His Breathtaking and Shimmering Light

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

She lowered her head, frantically trying to come up with an escape plan. The man who was called Young Master Zhi reached out with his long, slender fingers and stroked her chin before lifting her head and checking her out in amusement.

At this point, Qian Xun's gaze was still downcast, not daring to face him. However, she could feel how scorching hot his gaze was. Because she was praised all the way from when she was young, she naturally knew how much of an allure her face had to men.

His gaze was scanning her from head to toe as though he was viewing an object before finally resting on her petite chest. It was as though his eyes were X-ray, and she could not help but break out into shivers.

His gaze was so intent until it gradually seemed as though it was bringing forth a fire that was burning her up.

The entire air was filled with repression as the cheers of his male comrades rang out as though they had just pillaged some treasures.

She did not know how long more this man wanted to look at her as she could hardly bear with it any longer, raising her head to look at him before she suffocated.

Incidentally, the man was handsome. From his facial features to his skin tone, it was clear that he was Chinese, unlike the foreigners who had larger noses and protruding cheekbones. At the same time, he was unlike those Thailanders or Cambodians who had dark complexions with sunken eyes.

Finding someone of the same race should have had her cheering up. Yet, he reeked of a cruel bloodthirst as his eyes were cold and deep, sending chills down one's spine.

Judging from his facial expressions, he seemed to be around her age. How was it that he was giving off such an intimidating aura?

When he saw that she was finally looking at him, Young Master Lu's lips twisted into a cold smirk as he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his embrace.

Instinctively, she struggled. However, it was useless—the more she struggled, the tighter his arms bound her to him.

He leaned down and whispered, "Don't move, or I'll kill you!"

Instantly, Qian Xun's body froze up and did not dare to budge a single inch. He smiled in satisfaction before declaring to those 4 men, "This woman, she's mine!"

The 4 men exchanged glances before speaking out in Cambodian which she could not understand, finally turning to Young Master Zhi. "Young Master Zhi, the village rules states that whoever gets the women first gets to enjoy them first."

They did not want to give her up.

Young Master Zhi raised his head and glared at them fiercely. The moment he relinquished his grip on her, before she could even know what was happening, he had already rushed forth with lightning speed to send one of the men flying with a single kick. He then pointed a gun at another man who was preparing to raise his gun. "You've got an issue as well?"

"N-No! T-This one that's untouched, you can have her, Young Master Zhi! As for that one… erm, it'll belong to…" Young Master Zhi glared at him dangerously. "you as well! They'll both belong to you…!"

At this point, the other men started shouting in Cambodian.

Even though she could not understand, she presumed that the Thai military should have sent people, and they were asking everyone to run.

She wanted to run as well. However, she was struck on the back and instantly blacked out.

By the time she woke up again, she found herself within a village that seemed to reside in the depths of the forest. There were many people with guns who were whistling around.

A scene as such was something that she had seen in movies before—the nests of drug cartels.

It was only through biting her lips harshly that she managed to contain the rising fear in her heart and stop herself from screaming.