Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1617 - 372: One as Wife, One as Concubine (Part 3)

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Previously on Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!...
Chen Jie harvested precious bamboo shoots from the Blue Snake Pattern Bamboo in the Blue Forest, anticipating the guardian blue python's attack and slaying it effortlessly to claim its valuable gallbladder. Noting the abundance of rare herbs in the Ruins, he collected what he could before hearing a distant explosion. Rushing toward the sound, he approached a skirmish where Du Xiong had blasted Han Ling’er to the ground on orders from the Zoroastrian Sect to kill them for defying the Ming King, as Liu Caidie confronted him fiercely.

Du Xiong cast a glance toward Liu Caidie and declared, "Caidie, don’t push me."

"You... how have you turned out like this?"

Liu Caidie stared in disbelief at the frigid Du Xiong standing before her. In her memory, he was always that warm-hearted flatterer!

Du Xiong kept his gaze fixed on Liu Caidie and stated, "Caidie, I can tell exactly what’s on your mind right now. Do you believe I ought to keep yielding to you, letting you call all the shots?"

"Stop being so naive, Caidie. I do like you, but you can’t trample my genuine emotions like dirt. Today, I refuse to wait on you. If you’re smart, stay put. Dare to act, and I’ll strike you down with that vile wife too."

Du Xiong delivered his words in a chilling tone.

"Du Xiong, you..."

Liu Caidie stood speechless in fury, while Du Xiong let out a chuckle, eyeing her, "Caidie, just stay obedient and don’t resist. Oh, by the way, I neglected to mention—our wedding is already set."

"What? No way! My grandfather would never approve our union without my say-so. You’re lying!"

Liu Caidie yelled in rage at his statement, as Du Xiong laughed lightly, "His approval isn’t needed. My father’s consent is all that matters."

"What do you mean by that?"

Liu Caidie shot a fierce glare at Du Xiong, who responded, "Your grandfather is now firmly in my father’s grasp. His opinion doesn’t count anymore. Refuse to wed me, and my father won’t vouch for your grandfather’s survival."

"You!"

Liu Caidie grew instantly anxious and fixed her stare on Du Xiong, demanding, "What did you do to my grandfather?"

At her words, Du Xiong snickered, "Relax, your grandfather is fine for now. My father ensures his meals thrice daily; his life faces no threat. But saving him hinges on how well you behave."

"Du Xiong, you..."

Liu Caidie ground her teeth in loathing, yet remained powerless. A smirk played on Du Xiong’s face, savoring a twisted delight. Indeed, before, he played the toady, dismissed by Liu Caidie, his affection rebuffed with ice. He allowed her to walk all over him like a rug.

Back then, his sole desire was possessing this woman, come hell or high water!

Yet eventually, he saw that winning Liu Caidie’s affection was nigh impossible, like ascending to the heavens. Compelling love through force proved utterly elusive.

Then his father offered a brilliant scheme.

Why grovel as a lackey? You crave her flesh. Seize her body by any means. Skip the romance nonsense?

Deep emotions won’t win her heart, so target her body if that’s your prize.

Du Xiong now grasped his father’s wisdom somewhat. Right, endless fawning daily, and she denied even a touch. Employ cunning ploys, however, and she’d eagerly present herself, not merely yield but with glee, urging you to claim it fully.

Claim it with joy, seize it with bliss—that’s a true man’s way. Bootlicking spells doom!

I, Du Xiong, am finally awake!

Seized by Du Xiong, Liu Caidie glared at him with pure resentment, but what recourse did she have? None—she couldn’t overpower him or outtalk him.

Her sole support, her grandfather, lay under the Du father-son duo’s thumb. She’d suspected it earlier, but Du Xiong now verified it completely.

Liu Caidie felt panic surge.

Hatred burned in her eyes as she regarded Du Xiong, yet he ignored it utterly. Once, he’d have fretted endlessly, but now he knew: only her body mattered.

Her hatred or dislike meant nothing. To save her grandfather, she’d strive desperately to satisfy him between the sheets.

Suddenly, he tasted the thrill of dominance his father described.

This realization brought a broad grin to his face as he eyed Liu Caidie, asking, "Caidie, decided yet?"

Liu Caidie clenched her jaw and replied, "Alright, I’ll wed you as your wife, but you must free my grandfather safely, plus Ling’er and the rest. Let them depart and obtain the Qiankun Great Method."

"Hahaha... Caidie, what’s in your head? So naive? Free your grandfather unscathed? Keep dreaming. Han Ling’er and the others? No chance of release. You lack the leverage to bargain with me."

"Du Xiong, push this further, and I’d sooner die than wed you."

Du Xiong’s expression twisted in scorn at her retort, "Then perish. Defy me once, and your grandfather dies, they all perish here—no survivors!"

Liu Caidie’s complexion drained of color upon his threat, shock filling her gaze. Accustomed to his servile demeanor, she never imagined such ruthlessness.

"Du Xiong, you’re despicable!"

Liu Caidie hissed through gritted teeth.

Du Xiong laughed softly in response, "Despicable? Hardly—not nearly enough. Oh right, forgot to mention: you won’t be my wife. You’ll be my concubine!"

What!

Boom!

His declaration stunned everyone there. What did he just say?

Du Xiong sought to make Liu Caidie his concubine? Who was she? Yushan Shangren’s granddaughter, a lady of unmatched prestige. How could someone like her stoop to concubine?