The Villainess Redeems Herself, The Beast Husbands are in a Daily Love Battle-Chapter 150: The Price of Life

The Empress nodded slightly, her gaze lingering on him for a moment before turning to Selene Kane.

"Scientists, they’re all male."

Her tone was indifferent.

"Thick-skinned and durable, a few hits won’t break them."

"Miss Kane, feel free to do what you like. No one will blame you."

Selene Kane opened her mouth, but she couldn’t utter a single word.

She stood there in a daze, with only one thought echoing wildly in her mind.

No way?

Does she really have to do it now?

"This..." she stammered, her face full of embarrassment, "I don’t even have any anger now, let alone want to hit someone..."

She tried to resist, "How about we talk about it next time? Another day, when I’m in a bad mood, maybe?"

Before she finished speaking, two guards approached with expressionless faces.

One of them forcibly thrust a soft yet metallic whip into her hand.

She was stunned, her hand frozen in mid-air, the whip hanging down on one side.

Meanwhile, the Empress’s low, laughing voice filled her ears.

"You’ll be seeing each other every day in the future, better to get used to it early."

Selene Kane’s heart sank.

Was she forced to act?

They didn’t leave her any way out!

She turned her troubled face towards Caleb Shaw.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and frowned slightly.

Well, after all, he’d been beaten many times before.

He was probably already numb, with dulled pain senses.

But she wasn’t used to it yet!

She was clearly just here for a job interview, how did it suddenly turn into being the aggressor?

Laughter and suppressed giggles erupted around her.

Under the eyes of the crowd, Selene Kane tremulously raised the small whip in her hand.

She gritted her teeth and tried hard to force a cold and ruthless expression, planning to pretend to be the "evil female" to get through this.

At this critical moment, the person on the ground suddenly stood up with a swift motion!

He looked panicked, took two steps back, and shouted at her loudly: "You’re actually going to hit me?!"

"I haven’t offended you, right? I’m not a criminal!"

Selene Kane was so startled that she almost threw the whip in her hand.

The man panted, his eyes scanning around frantically, finally landing on the Empress.

"Your Majesty! I’m here to report! I’m here to meet my new partner!"

His speech was fast-paced and his voice was agitated.

"I applied for a scientific assistant position, not to be a punching bag!"

"What a joke! He’s here to meet a new partner, not to get beaten."

"What I want is a cooperating Female Master who doesn’t resort to violence!"

"Not a hapless fool whipped by strangers before marriage!!"

Selene Kane wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"Then what are you doing here?"

The man leisurely straightened the collar of his white lab coat.

"Of course, I’m here to test a new invention."

What invention?

Selene Kane’s heart tightened, her breath suddenly stopped.

She quickly turned her head to the crown quietly suspended on the tray, embedded with unknown dark blue gemstones.

"System, check what that crown is?"

She urgently called out in her mind.

"Host, don’t touch it! That thing can control your mind!"

The system’s voice was deep.

Cold sweat instantly drenched Selene Kane, and a chill spread from her back to her limbs.

The Empress seemed bored with this silent confrontation and gently massaged her temples.

"Since Miss Kane is unwilling to display her spiritual power, let’s go straight to work after the coronation."

The male in the white lab coat suddenly had an unmistakable gleam of excitement in his eyes.

His lips curled slightly as he slowly rose and personally picked up the heavy crown.

"Miss Kane, I’ve long admired your name. I am Shaun, the chief scientist at the Academy. I look forward to your guidance in the future."

Selene Kane wanted to dodge, but her legs felt as if they were nailed to the spot.

She was about to take a step back.

Two attendants immediately stepped forward, their cold hands gripping her arms like iron clamps.

As the crown drew nearer, its metallic chill approached over her head.

She felt her freedom slipping further away.

Just as the iron hoop was about to be placed over her head, her survival instincts exploded.

She let out an angry shout and kicked Shaun hard in the abdomen.

Shaun grunted, staggered back, and the crown slipped from his grasp, crashing heavily onto the carpet with a dull thud.

The next moment, she threw herself desperately at the Empress.

She was a snake hybrid, possessing venom glands and fangs, and if she could bite her opponent, the venom would activate immediately.

Even if it meant paying with her life, she wanted this high and mighty woman to taste the price of betrayal and oppression.

The nobles erupted on the scene.

"Protect her Majesty!"

A guard captain bellowed, drawing his sword and charging forward.

She didn’t care about any of it.

She had done nothing wrong, hadn’t even truly awakened her spiritual power.

Yet the Empress was pushing her, attempting to imprison, brainwash, and control her with a false coronation ceremony.

She’d rather start all over again!

Even if her soul were to dissipate, she refused to be a lamb to the slaughter!

She stared intently at the Empress’s icy face, her eyes nearly ablaze with anger.

A group rushed forward to stop her, swords and blades interweaving.

Yet relying on a snake hybrid’s unique flexibility, she elegantly dodged each attack.

In the chaos, her skirt hem was grazed by a guard’s sword blade.

The originally knee-length skirt suddenly turned into a mini skirt, exposing her long, powerful legs.

Oddly enough, this made her running even lighter and swifter, enhancing her speed.

The guards swiftly raised their guns to aim, the hum of charging energy weapons echoing continuously.

However, she’d already closed in on the Empress’s side.

No one dared to fire recklessly, fearing to accidentally harm the noble Empress.

She was close.

A rabbit will bite when cornered; she wasn’t just a docile lamb.

Her fate could only be written by herself!

Finally, she reached the Empress, less than half a step away.

She could even see herself reflected in her opponent’s pupils.

Why...

Why should she bear all this?

Clenching her teeth, her nails dug deep into her palms, just as she was about to recite that she was a venomous serpent.

Relying on that cold-blooded willpower to barely hold onto her crumbling sanity, a figure suddenly flashed before her eyes.

Caleb Shaw stood expressionless, straight as a pine, his boots firmly planted on the ground.

Once again, he stood facing Selene Kane, standing at the muzzle of her gun, between her and death.

Her lips trembled slightly; she wanted to say something but couldn’t make a sound.

But he didn’t hesitate, raised his hand, and lifted the gun.

"Bang!"

This time it didn’t miss, the bullet sliced through the air straight, hitting its target.

Selene Kane only felt like a giant stone had smashed into her, her chest bursting with pain.

Warm liquid flowed uncontrollably outward, running down her fingertips, her waist, her skirt.

Blood trickled from her mouth, bright red and viscous.

She looked down at her hand clutching her chest, seeing the thick blood oozing between her pale fingers.

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, a light yet bitter smile, her lips curling slightly, saying to Caleb Shaw: "So... my blood is warm too."