CHAPTER 471: CHAPTER 471: JUST RIGHT TO DIE ONCE MORE

Soon, Shen Cheng was brought into one of the rooms.

Blindfolded and gagged, she had no idea which room she was in.

She sat on the sofa, her hands tied behind her back, and her feet restrained as well.

However, the ropes binding her were made of special material, so tight yet without giving a feeling of being strangled.

Time passed, and Shen Cheng finally heard some noises outside, prompting her to hold her breath involuntarily.

As Shi Yu and Qin Jin ascended the stage, Feng Jiu Mei was facing away from them, his clothes soaked by the rain, clinging tightly to his body.

Seeing his silhouette, Qin Jin’s brows furrowed.

This figure, it resembled someone...

Meanwhile, Shi Yu next to him remained so unnervingly calm that not even the falling sky could perturb his emotions.

His gaze dark and inscrutable, showing neither joy nor anger.

"Finally, you’ve arrived."

Just at that moment, Feng Jiu Mei slowly turned around, ignoring Qin Jin’s presence and locking eyes with Shi Yu, he chuckled, "To crack the code within three attempts shows you still know me as well as you did when we were kids."

Shi Yu looked at him with a cold gaze and spoke tersely, "Cut the crap, if you want to play, let’s get started!"

"We’ll play the game, but it’s also time to catch up," Feng Jiu Mei walked towards him, punching him lightly on the shoulder, "Haven’t seen you for ten years, you’ve become more of a man! Back then, I could’ve knocked you out with one punch."

Shi Yu returned the gesture with a chilly stare and matched his punch, but with much more force.

The calm meeting belied the dangers lurking beneath, filled with murderous intent.

For a moment, even the air seemed to freeze with a cold tension.

Feng Jiu Mei’s eyes shifted towards the seven rooms standing side by side. His previously cheerful demeanor suddenly hardened, turning chillingly indifferent, "Pick one."

Shi Yu narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth lifting in a dangerously sharp curve, "Is she inside?"

Feng Jiu Mei did not intend to answer his question, "You only have one chance. Choose wrong, and as you fall into the water, she will sink into the sea with you, and you’ll die together."

"Hmm."

A nonchalant word marked the beginning of the game.

Though Qin Jin didn’t know the exact nature of their wager, looking at the seven rooms and listening to Feng Jiu Mei’s words, he had a rough idea of how the game was going to be played.

Out of the seven rooms, six were empty; choosing any of those six meant defeat.

Putting aside the consequences for now, they were bound to be grave.

Choosing the only occupied room meant victory, and the game would end there.

His expression heavy, Qin Jin suddenly reached out and grabbed Shi Yu’s arm, "You have only a one in seven chance, don’t you want to think about it?"

"No need to think," Shi Yu replied coolly, brushing off his hand, "What kind of man is he who cannot even find his own woman?"

Qin Jin: "..."

He didn’t agree with his approach, yet he had to concede to that statement.

What kind of man is he who cannot even find his own woman?

Perhaps this was not a game, but a test of life and death.

Survival and togetherness depended on one’s own decisions.

In the room, Shen Cheng, however, smiled.

What if he couldn’t find her?

It was only death, what was there to fear?

She had died so many times already; one more death would be just right.

To live together, to die together, there was nothing undesirable about it.

Her hand gently caressed her stomach, her smile blossoming even more brilliantly.