Chapter 97: Pleasure Art Group

"Honey." Miya’s voice sounded again, waiting for his explanation.

"There’s a problem, but it’s not that serious. You don’t need to worry," Enzo replied after remaining silent for a while.

He decided to keep it a secret for now.

Although things would be easier with Miya’s help, he would only ask for it if he had no other choice.

"It doesn’t sound like what you’re telling me," Miya said softly.

Enzo could only roll his eyes at that.

Lying really wasn’t easy.

"Fine. Handle it yourself for now, and tell me if you can’t," the woman added before ending the call.

Enzo sighed again, glancing at the door and the people around him.

He had no choice but to wait for the young couple to finish having sex.

And it took much longer than he had expected.

He waited for over an hour before finally sensing that the activity inside the room had settled down.

During the last half hour or so, things had been far more intense.

How were they doing now?

Enzo peeked inside again and realized that both of them had fallen asleep in each other’s arms.

Perhaps they had actually passed out.

BANG!

He struck the door handle, smashing it to pieces.

The door swung open.

He immediately stepped inside.

His lips curled into a frown when he discovered far more cameras than he had expected, with devices attached to the walls and ceiling.

These were the ones he couldn’t destroy earlier because they were beyond the range of his perception.

If he attacked with greater force, Evan and Emily would inevitably be disturbed.

BANG! BANG!

He destroyed the cameras.

They were undoubtedly connected to the internet, and the recordings should already be in someone’s hands, whoever that person might be.

Enzo couldn’t have felt more awkward when he saw the two naked figures on the bed.

Seeing them directly was certainly different from peeking through a keyhole.

There was no denying that Emily’s figure was truly extraordinary, slender yet curvaceous, with fair, flawless skin.

Even though she had been sweating profusely, her sweet fragrance still filled the room.

Enzo quickly picked up the blanket that had been lying on the floor for some time and threw it over the bed to cover their bodies.

Their breathing was calm and comfortable, as though they were already immersed in a beautiful dream.

"You two, wake up!" he said coldly.

Spiritual Energy infused his voice, carrying it straight into their brains.

Even if they had passed out from blood loss, they would still wake up.

"Ahhh..." Both of them were startled and immediately sat up.

"Bro?"

"Brother-in-law?"

They spoke simultaneously.

Having only just fallen asleep, their memories were naturally still connected to what they had just done and everything that had happened beforehand.

The Aphrodisiac Pill merely intensified their desires to an extreme degree; it didn’t interfere with their consciousness. Their minds remained perfectly clear, but their boundless desire made it impossible for even a person with normal consciousness to stop themselves.

If someone under the pill’s influence were in the middle of a forest, they might even attempt to rape an animal because of their overwhelming desire.

Only moments after their initial shock, Evan’s face turned pale.

"Bro, hurry! Hurry and find them! They’re recording us!" he said frantically.

"Who am I supposed to find?" Enzo asked, furrowing his brows.

That question left Evan frozen, his expression filled with confusion.

"Bro, we were just drinking and listening to music when some people approached us and injected something into us without warning," he explained, recounting what had happened. "We became powerless and couldn’t escape, so they brought us to this room. Somehow, once we arrived here, I couldn’t control myself anymore. Even though I knew there were cameras, I couldn’t stop. I felt like I would explode if I did."

"I know who they are," Emily finally spoke as well.

Although her body was already covered by the blanket, her long neck, covered in love bites, remained an almost unbearable sight for Enzo.

He pretended to furrow his brows more deeply as he shifted his gaze toward the woman. She merely pressed her lips together, occasionally pouting over the misfortune that had befallen her.

Since she was clearly one of the victims here, Enzo couldn’t imagine her being the mastermind behind the scheme.

That would be far too strange.

It wasn’t entirely impossible, but a plan like this targeting Evan would hardly be worth Emily sacrificing herself for.

Unless the target had been Enzo himself. That would make sense, since the video could be used to humiliate Miya and deal a psychological blow to her.

As for Evan, Miya clearly wouldn’t care if his video were leaked.

Enzo himself probably wouldn’t feel too embarrassed either, since he wasn’t the one in the video.

"Who are they?" Enzo asked.

"A group of perverted Cultivators who call themselves the Pleasure Art Group. They’re a bunch of extremely antisocial nerds who were lucky enough to become Cultivators. They’re the masterminds behind all of this. They make hardcore porn videos to sell and watch for their own pleasure. They’ve been around for a long time. From the beginning until now, they’ve only targeted people with attractive appearances. After making the videos, they rape their victims. Fortunately, you came, or Evan and I might have been raped. Quite a few of them are gay, too."

This was the first time Enzo had heard of such a thing, and his face couldn’t help twitching.

Perverted nerds.

"Didn’t you tell them about your background?"

"I did, but they’re not cowards. Their group is also very large. It’s a global community," Emily replied with a bitter smile.

"I’m afraid it’ll be very difficult to stop them. They’ve already watched us, and our video will be sold. If we attack them, they might immediately release it on the internet."

"What? Is there really no way to stop them?" Evan shouted.

"I’ll tell my father. He can ask the CIA to contact them and negotiate. As long as they’re offered a sufficient reward, they should be willing to hold back," Emily replied.

"They could deceive and threaten us again later," Enzo said.

"But if we know their identities, I can make them all die simultaneously, right away," he added.

"All of them, simultaneously, right away?" Emily froze at his words.

Enzo naturally had a solid basis for his confidence.

He was fairly certain that none of those people had a higher level than him. That meant a single thought from him could kill them all.

Even if some of them were at Level 7, he could still destroy them as long as their souls remained at an ordinary level.

"Brother-in-law, are you sure?" Emily asked.

"You might be able to identify them by looking at the CCTV footage. Of course, the boss of this place must also be involved, since they were able to act freely here. That would be impossible without the boss’s help. However, there might be other people operating behind the scenes besides them, so we won’t be able to identify everyone just by looking at the CCTV footage."

"I’ll think about the rest later. You two should get dressed first," Enzo replied before walking away.

Their clothes were lying on the floor, so he didn’t need to find them any new ones.

The burly security guard, the captain, and the attendants who had accompanied them were still there and hadn’t gone anywhere.

Although Enzo was annoyed with them, he knew there was no point in beating them up.

There was an elevator in this basement.

Enzo walked toward it without saying anything, pushing aside the other people who wanted to get in.

Once inside, he pressed the button for the fourth floor.

It was obviously the highest floor, and the boss might be there if he hadn’t already fled.

Fortunately, the elevator moved very quickly. It took less than ten seconds to reach the fourth floor.

As soon as the doors opened, Enzo found a corridor lined with several rooms. Their walls weren’t completely enclosed, as parts of them were made of glass.

Several attendants and security guards were relaxing on sofas, seemingly unaware of what was happening downstairs.

This was clearly the office floor.

They looked rather confused when they saw Enzo, seemingly wondering who he was.

Enzo couldn’t concern himself with the boss just yet.

He spotted a room containing several computers, where a surveillance operator was fast asleep.

This should be the surveillance room.

He could access the CCTV footage there.

"Who are you?" Enzo’s swift approach toward the surveillance room finally prompted the security guards to stand up and approach him.

"Sit down!" Enzo casually punched the air, producing a shockwave that sent them flying with considerable force and frightened the attendants.

He smashed the surveillance room’s door apart with a single blow, but even that failed to wake the operator. Judging by the two beer bottles on his desk, the man was apparently dead drunk.

Enzo immediately examined the rows of monitors on the desk, which displayed various rooms throughout the building, most of them in the main area.