Chapter 1008 - 748: How Should I Punish You?

Chapter 1008: Chapter 748: How Should I Punish You?

Liu Ye lowered his gaze to the unconscious female on the bed, his cold, slender fingers brushed past her soft, white cheeks, slowly moving downward until resting on her slender, fair neck.

So fragile.

Like a flower branch that would snap with the slightest bend, if he exerted just a little more force, she wouldn’t be breathing anymore.

Yet for some reason, despite her being a stumbling block he had killed countless times in his mind, when she actually appeared in front of him, ready for him to deal with, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Liu Ye’s thoughts wandered uncontrollably, his long fingers continuing slowly downward.

The already somewhat disheveled collar was crumpled even more.

His fingertips landed on her delicate, fair collarbone, roaming over the soft skin, so mesmerizing.

Even his gaze became deep, a hint of bewildered distraction emerging.

Going further down...

His fingertips as slender as jade lightly pried open the collar, exploring inside.

The softness, like clouds of cotton, stirred his mind vigorously, as though tiny surges of electricity coursed through his fingertips, making his hand and half his body tingle, his breathing growing heavy.

Within Liu Ye’s deep blue eyes, a trace of heated red glimmered.

Perhaps he applied too much force and hurt her, as the unconscious female frowned gently and let out a soft hum, appearing to be awakening.

Liu Ye quickly snapped back to reality, immediately using spiritual power to lull her back to sleep, swiftly withdrawing his fingers.

Yet his fingertips still trembled slightly.

The soft, cloud-like sensation lingered, causing ripples in his mind.

His jawline tightened, but his complexion darkened.

He thought he was insane.

Wished he could chop off his hand.

What was he doing just now...?

Like a demented male, in heat before a female.

The most unbearable thing, as he left, a fleeting desire emerged, unsatisfied longing.

Liu Ye fiercely pinched his fingers, took a deep breath, suppressing all those thoughts.

He still attributed all this to the body’s reaction to her, not his own intentions.

And this is precisely why he wanted to kill Shen Tang.

He couldn’t allow himself to develop feelings of infatuation for a female, nor allow a female to captivate his mind; this latent threat of losing control was dangerous and disgraceful to him, it should not exist.

Females are the most cold-hearted, callous, and foolish creatures in the world, only deserving to be his playthings, to be toyed with in his palm, he would never allow himself to be ensnared in body and mind by a female.

Liu Ye’s palm suddenly sprouted long sharp dark blue nails, resting on her neck, his dark gaze narrowed.

No.

Killing her outright would be too easy.

This female once made him so miserable, he was going to kill Jialouluo to become the new emperor, yet just as he was about to succeed, she disrupted everything and was then wanted throughout Sea Country, like a rat scorned by everyone.

He, the dignified Mermaid Prince, the future Sea Emperor, was reduced to a criminal of Sea Country, forever a criminal in the annals of history, an immense humiliation that he could never erase in his lifetime!

And it was all because of her!

Now that she’s in his hands, he wants to make her wish for death, regretting everything she had done.

The sharp claws slowly retracted, the scales on his wrist reverting to fair skin as white as jade.

The mermaid youth’s fingers were so fair and slender, beautiful like a work of art carved from ice and snow, gently caressing her face.

"Tangtang, how should I punish you?"

He leaned close to her ear, his slightly long golden hair gently brushing against her skin, while his low and pleasant voice murmured like a demon.

"A hundred miles away there’s a Dead Spirit Abyss, a graveyard of countless Sea Beasts, if I toss you in there, even your bones might be devoured clean..."

"But simply letting you die like that doesn’t seem satisfying enough, what should I do?"

He lowered his gaze to her delicate face, the corners of his lips curved in an enticing smile, as if he had thought of something amusing, maliciously laughing, "Tangtang is so beautiful, so many males covet you; if I lock you in the dungeon with those death row prisoners who have never touched a female, what interesting things do you think would happen?"

"A high and mighty King, reduced to someone else’s plaything, would suffer rough abuse that must be worse than death, wouldn’t it?"

He glanced at her neck, his fingers gently travelling across, leaving a red mark.

His gaze dimmed slightly, his voice turning husky, "Such a tender body, unable to bear any pain, crying until her eyes are red... treated so roughly, I doubt she’d survive until the next day..."