Master of Masters 92

Chapter 92: Red Wine [Arnis, 94%]

Arnis regularly replenished the room with snacks and delivered carefully prepared meals three times a day.

…Just like the days when he was forced to stay here. Only last time it was because of a case, and this time it was Arnis’s deliberate doing.

Arnis tried to communicate with He Yue, but every question he asked was met with silence.

He Yue’s best way to deal with him was to ignore him. For this sinner who had imprisoned him, besides letting him go, there was nothing to talk about.

The refrigerator would be stocked with fresh cream cakes, and the moment he opened it, a rich, sweet aroma would waft out, whetting his appetite. On the cake, there would always be a black chocolate kitten in a special posture, covered with chocolate shavings.

He Yue had never touched this cake, even though he had always had a weakness for fresh cream cakes.

Before, he would have thought this little cat was Black Sugar, or just a cartoon black kitten. But ever since he had seen the photos of himself at the festival in the darkroom, remembering the cat ear headband on his head and the cat tail belt on his waist, the more he looked, the more he felt the chocolate black cat was a metaphor for him.

And this made him feel vaguely uncomfortable.

Late at night, Arnis didn’t leave after bringing dinner, but brought a bottle of high-quality original wine. He knew He Yue had an interest in mixology, so he specially sourced the best wine from his manor and the market.

“Master, this is the manor’s collection of red wine, would you like to try it?”

This bottle of wine was very old, and after being fermented for a long time, the moment the cork was opened, a rich, mellow aroma spread from the bottle, trying to dye the air in the room with a hint of intoxicating fragrance.

He Yue got up from the beanbag chair by the window and walked to the table, dragging the iron chain.

He hadn’t had a drink in a long time, and the rich, mellow aroma piqued his interest.

The reddish-purple wine swirled in the oddly shaped decanter, the translucent liquid forming a water mark, undoubtedly a top-quality product. Arnis must have taken out all his best wine, trying to ease the relationship between him and He Yue.

As the decanter swirled on the tray, He Yue very rarely spoke. “Arnis, I want to talk to Wien.”

Arnis, hearing his own name, hadn’t had time to be happy before he heard the name of another “rival.” His face darkened, and he silently poured the wine from the decanter into a wine glass and held it up to He Yue.

“Master, this wine is priceless… you wouldn’t even have a chance to bid for it at an auction. I brought it especially for you.”

The still wine glass hung in the air, and He Yue didn’t even raise his hand. He raised his head slightly, his eyelashes casting a shadow, his calm eyes looking at the insect before him.

“Arnis, don’t you understand me?”

Arnis retracted his hand, bit his lip, so hard that it turned white. His anger, even though he tried to hide it, was revealed under the flames of jealousy, and he gripped the glass in his hand until he heard a soft “crack.”

The reddish-purple wine mixed with the blood from his palm, and the wine stinging the wound, every bit of it was provoking Arnis’s reason. He tried his best to control himself from losing control, even though he knew that every word He Yue said was deliberately piercing his heart.

He mechanically turned around, took a new wine glass, and poured the red wine into it.

“Master, please have a taste of my good wine…” Arnis gripped the wine glass, the residual blood and wine all on the glass. “I’ll call Wien.”

“You really locked him up!” He Yue didn’t take the blood-stained wine glass and said sharply, “He’s a civilian colonel of Area A base, a bonded female insect, what right do you have to arrest him!”

Wien again, Knasch again…

He had clearly crossed them off, why did these dregs still appear in his relationship with He Yue?

In his cold gaze, a monstrous killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Insects had appeared in their relationship, and he wanted to kill them all cleanly.

Arnis gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to lose control. He knew what losing control meant, it meant that his “favorability” would break through his mental defense line when he wasn’t paying attention, pushing the 91% value even higher.

He could no longer tolerate any mistakes.

The little time he had to spend with He Yue here was something he had forced. As long as he fell into He Yue’s trap, and his mental defense line was broken by his pathological love, he would push He Yue away bit by bit.

Until he was completely blocked.

“Master, please have a taste of my wine, and I’ll let him go.” Arnis’s obsession with this red wine exceeded He Yue’s imagination, and he even suspected that Arnis had put some poison in the wine.

But He Yue had opened this wine himself, and Arnis couldn’t have done anything under his nose.

He still asked, “You didn’t poison it, did you?”

The wine glass held in the air shook, the glass wall reflecting Arnis’s dejected and lonely expression. He scoffed self-deprecatingly, lamenting that he had personally destroyed He Yue’s last bit of trust, and shook his head.

“This wine is absolutely safe, I just… wanted Master to have a taste, that’s all.”

He Yue took the wine glass and drank the red wine in it in one gulp.

When the wine passed over his tongue, the mellow taste was not dry, rich and delicious. But He Yue didn’t savor it, but swallowed the red wine like a task.

“Are you satisfied?”

Arnis’s eyes flickered, a pained expression flashing across his face. He didn’t agree to He Yue’s words, and from the bottom of his heart, he had long wanted to exterminate Wien, who was locked in the basement.

He and He Yue had completely become absolute enemies, so confrontational that it was completely difficult to ease.

They even had to guess at conspiracies while drinking, and the moment their eyes met, they were like sworn enemies, hating and killing each other.

“Master, it’s very delicious, isn’t it? This is the wine that was bought when the manor was established. There’s only one bottle in the entire manor, and many wine merchants came here for it. This one glass is worth a thousand gold…”

He Yue took the remaining half bottle of red wine from the table and drank several large gulps.

The un-oxidized red wine was extremely sour, even for the most expensive wine. He Yue frowned, but still swallowed the not-so-delicious but expensive red wine.

“It’s not good.” He Yue held the slender part of the wine bottle and said lightly.

“That’s because it hasn’t been decanted, Master…” Arnis was also anxious, and seeing He Yue’s cheeks visibly redden from the alcohol, he wanted to take the wine bottle. “Try the decanter, Master, this wine is very delicious.”

He frowned, not knowing why even just drinking, the atmosphere between them was so tense.

“Don’t you understand yet, Arnis?”

He Yue turned the wine bottle upside down and poured the rest of the wine on the floor.

Such an expensive wine was thus squandered, along with Arnis’s heart. Arnis’s heart was bleeding, not just because of the precious wine that was the only one in the manor, but more importantly, this was the most expensive thing he could imagine.

He could no longer imagine what else could be bought to ease this stiff relationship.

He Yue held the slender end of the wine bottle and smashed it against the table at the side.

Shards of glass flew everywhere, with residual red wine, and shattered on the floor.

The remaining wine bottle in He Yue’s hand was only the slender neck, and the sharp broken edge. They were as sharp as a bayonet, enough to be a deadly weapon.

“Master… do you still, want me to die? I’m not afraid…”

Before he could finish, the broken glass bottle in He Yue’s hand changed direction and was pointed at his own neck.

He Yue knew Arnis’s real weakness. For an insect who was not afraid of even insectoidization and death, the only thing he could use to threaten him was his own life.

He Yue was Arnis’s real weakness.

All the strong defenses that had been disguised completely collapsed, leaving nothing. Arnis saw the sharp end of the broken glass touch He Yue’s pale neck, leaving a thin line of blood.

“No, don’t… I was wrong… Master, I was wrong!”

Arnis couldn’t tell if He Yue was just trying to scare and threaten him, or if he really had suicidal thoughts. Just the dazzling reflection from the broken glass was enough to make him terrified.

He didn’t dare to gamble.

Not at all.

He couldn’t imagine if He Yue really died in his hands, even if it was an accident, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

“I was wrong, Master, do you want me to let you go? I will, I’ll let you go, please put down the glass.”

He Yue stood calmly in a pile of broken glass, his eyes without a trace of emotion. Even if he didn’t say anything, just standing there was enough to make Arnis collapse.

[Arnis, 93%.]

He Yue raised an eyebrow, not at all surprised to hear the system’s prompt.

The president’s tall body knelt before He Yue, and he pulled on He Yue’s clothes with one hand. All his dignity also collapsed, and he didn’t even care about the system’s voice.

Compared to being blocked, compared to letting He Yue leave and being a voyeur who could never be on the stage, He Yue dying in front of him was even more unbearable.

“Master… please, you can do whatever you want to me, put down the glass… don’t, don’t joke with your life.” Arnis pleaded bitterly, but he didn’t dare to pull He Yue’s hand, afraid that the force of his pull would be resisted, and He Yue would accidentally stab the glass into his throat.

“I was wrong… you can punish me however you want, please, live well.” He Yue leaned in, almost pressing the glass bottle against his eyes, letting him clearly see the pale skin and the bobbing Adam’s apple.

“Let me go.”

“Alright…”

He Yue gripped the wine bottle even harder. “Tell me Wien’s location.” The sharp glass cut a small mark, stinging Arnis’s eyes.

“…Alright, I’ll tell you.”

He Yue moved the glass bottle away a little, and smiled brightly when Arnis’s guard relaxed a little.

He gave Arnis hope.

“Arnis, letting me die in front of you is enough to make you suffer for the rest of your life…” He destroyed Arnis’s hope.

He Yue moved away a little, then ruthlessly stabbed his own neck without sparing any effort.

[Host!!]

“Master!!”

The expected pain didn’t come, and He Yue felt warm blood dripping on his neck.

The glass had almost pierced Arnis’s palm, and blood flowed down his wrist.

Arnis’s face was pale, his bloodshot eyes like a wolf seeing fat meat.

“Master… why, do you have to leave me? Why do you have to leave me even if you have to die?” “Ugh…!”

All his reason was shattered, and the glass He Yue was holding was in Arnis’s hand, no longer a threat. He was pushed to the ground by Arnis, who leaned over and pressed down on him.

His back hit the ground, and he frowned in pain.

“Belong to me forever, Master, and bond with me.”

[Arnis, 94%]