374: 7.64 Fight Or Fuck?

7.64 Fight Or Fuck?

"All of them?" Moshe burst out in laughter, unrestrained. He was currently lounging on the highest floor of the training center. The wall in front of him was planted with large screens to monitor the event from many optimum angles. He swirled the glass in his hand, watching the crimson liquid sloshing around, eyes shining with mirth. If anyone other than Lu Yizhou were to say something like that, he would teach them a lesson to let them know their place! But for some reason, Moshe only felt it was very funny when it came to his pet. "He really said that?"2

"Boss…" He could hear how hard Kaede was rolling his eyes through that one word. He couldn't help but laugh again. "There are fifty eight people that have signed up to join this event and they have all trained just for this day. We are planning to take three winners and your… pet isn't included, remember?"

"Oh, I have signed him up." Moshe replied gleefully as if he hadn't just caused Kaede to choke on his breath. "From now on, he is one of the participants." 

"Boss!" Kaede exclaimed after his coughing spell subsided. "He–He is just a gladiator fighter! Do you think he will win against these professionally trained people?!"

Moshe's smile faded, so did the amusement in his eyes. He wouldn't have a problem if Kaede was pointing out the errors in his work but not this. Lu Yizhou was his pet and no one could tell him what he should do with his pet. "I think you have forgotten your place lately, Kaede. Do you need me to remind you again?"

There was a sharp inhale from the other end of the line. "No, Boss." Kaede muttered quietly. "I have stepped out of line. Please forgive me."

Satisfied, Moshe downed the wine and placed the glass on the small table beside him. "This is your second warning," he said with a threatening air in his tone. "One more time and I won't tolerate it any longer."

"Y–Yes, sir!"

"As for him…" Moshe's eyes drifted to one particular screen where Lu Yizhou was sitting in the waiting room silently, still blindfolded. His grin sharpened, almost savage in its excitement. He couldn't wait to see what kind of surprise Lu Yizhou would show him later. "Let him do whatever he wants." 

***

Kaede left him in an empty room, presumably to call Moshe. He returned with a defeated air. "Come on. Let's go." 

Lu Yizhou resisted a smile and stood up. He had no doubt that Moshe would grant his wish. "Is he watching?"

Kaede hissed like a bristling cat, "What do you think?" Just like before, he led Lu Yizhou through a series of winding hallways. The further they went, the louder the uproar was. It reminded Lu Yizhou of the time in the Deathbound Stadium when he had just arrived here. 

They stopped in front of a door and Kaede asked, "Ready?" 

Lu Yizhou hummed, keeping his anticipation at bay. The faster he finished, the sooner he would be able to see his lover. He waited for the signal to go ahead but Kaede remained silent. Then, he suddenly said, "I have never liked you, you know? Boss… he has acted so differently around you, it is unnerving. Indeed, he looks happier but…" he snorted. "In this line of business, happiness is the last thing we need."

"I appreciate your sentiment." Lu Yizhou inclined his head a bit. "But your opinion is of no importance to me. I only listen to Moshe, my master alone."

"You—" Kaede sputtered. With an angry huff, he pushed the door open and shoved Lu Yizhou in. "I only pity you a bit, nothing more! Well, feel free to court your death then! I hope you will still be alive after this!" The door closed behind Lu Yizhou with another loud bang.

Lu Yizhou sighed. Why was everyone around Moshe so hot-tempered and easily provoked? He reached out to take the blindfold off and his eyes instantly adjusted to the dim lightning. The room he was in was akin to a vast amphitheater with a round stage below and rows of elevated seats surrounding it. Right now, only the spotlights above the stage were turned on, leaving the rest of the area in muted darkness.

Five people were currently on the stage, three had collapsed in a pool of blood with the last two remaining, each soaked in blood and with varying degrees of injuries. The cheers were ear-deafening and the ground trembled with bloodlust. 

Two people in the last row, who had heard Kaede's voice, turned to him and raised their brow when they saw Lu Yizhou, a smirk forming on their faces.

"Who's this pretty boy?"

"Hey, did you get lost?"

The corner of Lu Yizhou's mouth twitched. Certainly, Moshe's men tended to be bulky, huge with muscles making up ninety percent of their bodies. But Lu Yizhou didn't lose out either. It was merely because he was wearing a baggy, loose shirt that these men couldn't see what he was hiding beneath. 

However, to be called out as 'pretty' two times in a row in less than half an hour was… quite disturbing, to say the least.

"I am one of the participants in this… bonding event."

Whistles and jeers erupted with his words. They looked him up and down, obviously lingering on the area around his waist and crotch. "You? A participant?" 

Before Lu Yizhou could say anything in reply, someone else approached him. A man, no more than thirty with a reserved, almost amused smile on his face. As soon as the two men saw him, they instantly clamped their mouths shut and straightened up. It was obvious who held the power here.

"Aiden, am I right? I am the supervisor in this place. You can call me Thirteen." He introduced himself with a smile, then waited for Lu Yizhou's reaction, presumably a laugh or playful jab at his name. But unfortunately, Lu Yizhou's expression remained deadpan.

"I am one of the participants." He repeated, barely reigning in his impatience. "When can I start?"

Thirteen blinked, surprised. "You don't want to observe a little first?"

No, maybe not. He didn't need to observe how these people fight. Wasn't it the survival of the fittest? Then he only needed to be the strongest to win. "I have gotten Mr. Mo's permission to have them come to me at once. You may check with him if you'd like."

A strange glint flashed through Thirteen's eyes. "Oh it's you…" He turned sideways to see the ongoing fight. "Don't worry. It seems like they will be done soon." Right on cue, the spectators rose in cheers as one of the men collapsed face first to the ground, leaving a battered and bloody man alone, running around the stage with an excited howl. Paramedics swarmed on to the stage to carry the injured down and the stage was swiftly cleaned of blood, sweat and other unwanted fluids.

Lu Yizhou nodded in thanks, then before the people around could react, he descended the stairs and marched straight on to the stage. The previous winner was startled, his gaze turning wary as he kept his distance from Lu Yizhou. Heavy silence descended as soon as he stepped into the ring of light. Murmurs quickly arose, the majority asking who he was and what he was doing there. 

Someone whispered, "Pet." And all of a sudden, everyone's gaze shifted into one of incredulity and contempt. Boss' pet? The man whore who climbed into Boss' bed was here to fight them? What the fuck? Had he gotten bored and wanted to take some beating?

Lu Yizhou calmly rolled up his sleeves regardless of the intense scrutiny that was landing on him. 

Thirteen cleared his throat. "Everyone, please welcome Aiden. He's here as one of the participants and—"

The winner on stage, presumably still riding high on adrenaline, exclaimed in jest, "Are you sure he is here to fight and not to fuck instead?" Like the two others before, he blatantly ran his eyes throughout Lu Yizhou's body, wishing he could tear off his clothes and pounce on his flesh.

Everyone burst into rambunctious guffaws. "Who knows? Maybe if you ask nicely, he will let us have a little taste!" "Yeah, Boss' favourite must be very good in bed!"

Throughout the ordeal, Thirteen merely stood still with the same serene smile on his face, letting the scornful atmosphere run amok. When his eyes clashed with Lu Yizhou's across the room, he merely tipped his head almost in a mocking gesture of a gentleman.

Lu Yizhou snorted quietly. So everyone here thought he was a pretty wallflower whose life purpose was to be fucked by their Boss. Good, very good. Lu Yizhou let a smile show on his face, one that didn't reach his eyes at all. He faced the leering gaze of the man opposite him.

"Come." He taunted. "Why don't you find out for yourself?"

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