Manipulative Harem God



Lian Shen's keen eyes quickly identified Wu Xue as the one with the weakest mental fortitude among them.

A malicious intent gleamed in his gaze as he decided to exploit this opportunity.

He directed his focus towards Wu Xue, deliberately targeting her. "Oh, dear," he sneered, "you seem quite troubled. Let's see if a bit of persuasion will loosen your companion's tongue." With a subtle gesture, he intensified the invisible force around Wu Xue, causing her distress.

"Argh!" Wu Xue eyes opened wide, at the sudden increasing pressure, her face turning pale.

"Stop it! You won't gain anything by hurting her," Rose demanded, her voice tinged with anger and worry for her friend.

"Ah, but the truth has a price," Lian Shen retorted coldly.

He continued to apply pressure, tormenting Wu Xue.

Wu Xue grimaced, struggling against the unseen bonds that held her.

Tears welled in her eyes, but she bravely held her tongue, refusing to give in.

"Speak, or her suffering will escalate," Lian Shen threatened, his sadistic delight evident.

Rose's heart raced, trying best to come up solutions to pacify this sadistic monk.

How is she supposed to reavel anything, if she doesn't even know anything herself?

And if she says, she was working on another person behalf, she had no idea how Lian Shen would react?

The best way was to drag the situations as long as possible, but looking at the painful look of Wu Xue she knew the time was slipping by.

In that moment of crisis, Rose's mind raced, seeking a way to navigate this perilous situation.

She took a deep breath, gathering her courage.

"Wait," she stammered, attempting to buy more time. "We were sent on a mission, but we don't know all the details. We're just pawns in a larger game. Torturing us won't bring you any closer to the truth."

Lian Shen's smile wavered for a moment, and doubt flickered in his eyes.

But then, his conviction hardened again, and he doubled down on his torment.

"You expect me to believe such a convenient excuse?" he spat, his patience thinning.

"Believe what you want," Rose shot back, her voice tinged with frustration. "But you won't break our resolve."

Wu Xue, still in distress, managed to gasp out, "She is telling the truth. We don't know anything."

Lian Shen seemed momentarily conflicted, caught between the truthful looks and the uncertainty of their words.

"Enough of this," he growled, growing impatient. "I'll find the truth one way or another."

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As Zhang Wei finally arrived at the scene, he leaned forward, his gaze narrowing to slits as he peered out of the car window.

The atmosphere was thick with tension, and an unsettling aura hung in the air.

Before him, Wu Xue's house was veiled in an intricate illusion, a shimmering field of energy that concealed its true nature.

The system's sudden interruption jolted him. [Host, it's troublesome]

Zhang Wei's brows furrowed. 'Troublesome? What do you mean?' he demanded, his confusion mirrored in his tone.

[...]

The system, however, remained frustratingly silent, leaving Zhang Wei in suspense.

He muttered a curse under his breath as the car came to a stop.

With a determined stride, he stepped out into the mysterious aura surrounding the house. "Take her back," he ordered Anna, without affording Xiong Mei any opportunity to protest, and the vehicle sped away into the distance.

Xiong Mei, standing by, couldn't help but feel a mixture of concern and curiosity. "Take care," she offered, her voice filled with genuine worry, just before the car vanished from sight.

She understood that there was something amiss, and in her wisdom, she chose not to pry further, especially when she sensed Zhang Wei's bad mood casting a shadow all over the place.

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In the dimming light of dusk, the car veered away from Wu Xue's house, its tires humming a soft melody against the asphalt.

Xiong Mei, lost in her thoughts, let out a heavy sigh, her discontent etched across her face.

She pouted, her gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside, a medley of greens and grays blending into an indistinct blur.

Why did she care so much?

It was meant to be a fleeting connection, a mere flicker in the grand scheme of life.

Yet, her emotions seemed to defy this logic, weaving an intricate pattern of confusion and concern in her mind.

He had spoken of permanence, of a desire that went beyond the ephemeral dance of fate.

But she knew that declarations made in the heat of the moment often crumbled beneath the weight of reality.

In the years to come, he would likely drift towards someone younger, someone seemingly better.

That was the way of the world.

In her original plan, she envisioned living a good life, amassing savings for an uncertain future.

Yet, those visions had dissipated like smoke, vanishing right from day one.

Now, her mind was a tempest, a turbulent sea of thoughts crashing against the shores of her consciousness.

Suddenly adrift in a storm of uncertainty, she blurted out, "Drive back," her voice carrying a hint of unease, disrupting the tranquil ambiance of the car.

Anna, the blonde-haired female driver, heard her words, yet continued steering, the steady rhythm of the vehicle unchanged.

"Hm? I said take this car back!" Xiong Mei insisted, her frustration palpable.

"Hahaha..."

Laughter, unexpected and unbidden, broke the silence, emanating from Anna herself.

"Little Miss, spare us the dramatics from the silver screen. Unless you want to face his wrath or become another burden for him to bear, it's wiser to let the past remain as it is," Anna advised, her words cutting through the air like a cold wind, clearing the fog of uncertainty for Xiong Mei.

A moment of realization washed over her, her expression shifting. "I see..." she murmured to herself, her countenance a shade more somber.

Anna wasn't here to guide her through emotional turmoil; she was here to drive.

An adept reader of people, Anna understood that Zhang Wei was no ordinary man, and blindly interfering could sow discord.

It was better to heed his words and trust his judgment.

If he had made such a declaration, it was Xiong Mei's prerogative to fathom its true meaning, granting her the wisdom to navigate these unpredictable waters and avoid potential shipwrecks in the days ahead.