"Wow..." A crow’s caw echoed.
The Blood Crow perched on the man’s shoulder turned its head and glanced at Ais.
Even shrouded in dark mist, its ruby-like, blood-red eyes were still clear and bright.
It seed the Blood Crow was displeased with Ais’s questioning of its master.
Ais felt a tingling in his scalp under the crow’s gaze. He finally understood why he had felt watched by so strange presence throughout the past year.
And he finally knew what had been watching him.
"If you shouldn’t ask, then don’t!"
The man spoke, and even though he was ten ters away, his voice exploded as if right beside Ais’s ear, seemingly about to burst his eardrums.
His cochlea ached, and sothing warm trickled out.
"...Yes." Ais’s teeth chattered, and the muscles around his eyes and mouth twitched slightly.
A gust of wind lifted the black robe that blended him into the night, and the pressure around him dropped lower and lower, the dark mist grew thicker, as if ti and space themselves were twisting and changing.
Even the air, affected by him, beca dense and solidified.
Ais’s face turned instantly pale as paper, his chest felt tight as if he had been struck a heavy blow, and even breathing beca sowhat difficult.
Fortunately, it didn’t last long; everything cald down after just a few seconds.
And the man was gone.
Gone just like that... Ais had experienced this kind of disappearance just fifteen minutes earlier in Jun Moyan’s Wu Garden.
Yet, witnessing it once more, Ais couldn’t calm his heart.
Even though it wasn’t the first ti.
He raised his hand, touching his ear.
On his fingertips, there was bright red blood.
What kind of existence was this man?
Was Jun Moyan his next target?
If not, why have him accept benefits from Jun Wuyang, to then attack Jun Moyan...
But with his earth-shattering powers, if he truly wanted to deal with Jun Moyan, wouldn’t it be as simple as lifting a finger? Why go through such elaborate sches?
What, really, did he want to do!
And how many more like him were being controlled...
——
Wen Xiao’ai rubbed her eyes and yawned as she sat up, wondering if it was her imagination, but she felt that the hidden energy in Jun Moyan seed to be growing stronger.
At this rate, in another month, her inner core would likely be nearly restored, and she could try reverting back to her human form.
With that thought, Wen Xiao’ai’s mood also improved, her small ears twitching back and forth.
However, her happiness was short-lived as a pale hand pinched her ear.
Instinctively, Wen Xiao’ai narrowed her eyes and ducked her head, her body tensing and immobilized as if under a Freezing Spell.
"ow~"
Her plaintive, shaky voice erged, which, though ant as a protest, sounded even more endearingly cute than usual.
Why was he pinching her ears again? She hadn’t done anything wrong.
"Ruining one of my garnts every day, over ti, do you think it doesn’t matter?" he said with a voice that lacked its usual cold and harsh tone, now filled with an enchanting, husky allure.
Annoying, why didn’t he complain about her drool before? Clearly, he was just looking for an excuse to pinch her ears.
"ow~"
She waved her small paws trying to hit him, but without any strength, she couldn’t even extend her arms.
Seeing her struggle weakly, Jun Moyan rembered how just yesterday she had gotten drunk, rubbed his ears, licked his neck... that unfamiliar warm touch.
Just thinking about it made his heart itch as if scratched by her little paws.
It seed his ears were sensitive as well.
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