The bandit is calling out to catch the bandit.

  Emily's body couldn't stop trembling. Who could have believed that just a minute ago, she was still in the lead, but suddenly fell to this point?

  Not only can't I use my best magic to blast this son of a bitch into oblivion, but even a small act of defiance is impossible? This bastard! This pervert! What does this shameless guy want to do? Is he really going to...

  Although Emily was not yet eighteen, she was precocious and had a lively personality. She knew a thing or two about the opposite sex, so she quickly sensed what Du Fan would do next in this situation.

  There are many times when ignorance is bliss.

  Tears of humiliation slid down Emily's eyes, and she vowed in her heart that even if she died, she would not surrender to this scoundrel. Unfortunately, however, at this moment, she didn't even have the strength to bite off her own tongue.

  "Ah, ah," the hypocritical godstick gently stroked Emily's pretty face, "look at you, why are you crying? Don't worry, once tonight is over, you'll be a real woman. You should know that in the imperial capital, countless noblewomen and commoner misses want to have an affair with me but don't even get the chance. Now I'm kindly giving this opportunity to you, shouldn't you thank me from the bottom of your heart? Ah, I understand, you're so happy you're crying, right?"

  Tears of joy!

  Emily looked up at the smiling bastard, her face pale and bloodless, her lips trembling weakly, before stuttering out two words: "Ba...stard..."

  "Although I admit to being a scoundrel, unfortunately, in the eyes of many people, I am a good person," Du Fan snapped his fingers and wiped away Emily's constantly flowing tears. "So, in order to maintain some semblance of a good person in your heart, I'd like to give you one last chance: are you willing to return what you call 'evidence' against me?"

  Emily hesitated for a moment, but still nodded laboriously. At this moment, any threat, benefit or Milak medicine was nothingness. Emily only knew that if she let this scoundrel take advantage of her, it would be worse than death itself.

  Seeing Emily nod, Du Fan was satisfied and let out a breath, he slightly lifted her chin, the corner of his mouth hooked up in a good-looking arc: "So... since you agreed, can I assume that the gloves are on your body? But I see you don't have the strength to take them out now, right? So as a good person, shouldn't I help you with it?"

  As he spoke, without waiting for Emily's nod, Du Fan's hands began to wander all over Emily's body. He muttered to himself, "Gloves, gloves..." But in his heart, he was praying: Great God of Light, this morning in the temple, I prayed that I could have a good conversation with this unreasonable little girl, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon. It seems my piety has moved you! I must praise you!

  Finally, he had Emily's entire body searched from head to toe, lingering for a moment at several tempting places, but Dufan found nothing. He ignored Emily's indignant expression and said innocently: "Young lady, how come I couldn't find the gloves? Or did you hide them on purpose? You should know that although I gave you an opportunity out of kindness, if you don't seize it, the opportunity will slip away! People need to be vigilant, not understanding the situation can lead to a terrible death at any time!"

  Emily closed her eyes in agony, the humiliation of being touched all over her body making her want to die. But now she understood more about this bastard's character - this outwardly gentle and sacred guy was completely ruthless when it came to getting things done. She didn't doubt for a moment that if she made even one extra move, this bastard would devour her alive.

  Perhaps it was this fear that gave Emily a few more ounces of strength, and she struggled for a good while before gasping out: "In...in my spatial ring..."

  "Space Ring?" Dufan's expression changed to one of sudden realization, then she quickly took off the ring on Emily's left hand and examined it for a long time before giving Emily a disdainful glance and saying, "You're actually wearing such an ugly ring? You really have no taste!"

  As he spoke, he casually slipped the ring into his sleeve.

  After a moment, there was a feeling of being scratched by cat claws on the wrist, which hinted that something was indeed inside.

  Satisfied, Du Fan nodded and took out the ring from his sleeve again, putting it into his spatial ring without hesitation. Then, with an innocent face, he said to Emily: "Alright, young lady, you see, if you had given me this thing earlier, there would have been no need for you to suffer such humiliation, right? Alright, can we proceed with the second transaction now?"

  Emily looked at him with a puzzled face, didn't this bastard take back his evidence? What else did he want?

  Du Fan smiled slightly, his eyes narrowing into a slit, and his entire expression was like that of a harmless little sheep. He stared at Emily's beautiful big eyes and said in a low voice: "Big sister, as long as you nod your head and agree to help me get the Mirak medicine using your family's power later, I'll let you go like this. Is it okay?"

  Emily glared at him, squeezing out a few words after a long while: "You... you... don't even think about it..."

  "I didn't expect that, but I suppose it's just my imagination. To be honest, even if you agreed, I wouldn't believe you. You're a level 2 magician after all! Someone like me is nothing in front of you, how could I dare to hope that you'd keep your promise?"

  This sentence, which sounds ironic in normal times, is extremely vicious at this moment.

  Emily closed her eyes in agony, and she already knew that Du Fan would never let her go! The strong-looking girl trembled slightly all over, and even the inexplicable weakness on her body was gradually getting better. Perhaps if she had realized that, she might have had a little chance, but unfortunately, she didn't realize it.

  Du Fan smiled and stretched out his hands, this time he didn't take advantage of Emily, but instead slightly messed up her hairstyle, pulled open her clothes to make them look more natural, then he started pulling at his own clothes, the suit that had been worn for a long time was instantly torn and tattered under his pull, even his chest muscles were faintly visible.

  Emily, who had long given up hope, felt that it had been a while since Dufan hadn't done anything to her. She couldn't help but slightly open her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Dufan's malicious gaze.

  Du Fan let out a faint sigh and said: "Big sister, although I don't know if your first kiss is still intact or not, but today I'll just barely let you take advantage of me!"

  As he spoke, he ignored Emily's astonished gaze and his lips pressed against hers.

  Emily's eyes widened in surprise, as if she had been stunned.

  However, the guy who had just stolen someone's first kiss seemed to have no interest in that person's lips at all. He quickly moved his mouth away, made a few spitting sounds, and muttered to himself: "It's really a cycle of fortune, thirty years on the east bank and forty years on the west bank... being forced to kiss in the afternoon, now forcing someone to kiss... this is life!"

  As he spoke, his face kept moving, and before long, his face, neck, chest, and even the sleeves of his clothes were all covered with light lip marks. After doing all this, he reached out to pat Emily's numb face and said in a low voice: "Young lady, do you know what 'thief shouting to catch thief' means?"

  Emily's face was bewildered, perhaps at this moment, she had already lost her ability to think.

  But Du Fan's movements didn't slow down at all, he pulled out his slender sword and threw it out with a loud crash, then grabbed the stool behind him and smashed it out naturally. Only then did he lie on the ground, holding Emily in his arms, letting her lifted skirt cover his body, while his long legs clamped tightly around his waist. Afterwards, even Emily's hands were arranged by him to pull open his clothes. Fortunately, Du Fan still had a bit of conscience, and after considering for a moment, he didn't let Emily become a **lamb.

  "So, it's all set..." Du Fan's mouth curled up, "The most exciting play is about to begin, and from now on, no matter what you tell others, whether I'm sneaking a peek or making a clear view, I don't think anyone will believe you anymore, do you agree, Miss Emily?"

  Du Fan withdrew his hands to his chest, and when he heard the sound of someone climbing the stairs, he finally took a deep breath and shouted in a terrified tone: "No... you can't do this!!! Miss Emily!!! You absolutely can't do this...... you have to know... I am a follower of the God of Light... you can't treat me like this...... ah......"

  When the last word "shout" came out, Du Fan's voice became extremely anxious, just like a weak girl who was about to be violated. Emily closed her eyes in pain, and at this moment, she hoped that the man in front of her could push herself to the ground, so that her second half of life might still have a little hope...

  This devil!

  As Emily's last thought faded away, the study door was kicked open.