The following hours unfolded in a twisted dance of power and seduction. Wang Jian, ever the charmer, spent the time getting to know each woman in Hu Tianba's harem. He learned their names, their fighting styles, even their deepest fears and desires. With each conversation, he chipped away at their resolve, weaving a web of lies and promises.
He hinted at the vast resources of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion, promising to elevate their cultivation levels in exchange for their… cooperation.
His words were laced with honeyed venom, and with each passing moment, the women found themselves drawn in. Not by affection, but by a desperate hope for a better future, one not entangled with the impending wrath of their husband.
The clock ticked relentlessly, and soon the news arrived that Hu Tianba was stirring in his dungeon cell. Wang Jian issued a curt order. "Bring him to the Jade Pavilion's finest chamber. He deserves some comfort before the storm breaks."
