Chapter 101: Get along well with each other.
“Though that is said, Killian’s endurance of humiliation to this point isn’t without reason.”
Killian had only one thing on his mind.
When he remembered the man’s smirk that had thrown him into this nightmare, all the humiliation inside Killian turned into hate.
Thus, once he knew he had fallen into that man’s hands, and sunk to such straits, Killian swore in his heart to retaliate in the most brutal way possible.
Yes, he couldn’t die.
Killian kept telling himself this while preparing to close his eyes and quietly wait for the right moment.
However, Killian didn’t realize that as a villain, he might be patient, but the protagonist might not necessarily be.
“Hey, long time no see, you seem to be doing quite well, enjoying free food and drinks, aren’t you?”
This voice abruptly entered Killian’s ears, appearing out of nowhere in the space.
Killian’s whole body shuddered, and he abruptly looked up.
The next second, Killian saw him.
He saw the figure of the person he hated most.
Killian’s eyes widened, immediately filling with immense murderous intent and hatred.
The person who had come was Shane.
“Shh, not so loud,” Shane, placing a finger on his lips like an accomplice attempting to rescue Killian, quietly warned him yet his face was filled with amusement as he added, “This place has tight security, with patrols and guards around at all times, and alarm barriers. If I didn’t have a high-level ‘Concealment’ skill, I doubt I could’ve snuck in. If you make any noise and attract attention, I’ll have no choice but to leave, okay?”
At these words, Killian made no response, just continued to stare at Shane with eyes brimming with murder and hatred, as if he wanted to chop him into a thousand pieces, his hands clenched tightly showing veins bulging one after another—an indication of the intense emotions flooding his heart.
Were it someone else, even Beren might not be able to remain composed under such a terrifying gaze, right?
But Shane ignored it all, not afraid in the slightest, instead moving closer.
“Alright, I’ll skip the nonsense,” Shane looked directly at Killian and bluntly said, “Do you want to get out?”
This was indeed as direct a question as there could be.
Yet, Killian still didn’t respond, continuing to stare intensely at Shane.
Seeing this, Shane couldn’t help but sigh.
“Not listening again?” Shane said helplessly, “Whether last time or this time, it seems like you ignore what I say, reacting only to what you want to hear. It’s no wonder you’re a Level 77 Demon Clan expert, a subordinate of one of the Six Great Demons – you really act high and mighty.”
With that, Shane laughed.
“But you should be very clear about what happened last time you acted this way, right?”
Upon hearing this, Killian’s expression darkened with anger, finally preparing to react.
But this time, before Killian could speak, a fist enlarged in his vision.
Heavy force exploded on Killian’s face.
Killian only felt a wave of severe pain rush over him, causing him to scream out loud, but his scream was muffled.
“No need to scream, every time you do, I am exposed.” Shane, clutching one fist and covering Killian’s mouth with his other hand, said with a smile, “But why bother? Isn’t it better to just obey quietly? Do I really have to dislike you enough to hit you before you’re satisfied? Sure, villains deserve a beating, but you’re practically asking for it, which is troubling for a fully positive Adventurer like me.”
As his words ended, Shane’s fist transformed into gusts of wind, pounding down repeatedly.
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”…
Amidst the dull sounds of impact, Shane’s fists landed on Killian’s head one after another, making Killian continually cry out in distress.
In the tent, a highly skilled member of the Demon Clan was continuously struck with punches by an unexpectedly strong rookie Adventurer without being able to resist at all; he could only passively take the hits, blurring the lines between who was the hero and who was the villain.
But one thing was certain.
As Shane continued to strike him, not only did Killian not show any sign of concession, his heart filled more and more with anger and humiliation, eventually driving him to madly scream.
“I will definitely kill you! Kill you!”
Killian’s hatred had completely erupted.
Naturally, those words, heavy with immense hatred, turned into muffled “umm umm umm” sounds under Shane’s restraint.
Shane also exercised good judgment, appearing excessively violent yet carefully controlling the noise to avoid alerting anyone to the anomaly within the tent.
Eventually, as time passed, Shane even started to enjoy it.
“The feeling of this is beyond words. Hey, stop trying to act like some over-the-top youth from the Old Demon Clan Faction. Just go be a professional sparring partner; with your quality, you’ll definitely be a profitable punching bag.”
Speaking such words, Shane’s movements became faster and heavier.
“Skill Acquired—’Hand-to-Hand Combat’—Would you like to learn?”
Without any prior warning, this message popped up in Shane’s mind, causing him to pause.
“Could even this lead to gaining a skill?”
Stunned, Shane subconsciously learned the newly acquired skill and immediately upgraded it to Level 10.
If Shane recalled correctly, Lu Muya also had learned this skill, which seemed to be specialized for enhancing techniques and abilities in hand-to-hand combat.
“If I had known beating someone until it feels right could teach me skills, I would have hit you a couple more times last time.”
Feeling greatly pleased, Shane finally stopped and also let go of his hold over Killian’s mouth.
Instantly, Killian gasped for air, his face covered in traces of blood from his eyes, nose, and corners of his mouth, immensely disheveled.
Even so, Killian continued to stare intensely at Shane, the murderous intent and hatred in his eyes unrelenting and even growing more frenzied.
Shane was certain that if he were to release Killian’s restraints, he would undoubtedly throw himself at him in a desperate attempt to perish together.
“What a pity, what a pity, this is not what I need.”
Shane leaned close to Killian’s face, locking eyes with him, his face revealing a terrifying smile.
“Since the night is still long, let’s get along well for the sake of achieving our respective goals.”
These words made Killian clench his teeth tightly.
His heart, however, was already trembling.