Chapter 515 - 515: Bewitching – Part 3

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation      Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Wen Heng: “Shut up!”

Wen Heng’s inner thoughts, exposed by Nolan, erupted like a cat whose tail was stepped on, ready to pounce. “Nolan, you’re not allowed to touch her. I won’t let you touch her!”

“What if I do?” Nolan sneered. “Wen Heng, you’re nothing but a coward. You’ve liked her for so many years, yet you’re too afraid to confess your feelings.”

“Let me fulfill your dream. Since we share the same body, you’ll feel it too. Isn’t Nan Yan so wonderful? Don’t you want to be intimate with her?”

“Her body is so soft, holding her in your arms, melting into each other, watching her fall for you, isn’t that a beautiful thing?”

Wen Heng was almost swayed by Nolan’s words.

But soon, he regained his composure and roared angrily, “Shut up! I won’t allow you to touch Nan Yan. Bringing her back to us is already my bottom line.

Don’t you dare defile her!”

“Wen Heng, you clearly also have thoughts. Why do you refuse?”

“I don’t!” Wen Heng raised his voice to cover his confusion.

“You do.” Nolan’s demonic smile pierced through Wen Heng’s defenses. “Our brainwaves are connected. I can feel your desires for her.”

“And when I said those things just now, your emotions clearly spiked.”

“Wen Heng, stop resisting. We’re inseparable entities. What’s the benefit of you always opposing me?”

“We rise and fall together. Are you sure you don’t want to make up for your regrets?”

“Stop it, I won’t agree.”

Wen Heng’s voice, compared to before, was no longer as decisive.

Nolan smiled, finally finding a way to completely subdue Wen Heng.

He had desires now, no longer devoid of wants. One day, he would surrender…

The conversation between Nolan and Wen Heng took place in his mind, unnoticed by outsiders, who thought he was just lost in thought.

Chapman’s reaction was a bit slow. After processing Nolan’s words, he realized his misunderstanding.

After a moment of silence, he stood up and said, “Master, rest assured, I will convey the message.”

“Go ahead.”

Moans emanated from the room.

Strelar had been tortured almost to death, yet he remained tight-lipped.

Despite enduring torture, he hadn’t uttered a word related to Nolan and the Seven Deadly Sins.

The door swung open, and Qin Lu and Hua Shifang stepped inside.

The gruesome scene inside was commonplace for them, not affecting their emotions.

“He still hasn’t confessed?”

Days had passed, and Qin Lu’s aura grew colder and more intimidating, like a ticking time bomb ready to explode, making those around him tremble with fear, fearing they might be sacrificed at any moment.

The guard who tortured Strelar shook his head. “Not yet..”