The men were all dressed in tasteful, designer brands, from head to toe, nothing short of perfect.
Whereas the women wore very little, with just a few pieces of fabric covering the key areas, making it apparent they were ladies hired for entertainment.
Rong Shaoze stepped in at a leisurely pace, with an expression of casual laziness. He was most familiar with such settings; arriving here, he was the king, the sole ruler.
"So, you haven’t started playing yet?" he raised an eyebrow and asked lightly.
A man laughed and said, "We already had a round. It’s good you’re here; we can play something fresh. See that? It’s the new inventory, using living people as targets. It makes the game much more thrilling."
Following his gaze, Lin Xinlan saw two large spinning wheels. In the center of the wheels were four fixed rings, and she thought about what the man had just said.
She couldn’t help but guess that those four rings were for securing a person’s limbs.
As soon as the man proposed the idea, all the women in the room changed their expressions, turning pale. The men’s eyes glittered with excitement and the corners of their mouths curved into intrigued smiles, ready to give it a try.
Rong Shaoze pulled Lin Xinlan onto the leather sofa, making her sit on his lap, holding her waist with his hands, in a pose that was both ambiguous and affectionate.
His gaze swept over the two spinning wheels, and he smiled with interest, "This game seems novel. I’ll play the first round. Who will join me?"
The first man to speak volunteered without hesitation, raising his hand, "Of course, it’ll be me. Let’s go have our turn, the rest of you will have yours later."
The other men nodded in agreement, chuckling. They all wanted to watch a round before deciding whether or not to bet.
"What exactly is the wager?" someone cluelessly asked.
Rong Shaoze’s lips curled slightly, as his gaze fell on Lin Xinlan. Leaning close to her ear, he bit her earlobe and asked in a low voice, "Why don’t you guess what the wager is?"
Despite their closeness and his tender tone, she felt he was terrifying, sending chills down her spine.
Averting her gaze, she said indifferently, "I don’t know."
Rong Shaoze chuckled, pulling her to her feet and leading her to the spinning wheel. He pushed her body against the wheel, lifted her left hand, and with a click, locked her wrist in one of the rings.
Lin Xinlan was shocked. "Rong Shaoze, what are you doing?!"
She hadn’t anticipated being locked onto it, struggling vainly to unlock the iron ring, not even knowing how he had managed to secure her.
The iron ring seemed embedded into the spinning wheel, seemingly fused into one piece, impossible to separate.
"Shh, don’t panic. Since you don’t know what the wager is, let me tell you. My wager is your life..."
Rong Shaoze looked at her tenderly, speaking softly, yet he wasn’t gentle as he lifted her other hand and locked her right wrist as well.
"Rong Shaoze, you’re insane!" Lin Xinlan’s face was drained of color; his wager was her life!
This man was far too cold-hearted and ruthless.
Seeing her frightened look, Rong Shaoze smiled softly. He caressed her face as if he couldn’t bear to let go.
"Don’t worry, your man here has plenty of skills. Just say the word, and I won’t lose, nor will I let you get hurt. Of course, if you aren’t into it, whether I win or lose will depend on my mood."
With those words, his left leg suddenly pressed on her right, and his right hand held down her left leg, denying her any chance to struggle as he clicked another ring shut over her left ankle.
"Rong Shaoze!" Lin Xinlan was on the verge of collapse, "Let me go!"