From Apocalypse To Entertainment Circle (BL)-Chapter 30: Defiance in Golden Eyes

Liam’s fist slammed into Sian’s stomach.

The impact was solid, a dull yet heavy sound echoing in the tense silence. Sian’s body bent slightly, absorbing the force like a blade of grass swaying under a storm.

But that was it.

No screams. No cries of pain. Just an eerie stillness that seemed almost defiant.

"You—bastard! Stop!"

Lan Qisheng struggled violently against his restraints, the leather cutting into his skin as his muscles tensed with rage. His eyes burned with unfiltered fury, a deep, visceral hatred threatening to consume him.

He wanted to rip Liam apart.

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Blood. Lan Qisheng wanted Liam’s blood.

But no matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t break free. The soldiers around him weren’t faring any better. They had tensed the moment Liam approached Sian, their hands twitching as if their bodies refused to accept their helplessness.

"Where’s your courage now, huh?" Liam taunted, grabbing Sian’s chin with bruising force. His fingers dug into that flawless skin, the pressure enough to leave angry red marks behind. "Say it again. Call me by that name one more time!"

He was expecting fear. He had been waiting for Sian to beg, to plead for his life, to finally show some weakness.

But when he lifted that delicate face, those golden eyes held nothing but—

Calm.

Not a single trace of fear.

Liam froze for a moment, his grip faltering ever so slightly.

And then—

Sian smirked.

"Oh, look who it is. Hello, ’you pathetic lapdog.’"

The words sliced through the air like a blade.

A stunned silence followed, stretching long enough to make the moment unbearable.

And then—

Liam lost his mind.

His expression twisted, a sickly mix of humiliation and rage flickering across his face. His hands trembled—not with fear, but with the barely contained urge to rip Sian apart.

He had wanted submission. He had wanted the beautiful boy before him to cower, to break, to scream for mercy.

But never in his wildest dreams did he expect this.

Never did he expect Sian to be the one to speak first.

"Oh, look who’s here! Hello, mutt. I almost didn’t recognize you. I thought you’d be at least a little more... hmm, more human, perhaps?"

The words were sharp, deliberate, and spoken with an air of casual amusement—like a predator toying with its prey.

The crowd around them fell silent as if the very air had been stolen from the room.

Even those watching through the live broadcast—the police, the military, civilians—felt the weight of those words.

A collective inhale.

And then, an eruption of curses.

"Damn, shit, f*ck..."

"Is this kid insane? Does he not value his own life?"

"Sian is looking for death."

"What the hell?! Is this boy out of his mind? He’s insulting a terrorist while being held hostage! Does he not fear that the guy will kill him in a fit of rage?"

"I’m already praying for that foolish kid’s soul. He’s probably the first one to die today."

"Dude, can you shut up? Honestly, I never knew Sian had such a sharp tongue. It makes you want to kill him."

"Same here. Ever since this live broadcast started, I’ve been thinking that Sian has a... how do I put it? A unique personality."

"Shut up and let’s see what Liam does to him. I want to see how this plays out."

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Liam stood still, his breath coming out in short, ragged bursts. Not because he was patient. No, patience had long since left him.

He was silent because he was seething.

His blood boiled beneath his skin, his veins pulsing with barely restrained fury.

Sian’s words had snapped something inside of him.

Fine. If words weren’t enough, he’d remind him of something much simpler—something that didn’t require speech.

Pain.

Liam released Sian’s face, his fingers leaving behind the angry imprint of his grip. Then, without hesitation, he raised his massive hand.

His fist cut through the air, a blur of force aimed directly at Sian’s face.

Liam was no ordinary man. He was built like a beast, his frame towering and thick with muscle. His hands alone were large enough to completely engulf Sian’s delicate features.

So the moment he swung, the outcome seemed inevitable.

The crowd could already picture it—the sickening crunch of bone, the gruesome sight of blood splattering across the floor, the way Sian’s slender body would crumple under the sheer force of the blow.

Screams rang out.

Some people surged forward, desperate to intervene. Others froze, trapped in their fear.

Well, except for Tong Xiao, who was crying. That man—seriously—he acted like a child.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion.

Liam’s fist closed the distance, mere centimetres from impact.

And then—

A smile.

A slow, deliberate curve of Sian’s lips.

Two movements. Two seconds.

And suddenly—

Liam, the two-meter-tall monster of a man, was sprawled on the ground.

Screaming.

Agony twisted his face, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

The silence that followed was deafening.

No one understood what had just happened.

Not even Lan Qisheng.

No, it wasn’t that he didn’t understand.

It was that Sian’s movements were too fast for anyone to perceive.

No one saw how Sian moved.

No one saw when he moved.

And no one knew what he had done—

To make that monstrous man end up writhing on the ground in pure, unrelenting pain.

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Hey there, my lovely angels!

I hope you’re all doing well! I wanted to take a moment to share something with you, and I promise it’s coming from the heart.

So, here’s the thing—I’m really sorry! As a new author navigating the world of Webnovel, I made a little mistake: I accidentally set four of my Chapters to be privileged Chapters. It totally wasn’t intentional! I was just checking things out, and suddenly it all happened on its own.

I know it sounds a bit crazy, but I also set the price a bit too high—around 340 coins! Yikes, I get it, that’s pretty steep. My sensei mentioned that it’s on the pricey side, but I honestly didn’t realize it at the time. I was just trying to figure things out and saw another novel with a similar price, thinking that must be the way to go.

I really want to assure you that I don’t want anyone to feel like I’m trying to make things expensive just for the sake of it. I appreciate all of you so much, and I wouldn’t want you to think that about me!

Thank you for understanding! Wishing you all a wonderful day!

Lots of love,

Erato-san

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