Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 228 Brother and Sister

Crolia Tavern, basement level.

A creepy smile appeared on Inov's wrinkled face, and he stretched out his hand morbidly to touch the bruised body in front of him.

It was a boy, tall, with messy pure blond hair and dull blue eyes.

Inov hit the boy harder, and his hands, like dry branches, almost broke the boy's skin.

Anthony's back tensed in pain and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Inov seemed to have tortured him enough, so he dropped the flesh in his hand and picked up the hideous object on the table.

Anthony's blood ran cold. "No, please, don't use that."

Inov raised his beard and asked, "Can a mute speak?"

He picked up the thick, ferocious object with barbs without hesitation.

"If you don't need it, then give it to your sister. They are siblings, so there's no difference, right?"

Two lines of tears flowed from Anthony's blue eyes, and he stopped his timid movements, ready to prepare for the coming torture that would be humiliating both physically and mentally.

"My lord! Lord Inov!"

Inov was interrupted and his face immediately turned gloomy.

He dropped what he was holding and turned around to see who was so ignorant of the rules.

When Anthony saw him walking away, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was still hanging and the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat.

Inov opened the door, "Bold."

The person outside the door fell to his knees with a thud.

"Sir, I didn't mean to disturb you. Mr. Angel came to the tavern and had a conflict with another guest. I asked you to come over."

Inov's expression remained unpredictable. "What did that guy Angel say again?"

The man at the door bent even lower. "Mr. Ingres was unhappy to see that there were so many people surrounding the other guest to curry favor with him, so there was a conflict."

Inov's face became worse, "You useless fellows, those prostitutes don't know any rules, just wait here."

Turning back to the room, Inov snorted coldly at the sight of Anthony lying motionless on the bed.

"You're lucky. Pack up and follow me."

Anthony propped himself up and sat up, fumbling with his clothes to cover his body.

In the Crolia Tavern, the hall with the loudest singing and dancing music.

Cheng Yan made Ingres, who had provoked him first, so angry that he almost died. Afterwards, no matter how he fumed and glared at him, he didn't say a word to him.

He just hugged a girl and played dice.

"Hey, Dan, our Anna wins again, so awesome!"

Anna's cheeks were flushed, and her bright blue eyes stared at Cheng Yan's face without blinking.

The woman who guessed wrong was unhappy and punched Cheng Yan on the shoulder.

"Guest, you are biased. It has happened so many times, and Anna always wins."

Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows, "That's not right, Anna is obviously the best, I didn't do anything wrong."

Cheng Yan had no ill will towards the woman who was in such a romantic place. He even felt a little distressed. No one would fall to this point unless they were desperate.

Although in his previous life there were people around him who chose to sell their bodies purely for a luxurious life, but at least...

Cheng Yan turned his head and looked into Anna's clear eyes. When they met his gaze, his dark pupils curved and his turquoise blue eyes kept dodging.

Cheng Yan chuckled, "Are you so shy? Didn't you just say I'm pretty?"

Anna blushed and lowered her head in silence. The more Cheng Yan saw how shy she was, the more he wanted to tease her, just like when he used to interact with those children younger than him.

"Angel, why didn't you tell me you were here?"

The old voice reached Cheng Yan's ears from a long distance. Cheng Yan's eyes sank and he looked towards the source of the voice.