168: Chapter 168 I Need a Chair

Kneeling and admitting defeat was merely a temporary expedient.

Their Tribe, along with the Tribe belonging to the bald man who had already been beaten down, did not rely solely on brute force to gain a foothold on this chaotic beach on the outskirts of the Land of Beginning.

The moment they confirmed Chen Xiaolin's overwhelming strength, they had already secretly sent a message to their respective Tribes.

The Chieftain is on the way!

Furthermore, the top combatants of all three Tribes are out in full force!

This was originally their contingency plan for dealing with "fat sheep" who were Unique Classs and difficult to overcome by force.

First, they, as mid-level cadres, would come forward to "welcome" them; if they could suppress them, they would, and if not, they would try their best to stabilize the situation and stall for time while sending out a signal.

Once the Chieftain arrived with the Tribe's true elite forces, even with two Unique Classs, they could still win by relying on the level gap and their numerical advantage.

What's more, this time, it wasn't just the top combatants of one Tribe coming.

As long as they could stall until the reinforcements arrived, what did this bit of humiliation matter?

If it was confirmed that this pretty boy named Qi Yun had no value, they would make him taste the most painful tortures in the world!

The One-eyed Woman took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning hatred.

She looked up at Qi Yun and said in a voice that was deliberately softened, even carrying a hint of seduction:

"Now, can we talk? Our 'Venom Fang' Tribe is willing to pay any price to beg for your membership."

Qi Yun looked down at her from above, the playful arc at the corner of his mouth never disappearing.

This woman was capable of both bending and stretching, with a dark mind; she was actually quite interesting.

Her current appearance of suppressing humiliation and deliberately currying favor, paired with her mature and beautiful face and the curvaceous figure wrapped in tight clothing, indeed had a unique charm.

He wanted to see just how much this "bending" could "stretch."

"Talk?"

Qi Yun spoke unhurriedly, his gaze sweeping over her before glancing at the Effeminate Man, who was also keeping his head lowered.

"Sure. However... I have a habit; I don't like to talk while standing. I have to sit. Sitting is comfortable, and it makes my brain clearer."

The people kneeling were stunned. Sitting?

This beach was bare; where would a chair come from?

The One-eyed Woman's thoughts spun rapidly, and she immediately understood Qi Yun's meaning.

He wanted to continue the humiliation, to use them as a seat!

Fury surged in her heart again, but thinking of the reinforcements on the way, she forcibly suppressed it.

She turned her head and gave a look to a subordinate in the crowd of kneeling people from her Tribe.

The burly man received the look and trembled all over. In the end, gritting his teeth and under the gaze of countless eyes around them, he got on all fours and crawled over like a real dog.

He crawled to Qi Yun, then turned around, supporting himself on all fours, and arched his broad back, assuming a standard "human stool" posture.

The meaning was clear: "My lord, please sit."

However, Qi Yun merely glanced at the burly man, shook his head, and let his gaze fall back onto the One-eyed Woman, with an unquestionable command:

"No. I only want you."

"Whoosh—!"

An irrepressible gasp sounded on the beach!

He wanted the One-eyed Woman herself to be the seat?!

This was no longer just humiliation; it was trampling her dignity completely into the mud and grinding it repeatedly!

The One-eyed Woman froze completely. The seductive smile she had forced onto her face shattered instantly, replaced by a deathly pallor and disbelief.

He actually... actually wants me to... crawl over... and be a stool for him?!

I, Poison Spider, have spent so many years on the outskirts of the Land of Beginning; when have I ever suffered such a humiliating insult?!

She almost couldn't control herself and wanted to explode in a desperate fight! Even death would be better than suffering this kind of insult!

But the Chieftain's dignified face and parting instructions flashed through her mind, along with the reinforcements rushing over.

Endure! Must endure! If you can't endure small things, you will spoil great plans!

The immense psychological struggle lasted only a split second.

In the end, the hope for reinforcements overwhelmed her almost explosive self-esteem.

Under everyone's gaze—

The One-eyed Woman glared at Qi Yun with resentment.

Then, she abruptly lowered her head, closed her eyes, adjusted her kneeling posture, and turned into a position on all fours.

Following that, amidst countless shocked gazes on the beach, she gritted her teeth and crawled toward Qi Yun, step by step.

The sand grains rubbed against her knees and palms wrapped in tight leather armor, making a faint rustling sound.

She crawled very slowly, but in the end, she reached Qi Yun, then turned sideways to him and arched her waist and back, which still appeared plump and alluring under the tight leather armor.

A human seat, ready.

Chen Xiaolin watched this scene, her small nose wrinkled, and suddenly she pouted, muttering in a voice that was neither loud nor soft, just enough for those around to hear:

"Tsk, so lucky."

One-eyed Woman: "...???"

Qi Yun: "...???"

Everyone on the beach: "...???"

Lucky? Who is lucky? The One-eyed Woman who was required to be a seat in public is lucky?

Chen Xiaolin's nonsensical, envious sentence completely bewildered everyone at the scene.

Even the One-eyed Woman, who was furious and dying of shame, was stunned for a moment, almost failing to maintain her posture.

What the f*ck? What kind of brain circuit does this woman have?! This is called lucky?! You're actually envious?!

Qi Yun couldn't help but glance at Chen Xiaolin. This girl needed to know the occasion when speaking.

He shook his head helplessly, ignoring Chen Xiaolin's startling words for the moment, and turned his gaze to the Effeminate Man who was still kneeling nearby.

The Effeminate Man used the corner of his eye to peek at the One-eyed Woman's humiliating crawl, and a strange sense of schadenfreude and secret pleasure rose in his heart.

That's what you get for liking to roast me so much! Serves you right! Karma!

However, this secret pleasure hadn't lasted even two seconds when,

"My legs, they always need a place to rest to be comfortable while sitting."

Qi Yun's gaze fell on the Effeminate Man with a hint of a smile.

"I see you, your posture is quite standard."

The Effeminate Man stiffened abruptly and slowly raised his head; the schadenfreude that hadn't yet been restrained on his face instantly turned into terror.

What does he mean?! Does he also want me to...

No! Impossible! Absolutely not! He has a mysophobia! A severe mysophobia!

Crawling over like a dog was already his limit of endurance!

Now he even wants him to be a footstool for this man's stinky feet?!

This was more unbearable than killing him!

"No... I..." The Effeminate Man's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembling, and he instinctively wanted to refuse, or even resist.

Veins bulged on his forehead.

A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! Especially not this kind of disgusting insult that touched his bottom line!

"Hmm?" Qi Yun only let out a slightly rising nasal sound, looking at him calmly.

The One-eyed Woman tilted her head slightly, desperately signaling the Effeminate Man: Endure! Don't be impulsive! Think of the reinforcements!

The Effeminate Man closed his eyes, took a deep, trembling breath, and exhaled slowly.

Then, under everyone's gaze—

The Effeminate Man also learned from the One-eyed Woman's example and crawled toward Qi Yun on all fours.

Only then did Qi Yun nod with satisfaction. Under the gaze of countless eyes, he sat slowly and elegantly on the One-eyed Woman's arched, firm, and elastic waist and back.

The One-eyed Woman's body trembled violently the moment he sat down, and a suppressed groan came from her throat.

After Qi Yun sat down steadily, he very naturally raised his right leg.

He did not rest his foot on the Effeminate Man's back, which was also arched.

Instead, with a light lift, he casually rested his foot on the Effeminate Man's meticulously groomed head.

The sole of his shoe even had dust on it.

"!!!"

The Effeminate Man felt the touch on his head, and his whole body felt as if it had been struck by a thunderbolt; he went stiff instantly, his mind blank!

His vision went black, and he almost vomited blood and fainted on the spot!

He actually stepped on my head?!

Stepped on my most cherished, cleanest part, which represents my dignity and appearance?!

A monstrous insult! Irreconcilable enmity! Death to the end!

At this moment, only one thought remained in his heart, roaring wildly:

When the Chieftain arrives! When the reinforcements arrive! I will personally crush every bone in his body, inch by inch!

Qi Yun said with a chuckle:

"Now, we can have a good talk."

"However, before we talk..."

"I'd like to ask first, how long will it take for your superiors to arrive after the distress signal you secretly sent out?"

"So that I can be mentally prepared."

The bodies of the One-eyed Woman and the Effeminate Man turned bone-chillingly cold the moment they heard this!

He knew?!

He knew all along that we were stalling for time and waiting for reinforcements?!

Then why did he...

Could it be that he doesn't care at all?

Or perhaps what he is waiting for is our reinforcements?!