Chapter 714: To Suffer for a Lifetime

Hayley’s POV:

Just as I anticipated, he was completely defenseless. The silver needle struck squarely at his throat. In the next instant, he collapsed to his knees.

“You…”

“This… this is impossible. I reviewed all your fight records—you don’t know how to use silver needles!” The masked man looked at me in disbelief.

“True… I didn’t know how to use silver needles back then,” I replied, raising an eyebrow. “But I’m not the same person I was before.”

His eyes widened with terror, the reality of death finally dawning on his face. Seeing this, my hand paused as I reached to move his mask. A person who fears death isn’t worthy of being my opponent.

“However,” I said, slowly straightening up and looking down at him, “injuring my man isn’t something that can be settled with just one needle.”

With that, I retrieved all the silver needles hidden within me and, before the watching crowd, methodically inserted them into various points across his body. After placing the last needle, I dusted off my hands and smiled at him. “From now on, every rainy day, the spots where these needles lie will hurt so badly you won’t be able to sleep.”

“Don’t even think about using your witch clan’s methods to treat it. If you try, the pain will be 10 times worse, as if the needles were burrowing into your bones.”

“You made my mate suffer for a while. I’m making you suffer for a lifetime. Fair trade, don’t you think?” I taunted him. Dealing with someone as vile as him requires equally harsh measures.

He didn’t reply, only glaring at me with seething hatred. I contemplated for a moment, deciding to remove his mask. Just as I reached out, Xavie’s subordinate, Silas, approached and said obsequiously, “Ms. Carson, please show mercy. This man is our arena’s top fighter. If he dies, it will be difficult to explain to Mr. Hanson.”

“Your man?” His words fueled my fury.

“Yes.”

I let out a cold laugh and withdrew my hand. “Very well, Xavier’s man. Very well!”

I remained on stage beside the arena’s reigning champion, and no one dared challenge me. Even so, Silas first got Xavier’s approval before handing over the market’s only Moonshade Flower to me.

“Apologies, Ms. Carson. We didn’t mean to harm your fiancé intentionally. It’s our duty to protect the Moonshade Flower from outsiders. I’ve sent for the antidote. Hope you can be magnanimous and not inform Mr. Hanson, sparing us.” Silas pleaded, kneeling and presenting the Moonshade Flower. I took the herb and sniffed it.

After Hera confirmed its authenticity, I looked at him and said, “I prefer substantial compensation over apologies. You know exactly what I want.”

“Anything I possess, you just need to ask, and it’s yours, Ms. Carson.”

“But the Thunderbloom Flower you seek, even Mr. Hanson doesn’t have it. How could I?” Silas looked genuinely distressed, almost begging.

“The black market may be under my management. But if it doesn’t flow in, no one sees it.”

“In that case, let today’s matter end here.” I declared coldly before delivering a powerful kick, sending him flying three yards away. He crashed into the stone steps of the stands, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he landed.

Xavier and his men knew Benjamin was my fiancé but still dared to play dirty tricks on him. I was being merciful by not letting Hera rip his throat out! As the market overseer, Silas was not just a leader but also a well-liked figure in the black market. Seeing him injured, the crowd immediately rose to their feet. Every one of them glared at me menacingly, clearly preparing to surround and attack…