The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

The supervisors got on their feet and picked up their whips. “Bitch! How dare you!”

They surrounded Gu Xijiu and were ready to give her a lesson. However, before they could swing their whip, a sudden sharp pain stopped them. They felt as if there were countless needles on their skin. Sweat broke out from their forehead rapidly.

“You cannot use your strength at the moment. The slightest pressure will break the vessels in your arms. If you persist, all your vessels will break. You may proceed with the whipping if you do not intend to keep your arms,” Gu Xijiu explained.

The supervisors were shocked. They started sweating even more.

Gu Xijiu took a step back with her arms across her chest. “I do not intend to kill you. I do not intend to interrupt your work as a supervisor, either. As long as you keep the whips away, you will be fine.”

Under the current circumstance, they dared not proceed, even though they were not entirely happy about it. One of them was not willing to submit. “How long will it last?”

Gu Xijiu showed them three fingers.

“Three days?” One made a guess.

“No, three years,” Gu Xijiu said slowly.

Their faces sank, and they almost fell to their knees.

Gu Xijiu said smilingly, “For the next three years, you are not allowed to use your spiritual power, which means, you will be no different from the workers. Think about it. If your direct superior found out about your condition, would he send you to work as well, or let you continue supervising?”

The supervisors looked at her in all seriousness and asked, “What do you really want?”

“Simple. You can continue your job as ‘supervisor.’ These people will not tell anyone anything about your injury. In return, you have to treat them better.”

Certainly, the workers would not tell anyone about it. If a new batch of supervisors came to replace these ones, they would have to suffer again. Hence, they had to find a way to work peacefully with the people here.

After the commotion ended, the workers continued to work. They still did their best but were not pushed beyond their limits. As long as the workers behaved themselves, they would not really care about them. Finally, it was a joyful ending for both parties.

Gu Xijiu asked Tie Niu about the girls who were not around, only to find out that they had been brought to another place.

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It was a palace of great luxury. The food was splendid. Ye Ling sat alone at a long table, enjoying his food. There were 18 dishes on the table. Each and every dish was exquisite. Behind him, stood two young ladies. They were gently massaging his shoulders and fanning him.

His life had been quite free and easy. However, he wanted more. He wanted Gu Xijiu, the girl who acted like a wild cat. He was waiting for her to come and beg him for mercy since he sent the men to do the worst jobs and the women to become prostitutes.

He knew that Gu Xijiu would not let her people suffer, as she really cared for them. She could only beg him, as there was no other way. He had to make her understand that there was no way that she could resist against his power on his territory. She had to obey him, so her people could have a better life.