After the officials left, Serena Feng and Commander Lucan Lu stared at each other, neither willing to speak first. In the end, Lucan Lu relented and said, "Go ahead, what do you want to tell me in private?"
"This isn't the place to talk. How about we go inside?" Serena Feng pointed to the punishment room, heavy with the stench of filth.
In this world, the only person who dared speak with the Bloodcloak Guard’s commander inside the Punishment Room was Serena Feng.
"No wonder you’re General Feng’s daughter—you’ve got guts," Lucan Lu genuinely praised her this time.
He had no personal grudge against Serena Feng; he was simply following orders.
"Not at all," Serena replied. "I remind myself constantly not to tarnish my father’s reputation." She returned to her usual confident, professional demeanor.
Whenever she returned to her area of expertise, Serena seized the initiative. Even in the Punishment Room, she carried the air of someone who could command and strategize with ease.
It was exactly this attitude that made Lucan Lu fall for her bluff.
"Commander, let’s not beat around the bush. I understand your problem, and I can solve it."
Lucan Lu was about to question her arrogance, but Serena cut him off: "Don’t be impatient, Commander. Let me finish. I know you don’t believe me, but that’s fine. Just give me one night—after tonight, I guarantee your wife will be satisfied."
That's right, Lucan Lu may look formidable, but he suffers from sexual dysfunction.
In her previous life, Serena had heard female urologists say that some men, unable to perform, took perverse pleasure in hearing women cry out in pain.
Lucan Lu's casual remark made Serena think of this issue. Noticing his strange gait, she boldly guessed the truth.
Sure enough, Lucan Lu did not refute Serena's words but glared at her, sometimes angry, sometimes resigned.
Serena was not afraid at all and glared back unflinchingly.
She knew exposing Lucan Lu's secret would cause trouble later, but she couldn't care now—every day she could buy was precious. If she were tortured by the Bloodcloak Guard, she'd never hold a scalpel again.
And that was something she could never accept. How could a surgeon who can't hold a scalpel still call herself a doctor?
Seeing the anger in Lucan Lu's eyes replaced by resignation, Serena finally spoke: "Rest assured, Commander. I am a doctor, and I have a doctor's principles and ethics—I would never reveal your condition."
Indeed, for a dignified commander to be impotent—if word got out, how much face would he lose?
"Can you really help me?" Lucan Lu's face flickered with longing.
As a man—and a successful man at that—Lucan Lu simply couldn’t bear to face this kind of failure.
Yet discussing such matters with a woman made him feel unbearably ashamed.
Suddenly, Lucan Lu remembered what happened at the Peach Blossom Festival.
It seemed that Serena Feng exposing Lady Bianca of Wu’an’s secret wasn’t just a coincidence.
"You really know medicine?" Lucan Lu was starting to believe.
"Commander Lu, you don’t need to doubt my medical skills. If I didn’t know medicine, would the Wang Clan support me? If I couldn’t cure William Wang Jinling’s eyes, could I even get to know him given my status?"
That was the truth.
Even if William Wang Jinling was approachable, if Serena didn’t know medicine, she wouldn’t even have a chance to meet him, let alone become friends.
"Alright, Serena Feng, I’ll give you one night to prove your skill." Lucan Lu was desperate to become a real man, so he took the gamble.
"Thank you, Commander Lu. You won’t regret your choice tonight. Now, please wait outside for a moment—just give me the time it takes to drink a cup of tea." Serena acted with the authority of a famous doctor.
"Alright. Serena Feng, I trust you." Lucan Lu turned and left, even closing the door for her.
Whew...
Only after Lucan Lu left did Serena Feng feel her heart settle.
She had finally made it through another ordeal safely!
In the Bloodcloak Guard, as long as she handled Lucan Lu, she wouldn’t be tortured for now.
Once Serena relaxed, she realized her ankle and back wounds were hurting again.
After taking a few breaths to suppress the pain, Serena quickly opened her Smart Med-Pack and took out a box of pills labeled "Viagra."
Yes, this was the blue pill that urologists praised as a blessing for countless men—commonly known as Viagra.
Serena took out one pill, wrapped it in white paper, and put the rest away.
This was her lifeline—she would never give Lucan Lu all the pills at once, not even if it killed her.
It's a common tactic among politicians to discard people once they're no longer useful. If you want protection, you must keep proving your worth.
After exactly the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lucan Lu returned, showing just how anxious he really was.
Serena Feng handed him the pill, signaling for him to take it now: "Rest assured, Commander Lu, this medicine is absolutely not poisonous. You're my lifesaving talisman—I wouldn't do anything so stupid as to harm you."
Politicians are always scheming, so Serena just laid everything out plainly.
"You're very smart," Lucan Lu said as he took the pill and swallowed it.
He was literally gambling with his life.
The more desperate Lucan Lu was, the happier Serena Feng became.
This showed that Lucan Lu cared deeply about his manhood—the more he cared, the more leverage Serena had.
Who knows, if things go badly, she might just make a living off the blue pill.
"Commander Lu, you're too kind. It's getting late—please assign me a cell, and you should hurry home. Half an hour is enough for the medicine to work."
After speaking, she even yawned.
If anyone embodied the phrase "pushes her luck," it was Serena Feng.
But she had every right to.
She had the capital to push her luck.
Though Lucan Lu was annoyed, he remembered his condition and still needed Serena, so he gritted his teeth and endured, ordering her shackles unlocked.
The officials thought Lucan Lu was about to start torturing Serena Feng and looked excited—they'd been waiting all night. But Lucan Lu said, "Take Miss Feng to Cell H-9 in the Heaven-Class Block, take good care of her, and don't let her die."
The Bloodcloak Guard dungeon had four levels of cells: Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow. Heaven-Class cells were reserved for imperial kin and nobles and were rarely used. Prisoners placed there could not be tortured without special orders.
"Commander Lu?" One official thought he'd misheard and asked quietly.
Did their commander go crazy?
This was Serena Feng—the person they were specifically ordered to handle!
"What are you waiting for? Get moving!" Lucan Lu barked, his face dark.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The officials were so scared they nearly fainted, bowing respectfully and inviting Serena Feng to move.
Serena Feng shook her head and smiled, "Thank you, Commander Lu."
With that, she walked out.
As Serena passed by Lucan Lu, he suddenly grabbed her.