly observing everything from within the depths of his soul.

Although seeing his wife and loyal female confidante in such debauchery with Xia Feng was quite repulsive,

he knew it was all fake,

all just an act,

and that Xia Feng was merely a fake Puppet.

The sofas, the floor, even the waterfalls streaking across the glass curtain walls were murky—all props set for this theatrical play.

To make him believe that just minutes ago, Xia Feng had truly held Lei Ya up against the glass curtain wall to do something wicked right in front of him.

To make him experience the ultimate humiliation.

And right now, beneath the bedding, nothing substantial had occurred.

Lei Ya's writhing figure was also just acting for his eyes to see.

But it must be said, Lei Ya's acting was indeed very good; her waist and hips moved perfectly, as if she was genuinely engaged in the deed.

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