c2521: 2522: So-Called Art (3)

She and Bruiser came from the same place, and Bruiser was favored by Lady Melo partly because of Siber.

Bruiser often snuck into White Sand Manor to secretly watch Siber. Although they were strangers, Bruiser felt an unprecedented closeness from Siber.

By secretly observing Siber, Bruiser was caught by Lady Melo, which led him to become a Talented One.

Now, Bruiser felt like his head was about to explode; he wanted to die.

Such hideousness, seen by Siber!!!

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On the other hand, Siber peered through the door, and immediately saw Angel and Lady Melo not far away.

Siber was elated inside, ready to step into the door and join Lady Melo.

But just then, a pink blind snake like an earthworm fell in front of her.

Thus, she slowly raised her head.

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Siber took only one glance at the two men hanging above, and instantly lowered her head because her expression could no longer maintain the cold indifference!

Too shocking, too astounding!

The visual impact of the two men hung above thoroughly shattered Siber’s previous worldview.

Her demeanor couldn’t hold up, and she had to lower her head, using her black hair to cover the shock and embarrassment on her face.

Yes, not just Bruiser and Golos felt awkward.

Seeing them like this, Siber’s level of embarrassment was no less than theirs. After all, Siber was still just an unworldly young girl. Even with her exceptional intelligence and independent way of handling things, her experience was still too limited.

The first time she saw a man’s naked body was the hanging man outside the prison before. Since he was a stranger, and his face was so flushed that he seemed near death, her attention didn’t focus on gender differences.

But this time was different, acquaintances coupled with embarrassing bondage, and reactions caused by the bondage.

Made Siber immediately focus on the key point.

In such a situation, how could she not feel awkward?

She now deeply regretted her excessive curiosity. Why did she climb these stairs, why did she peer inside the door?

Can she go back downstairs now?

Can time turn back?

Siber lowered her head, her toes in shoes nearly poking a hole with embarrassment.

While Siber regretted coming up the stairs to this place; on the other side, Angel watched Siber with interest, curious as to how she arrived here.

Below, the Rainbow Illusion, though low-level, wasn’t something a common person could just traverse.

How did Siber manage it?