During a lull in their conversation, Lu Zhixing gritted his teeth and, with all his might, seized Shen Ruoyu's slender ankle, then yanked it fiercely.

The young girl, caught off guard, fell heavily onto the thick straw behind her.

Fortunately, the straw was thick enough to cushion her fall, otherwise Shen Ruoyu would have been badly hurt.

Seizing the moment, Lu Zhixing pressed himself upon her, his manhood, still encased in his trousers, pressing against her inner thigh. He gripped her chin, "Shen Ruoyu, is this amusing? Have you had enough of your little performance? I'm losing my patience."

He had suspected something was amiss with the sachet from the start but hadn't exposed her, wanting to see what game Shen Ruoyu was playing. He never imagined she would conspire with someone like Helian Yi, even plotting to take his life. Lu Zhixing had weathered many storms; he knew the scent was suspicious the moment he caught a whiff of it.

However, he had underestimated Helian Yi, not realizing the sachet contained an aphr0disiac.

The spot where Lu Zhixing gripped her felt as if it might split open. Chen Ruoyu glared at him coldly, "So, you weren't affected by the drug?" Seeing his pained expression, she thought he was genuinely suffering.

"Fool, of course I was affected, just not as severely as you hoped." Lu Zhixing smirked, a mocking look in his eyes as he leaned down, his hair brushing her cheek. "Just a little girl, thinking you could dominate me? Don't forget who you are. I'm older than Rong Yan by several years, with far more experience and knowledge than you."

The weakness in his body was real, as was the rising desire, but his inability to stand was a ruse. Unfamiliar with the scent of an aphr0disiac, having never been subjected to one before, Lu Zhixing had left a trail for his guards with glow powder when he arrived, confident they would soon arrive if Helian Yi hadn't erased it.

"After playing along with your charade for so long, don't you think I deserve some compensation?" Lu Zhixing lifted her skirt, his hand gliding over her smooth, long leg.

Shen Ruoyu immediately recoiled, realizing she had underestimated him. "Get away from me, don't touch me. Aren't you disgusted by women?" Coincidentally, she felt the same disgust towards him.

Lu Zhixing remained silent, his gaze fixed on Shen Ruoyu. The sensation of touching her was strange, sending shivers down his spine yet making him reluctant to let go, torn between repulsion and a desire to explore further.

"Interesting." He had always wondered if those men in the capital, obsessed with women, truly found pleasure. Now, through Shen Ruoyu, Lu Zhixing found his answer: it was not particularly enjoyable.

"Shen Ruoyu, you truly disgust me, and I don't need to touch you, but Helian Yi will be here soon. If you want to avoid his violation, you'll have to be my antidote."

The clinking of chains outside grew louder, and from a nearby cell came Helian Yi's muffled laughter and Shen Xinghuai's pained groans. It was easy to imagine what was happening there.

Lu Zhixing's long fingers brushed through her hair as he whispered in Shen Ruoyu's ear, "He enjoys torturing people, subjecting them to brutal punishments. Your brother is being tormented by him right now. If you relieve me of the drug's effects, I can overpower him the moment he steps into the cell." Lu Zhixing had faced Helian Yi before and knew he was no match for him.

The pained groans of her brother furrowed Shen Ruoyu's brows. With no better option, she had to agree to Lu Zhixing's demand. But she wouldn't sleep with him; the thought of intimacy with such a man was revolting.

Instead, she used her hand to bring him to release. Perhaps because he was a martial artist, Lu Zhixing's member was thick and large, the deep red, heated shaft difficult to handle.

Her warm, soft hand caressed the sensitive, rounded head, a sensation Lu Zhixing had never experienced before, bringing him unprecedented pleasure. Now, he began to understand the allure that drew others to such pleasures.

"Mmm..." Lu Zhixing bit his lip, trying not to make too much noise. His manhood tingled pleasantly, so much so that he couldn't even straighten his back.

Chen Ruoyu felt as if her palm was about to be rubbed raw before Lu Zhixing finally released his thick, white seed. It was his first time ejacvlating, and after the relief, he leaned against the wall, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Shen Ruoyu, I wanted to kill you, but now I'm not so sure. You'd better live a long life; I'll take my time playing with you."