Chapter 183 Separated by a Wall

However, the surging mental strength was like a punch on cotton, and instantly dissipated into the invisible protective shield.

Zong Yan didn't even change his posture, watching Zong Fang's angry attack indifferently.

Zong Fang vented all his mental energy and attacked him, but it didn't cause any ripples. After his mental energy was drained, he entered a short freezing period and fell to the ground exhausted.

He supported himself on the ground with both hands, his silver eyes full of unwillingness. Zong Fang gritted his teeth, and the blood vessels on his forehead and neck all bulged. He looked up and stared at the man sitting on the seat. The feeling of powerlessness in childhood swept over him again after such a long time.

"She is not just any female. She is my spouse and my life."

A tear fell straight down as he lowered his head and melted on the carpet.

The proud and arrogant Zong Fang lowered his head, and changed from supporting himself on one knee to kneeling heavily on both knees.

"Father."

He spoke hoarsely, uttering this name that he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Please, give her back to me."

Zong Yan looked down at him from his seat, his brows knitted barely perceptibly. He said unhappily, "Your life belongs to the King Cobra clan, not to you. You have no right to control it."

"Then I will give my life back to you, and you give her back to me."

Hearing this, Zong Yan's brows furrowed even more tightly, filled with confusion.

This son is extremely talented, with top-notch abilities and genes. The emperor had high hopes for him since he was young. Even when he was so young, he followed behind him, calling him "dad" all the time with complete admiration in his eyes. But from one day on, he became more and more rebellious, always talking back at every turn, and his eyes showed complex emotions that Zong Yan had never taken the time to understand.

If he had taken the initiative to ask, he would have easily discovered that the look in the eyes of the young Zongfang was disappointment.

But the father and son have reached the end of their confrontation. There is unfamiliarity, indifference and opposition between them, and the estrangement of so many years is simply difficult to resolve.

Zong Yan had given up on wanting his son to succeed him, and only hoped that he could continue to do what he liked, live a good life and not cause trouble. But he refused to let him worry.

Thinking of this, the man sighed deeply.

"Impossible. She is the one the leader wants, and I can't change her."

Zong Fang knelt forward anxiously and said, "Tell me where she is imprisoned, I will find a way myself, there is no need to embarrass you. Is she okay now? Please don't lock her up, she won't be able to bear it. She is pregnant, she can't do it alone. Father, I beg you, I have never begged you before, give her back to me."

Zong Yan looked at his son who was begging for help, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Whose child is it?"

"It's me and hers."

Zong Yan was stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyebrows, and his expression became extremely complicated in an instant, but it disappeared in a flash.
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Qiao Susu was no longer sure how many days she had been locked up.

She couldn't see the sun and didn't know when it was day or night.

She started to lose her appetite and vomited everything she ate.

She tried all the props in the system, but none of them could help her escape.

No one interacted with her or talked to her every day, and meals were delivered through a small opening at the bottom of the door.

She thought it was ridiculous at first. What was this? Delivering food to the prisoners? Gradually, she began to look forward to the opening of the small hole at a fixed time, because it was a constant change in the day.

The feeling of her stomach dropping became more and more severe. She would force herself to walk around the room every day and eat something. However, her psychological emotions reached the peak of boredom, which affected her physiology, and she couldn't help vomiting.

In order to keep herself alert and avoid the mysterious pinholes on her arms, she dared not sleep at any time. One day, she could not hold on any longer and leaned against the wall, intending to just close her eyes, but her consciousness gradually faded, and just as she was falling asleep, she suddenly heard a series of knocks on the wall.

Qiao Susu woke up instantly. She put her ear against the wall to listen, but the knocking sound never came again.

She clenched her fists and hammered the wall weakly, trying to tell the people on the other side that there were people on the other side of the wall.

Anubis lay on his back on the ground, his forehead covered with fine beads of cold sweat, biting a handful of dry grass in his mouth, waiting for the strange pain to pass.

Suddenly, his whole body began to twitch, and the chain around his neck connected to the wall made a series of knocking sounds as he twitched.

After the convulsion, Anubis loosened his clenched teeth and stared at the ceiling of the room with lifeless eyes.

His memory was sporadic, and even most of it was missing, but no matter what experiments and torture the Federation did to him, a smiling face appeared in his mind again and again. The person in his memory was a short-haired boy, with a thin figure, delicate and handsome looks, very white skin, and eyes that sparkled when he smiled.

Anubis laughed along with the smiling face in the illusion. At that moment he forgot the pain, the hatred, the humiliation he had suffered, and the terrible torture.
I don’t know which day it is.

Qiao Susu tried to knock on the wall with her water cup for the Nth time, and this time there was finally a response.

She listened to the voice from the other side with surprise and confirmed that the rhythm the other party was hitting was exactly the same as hers. The feeling of being tortured by despair was instantly dispelled by this response.

"Can you hear me?"

"Are you imprisoned here too?"

She spoke to the empty wall and then put her ear against it, not sure if the other person could hear her.

Just when Qiao Susu was almost disappointed, there was a knock on the wall in response.

She touched the wall excitedly and said, "Can't you speak? Knock twice for no, knock once for yes."

'Boom.'

"How long have you been locked up here? A month?"

'Boom boom'.

"Three months?"

'Boom boom'.

"Is it a year?"

'Boom boom'.

Qiao Suisui was silent for a while and said, "You don't know how long it has been, right?"

'Boom.'

Her eyes were instantly filled with tears, but she bit her lip to hold them back. At this moment, the joy of finding her companions faded again, and she took another step towards a hopeless tomorrow.

She curled up in the corner of the wall, holding her stomach, leaning her head against the wall, seeming to be talking to herself, or as if she was talking to the person opposite her.

"Actually, I have a way to leave. As long as..." She touched her belly and said sadly, "As long as I finish this, I can go home, return to my world, and get rid of the imprisonment here."

“But there is someone waiting for me in this world.”

“They must be worried now.”

Qiao Suisui talked a lot, she didn't know what she was talking about, she hadn't spoken for a long time, and as she talked, she couldn't control her consciousness and began to feel drowsy, she hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. From time to time, someone on the other side of the wall would knock in response to show his company.

‘Stab it——’

The door was suddenly opened from the outside.

(End of this chapter)