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Rafas had not come to see her for two consecutive days, until today when the butler informed him that she still refused to eat and had begun to babble incoherently in bed. He could no longer hold back and opened the door, coming to her side.
Yan Wushuang buried herself in his embrace, treating him as her father, crying sorrowfully: "Father, this world a thousand years later is so scary. Shuang'er doesn't like it here. Shuang'er is so tired and struggling here. Please take Shuang'er back to the palace."
Rafas held her indulgently without saying a word, simply embracing her until she cried herself out, said she was tired, and fell into a deep sleep in his arms.
On the fourth day back at the castle, Yan Wushuang had been on a hunger strike since a few days before her injury. Although she was receiving nutritional fluids daily, if she continued to refuse food and drink, relying solely on medication, she would likely not last much longer.
Just as Rafas returned to the castle, the butler answered his questions in the same manner as before. It seemed he could no longer indulge her like this. The butler brought up a bowl of freshly made rice porridge, and Rafas's figure appeared in the room.
Compared to a few days ago, she looked even more frail now. Rafas opened the cage and saw that the food on the table had not been touched at all; it seemed she wanted to force him into action this way.
"Yan Wushuang, I command you to get up and eat this immediately." Rafas's fiery black eyes fixed on her, but the woman on the bed remained motionless.
After waiting a few seconds with no response from her, it seemed he would have to feed her himself for her to eat.
Rafas picked up the porridge from the table, cradled her in one arm, and used a spoon with the other hand to feed her a mouthful of porridge. Yan Wushuang closed her eyes; no matter what he did, she responded like a lifeless body.
He was Rafas after all and did not have the patience to waste time with her like this. No response? He wanted to see if she would react at all.
He removed her nightgown; her beautiful white body looked even more delicate. Rafas leaned over her, gently kissing and licking her fair skin as he moved downward.
Rafas smirked wickedly, thinking she truly had no reaction. Satisfied, he returned to her cheek and whispered ambiguously in her ear: "Darling, you are just too perfect. If you die, I would still be very reluctant to part with you. So I will make you into a specimen; whenever I want you, I can see you anytime."
"Why do you treat me like this? Even if I die, why won't you let me go?" She was pushed to the brink of collapse. Why did Heaven play such a cruel joke on her by making her encounter such a terrifying man, a demon?
Finally, when she was willing to speak, Rafas pecked her cheek and removed his mask from his face, pressing it against hers as he domineeringly replied: "Have you forgotten what I told you before? As long as I am not tired of you, you can only be mine. Even in death, I will keep your body by my side. Likewise, even if I die, I will drag you down to hell with me. So in this life, you can only be mine; there is no escape!"
Yan Wushuang tightly shut her eyes; her heart was bleeding tears. She felt so exhausted and wished to quietly fall asleep like this, but the man on top of her would not let go!
This fragrant body always stirred his primal desires. Even when she lay still on the bed, he still thought of her and missed her unique scent.
In the room, sounds of movement echoed from the man while there was no sign of life from the woman. Wushuang weakly allowed him to manipulate her; no matter how hard he tried, she remained that desolate figure silently shedding tears.
When the door opened again, only Yan Wushuang remained inside the large birdcage—her tear-streaked face, tightly closed eyes, and shallow breaths all spoke of her drifting state of being.
After venting his frustrations on her, Rafas looked at her lifeless expression and felt anger rise within him. He left the room where she was imprisoned without even locking the cage, not bothering to look back.
Long Ze completely reinvented himself, existing in this world under the identity of Yamamoto Ryuichi. Under his planning, the Yamaguchi-gumi gradually began to rise again, but they were still severely weakened and would need time to recover their former glory.
After Long Yi's words to Misa, she no longer held any illusions about him. She realized that no matter how hard she tried, he would never acknowledge her existence. So she resolved to treat him like an older brother and vowed not to let herself become infatuated with him again.
Yamamoto Ryuichi's name quickly spread throughout Japan. As a newcomer, he faced skepticism from many, but he did not give them a chance to underestimate him.
Kogura had been secretly observing the conflict between Yamaguchi-gumi and Solomon. Although he anticipated that Yamaguchi-gumi would inevitably lose—and lose badly—he was surprised that Rafas ultimately spared the Yamamoto Family, giving Yamaguchi-gumi a lifeline. This was an outcome he never expected.
After conducting thorough investigations, Kogura was even more astonished to find that the cold and cunning Mask Man would show kindness for a woman, while his own wife seemed to receive no such treatment.
Kogura looked at the documents in his hand, which included photos of two women: one was the alluring Smith Annie, and the other was the ethereal Yan Wushuang.
"Boss, shouldn't it be our turn to take action?" asked the man standing next to Kogura.
"What's the rush? It's not time yet. If we confront Solomon head-on now, it will only lead to mutual destruction. Don't forget that man still has Monica on his side; in terms of financial power, we might not be his match. Besides, aside from that incident in England, we are still good partners. If we ruin our relationship over this, it won't benefit anyone," Kogura said wisely. He had dealt with Rafas long enough to understand each other's temperaments.
"Then are we just going to let go of our grievances regarding England?" The man beside him was confused and dissatisfied with this response.
"We need to be patient. We won't act ourselves, but someone else can do it for us. You can go ahead and assist Yamamoto Ryuichi; his hatred for Rafas runs much deeper than ours!"
The man nodded in understanding. Using someone else's hand to strike was a classic tactic. When Solomon was severely weakened by the Three Kingdoms, they would step in and deliver a blow to Rafas, ensuring they would be the ultimate winners in the end.
Kogura's capable assistant quickly contacted Yamamoto Ryuichi and reached an agreement to secretly help him rebuild Yamaguchi-gumi. Both sides began close cooperation in arms and drug trading.
When Kogura joined forces with Yamamoto Ryuichi, Rafas was still fuming over Yan Wushuang's situation. It had been five days since she returned to the castle; during this time, she had not consumed a single drop of water and could only rely on medication and nutrients to sustain her frail body.
Ieyako was hastily summoned by Rafas and given a stern warning: if she couldn't persuade Wushuang, then she would be locked in the cage with her because they were good sisters and should share hardships together.
Seeing Wushuang after so many days apart, Yezi felt heartbroken as she embraced her. Oh my God, this hardly resembled her former self—she looked emaciated as if just skin and bones; her cheeks were sunken with no color: "Wushuang, Wushuang wake up! I'm Yezi; I've come to see you! Please wake up and eat something!"
Yan Wushuang had completely shut herself off from reality as if in her own world where she could hear nothing; it felt like she was the only person left in existence while everyone else had vanished—including her beloved General Longze.
Ieyako called out to her for a long time, but there was still no response from Wushuang. Aside from her warm body temperature and faint breathing behind her, she lay motionless on the bed like a corpse.
"Wushuang, please don't sleep anymore, okay? Can you really bear to leave General Longze behind? He's living well in Japan right now. As long as you're alive, there's a chance to see him again, even if it's just a glance. Don't you wish for that?" Yezi said helplessly, resorting to mentioning Long Ze to provoke her, as he was the most crucial person in her life.
Long Ze... Long Ze... This name kept drifting through Wushuang's mind. He was alive and well; he was living fine in Japan.
For some reason, Yan Wushuang slowly opened her long-sealed eyes. Every movement in the room was actually being watched by Rafas. That woman was once again doing this for that man. Damn it, why was it always that man?
Rafas hated that name deeply. If it weren't for that night when she intervened on his behalf, he would have certainly killed that man out of anger.
Yan Wushuang opened her eyes and looked at Yezi beside her. Her parched lips struggled to part as she hoarsely whispered in Yezi's ear, "How did you come here? Did that man hurt you?"
"He sent me here. If you still refuse to eat today, he will lock me up here with you," Yezi said, holding her hand and leaning closer.
"How can he do this? How can he... treating me like this is enough; why does he have to lock you up here with me? We are human beings, not animals. How can he humiliate us like this?" Yan Wushuang didn't know where she found the strength, but her weak body began to tremble with tears.
Ieyako comforted her, picking up a bowl of millet porridge from the table and bringing it to her lips, pleading, "Wushuang, please eat some porridge. If you really care about me, just force yourself to eat this bowl of porridge, okay?"
"Woo... Yezi, I can't eat. Can you understand my feelings? I'm so tired; I just want to leave this painful place. Staying here is suffocating me; I'm really going crazy." After being tormented time and again, her heart could no longer bear the pain this world inflicted on her, especially being near this man; she felt utterly shattered.
Ieyako nodded; she understood all of this and had seen everything. But as long as they were alive, there would be hope for anything, wouldn't there?
Faisal walked behind Rafas and looked at the surveillance footage of the two beautiful girls. Their lovely cheeks were streaked with tears, making any man who saw them want to reach out and embrace them.
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