Chapter 2242

In the backyard, dozens of brothers were training here.

Baili Xia knew this must have been deliberately arranged by Uncle; ostensibly, it was training, but in reality, it was strict vigilance.

It’s to prevent anyone from coming to rescue Tian.

Today, the matter at Sihai Residence is still being strongly suppressed.

Mu Xuri naturally knows about the situation here, but he can’t act recklessly yet.

As for the guests, the news has not spread yet.

Passing through the backyard, they directly arrived at the dungeon where Ning Anran was once held.

The two brothers at the door saw Mu Xiaojiu and immediately saluted.

“Mr. Xiaojiu.”

Mu Xiaojiu said nothing; his face devoid of any expression.

He directly bypassed the two and pushed open the stone door to enter.

The dungeon was eerie and cold, chilling to the bone.

He felt no sympathy for Tian; it was already good enough that her life was spared.

If it weren’t for her involvement in too many matters, she would have long been sent on the road with the other three.

Three people came to the secret room where Tian was held, and a brother immediately opened the door.

He walked in and brought Tian out.

Previously during the fight, she suffered a serious injury to her chest, which has yet to be treated.

As the brother moved her, he likely touched the wound, causing a slight whimper to escape her lips.

Tian had already woken up, half sitting on the ground, raising her eyes to look at the three people in front of her.

Perhaps due to the anesthetic, her consciousness was still unclear.

Her eyes were somewhat bewildered, and after a while, she slowly said: “Let me die; I… I’m not afraid of death.”

Seeing her state, Baili Xia felt a pang in her heart.

She turned her head to look at Mu Xiaojiu; Uncle still had a cold expression.

The coldness emanating from him made the dungeon even colder.

His voice was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the heart: “You want to die?”

Tian’s body trembled, her gaze falling upon Mu Xiaojiu.

Her elegant brow furrowed; death was already destined, leaving no choice.

If one could choose, who would choose death?

“Let me die.”

Her voice was hoarse, without the slightest desire to live.

Her expression had long been captured by Mu Xiaojiu, who said indifferently: “Tell me who the members of your organization are, and I can let you go.”

Tian’s consciousness regained a bit, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, igniting a flicker of hope, but it disappeared in an instant.

“Let me go? And then what, still die?”

She knew the poison in her was incurable.

Even if she left the Mu Mansion, would the organization let her go?

“I have no patience; if you don’t speak, you’ll die tonight.”

Mu Xiaojiu understood well that those trained like this were seldom afraid of death.

Afraid of nothing, ordinary punishments were also useless to her.

Tian said nothing, gazing at him as though completely at ease.

She had been waiting for the day of her death for a long time.

Mu Xiaojiu’s eyes turned dark, signaling to the brother beside him.

The brother understood immediately, walked over, and pulled Tian up.

Tian was unsteady, swaying back and forth.

She didn’t resist, allowing him to lead her.

The brother directly dragged her to a stone table and threw her onto it.

Baili Xia felt an unspeakable tension, knowing she couldn’t stop Uncle, but Tian… she truly felt pity.

The brother’s large hand casually tugged at Tian’s clothes.

With a loud rip, the black outer garment tore open along the chest.

Tian suddenly panicked, her limbs struggling: “What are you doing?”