Chapter 78: Use These Feet to Prove Your Sincerity (4)
Panic flooded Long Ye's heart. If she didn't resist now, there would be no more chances.
She lifted her leg, aiming to kick away the unknown figure.
Unfortunately, her fair, slender legs were also pinned down in an instant, leaving her completely immobile.
No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't change the reality of the rope tightening around her wrists, loop after loop.
The witch had thought this was bad enough, but she hadn't expected the binding to continue.
"Wait, what are you doing?!"
Long Ye couldn't help but cry out.
Shenyue remained silent, fully focused on her task.
She had no intention of answering, nor was there anything appropriate to say.
"Let me go! How dare you do this to me?!"
The witch's voice carried both panic and humiliation.
Regret filled her heart, but it was already too late.
Su Qing watched the scene unfold, leisurely sipping his now slightly cold tea.
The sight of a mature woman completely dominating a delicate girl was quite pleasing to the eye.
And his personal bodyguard's skills were getting sharper by the day.
Yes, all his training had finally paid off!
A moment later.
Despite her best efforts to resist, Long Ye was utterly unable to change her fate.
She was bound in a fully restrained posture, placed atop the table.
With her powers sealed, the idea of escaping was nothing more than a delusion.
The witch had never expected another person to be waiting in the room.
Even worse, she had been tied up in such a humiliating manner!
She was utterly furious, her mind on the verge of collapse.
In all her years, she had never suffered such an indignity!
Shenyue examined her handiwork, a faint trace of guilt flashing across her face.
But this guilt wasn't because she felt sorry for Long Ye.
She knew exactly who this woman was.
This was an actual witch, completely different from ordinary people.
What she had done was truly the suppression of evil!
In the past, she wouldn't have gone this far, even against a witch.
But now, she was fully embracing her role as a bodyguard, adjusting well to her new identity.
The only reason she felt guilty was because she wasn't satisfied with the aesthetics of her work.
"Notice anything? The bindings in the back used too much rope. These sections should be in the front."
"If placed at the back, they obstruct the curves here, making it look unnecessarily complicated."
Su Qing critiqued.
As he spoke, he reached out to adjust a few ropes.
With just a few small modifications, the elegance and visual appeal improved significantly.
Delicate hands and dainty feet tied together, the tight-fitting dance outfit subtly outlining her curves.
Now this was perfection!
"Master, I understand now."
Shenyue nodded earnestly, feeling like she had learned something new.
Next time, her technique would be even more refined, even more flawless.
At this moment, Long Ye truly understood the meaning of shame and humiliation.
Within the Heavenly Demon Sect, she was a feared and respected figure, untouchable by anyone.
Yet now, she had been reduced to a mere practice model for such a disgraceful lesson!
Damn that pervert—he was the real demon here!
The witch was overwhelmed with fury but knew she had completely lost.
She remained silent, no longer struggling, lying motionless atop the table.
From any angle, she looked like a broken fish that had lost all will to swim.
Su Qing pulled up a chair and sat in front of Long Ye.
Due to the restraints, she couldn't turn her head, so she simply closed her eyes.
Clearly, she was protesting through silent defiance.
"Miss Witch, you're putting me in a difficult spot. This is hardly the behavior of someone seeking cooperation."
"Since you attacked me earlier, surely you were prepared for the consequences?"
"I'm not a cruel man, but you must know something that interests me."
Su Qing was unfazed by her resistance, speaking unhurriedly.
The witch remained silent, keeping her eyes shut as if asleep.
Truthfully, she looked quite adorable this way.
"You should know my methods. So why waste time? Let's skip unnecessary steps."
Su Qing sighed, his tone sincere.
"Hah, laughable. No matter what you ask, I won't say a word."
Long Ye opened her eyes, scoffing disdainfully.
She appeared determined, as if full of integrity.
But in truth, she was merely acting out of stubborn defiance.
She had already fallen to this point—this was the only thing she could do.
"Really? Long Ye, you're quite famous in the Heavenly Demon Sect, aren't you? With many loyal followers."
"If word of today's events spread, what do you think would happen?"
"Your peers, your enemies—they would all be utterly shocked, wouldn't they?"
"Surely you don't want your reputation to be tarnished?"
Su Qing had no intention of torturing her, keeping his words concise and direct.
Why waste effort when words could do the trick?
Long Ye's expression flickered slightly.
She bit her lip, remaining silent.
"A disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, known for manipulating minds, yet unable to seduce a mere pervert like me."
"If word got out, your reputation would be in shambles."
"Did you know that even the Saintess of the Heavenly Dao Sect has bested you in this?"
Su Qing clicked his tongue in mock pity.
"You… what nonsense are you spouting?!"
Long Ye nearly exploded in rage.
His words were a direct attack on her pride, striking right where it hurt most.
She absolutely loathed being compared to others, especially in areas she prided herself on.
This was an unforgivable insult!
Her eyes blazed with fury, yet she was utterly powerless.
"Nonsense? You know the truth. Don't deceive yourself."
Su Qing casually poked her soft cheek.
Her delicate skin was slightly cool, bouncy like jelly—truly delightful.
Tears welled up in the witch's eyes, this time not from acting but from genuine frustration.
"Quick, record this. This is priceless footage."
Su Qing showed no sympathy, calling for his assistant to capture the moment.