Shen Fuxin stood where she was, her head bowed slightly as a shadow of blackness crept into her eyes, spreading ever wider.
“Senior Xue Hen, may I have more time to think about this?”
Though her tone remained calm, the chill behind it radiated pure rejection.
Xue Hen’s expression soured at once. “More time to think? You’ll always dodge me with that line! When I saved your life atop Juexin Peak, I fell for you at first sight. Yet you rejected me then, and you still refuse now. I wager you haven’t forgotten that wraith called Ye Yu, have you? He even brought his ‘wife’ here—why can’t you let go?”
In the rear courtyard, Ye Yu’s expression shifted sharply.
She likes me? When? And how does Xue Hen even know that?
In the front courtyard, the darkness in Shen Fuxin’s eyes deepened. She shook her head hard but said nothing.
Xue Hen sneered, “You snuck glances at him with your Reflection Stone, and now that he stands before you, you don’t even dare look at him. If that’s the case, why won’t you give me a chance?”
Shen Fuxin grit her teeth and replied softly, “I haven’t decided yet. Give me more time.”
“Fine,” Xue Hen snapped. “I’ll give you time—until you choose me. Only then will I save that woman. Otherwise, let her wait forever! Truth be told, the longer her inner devil remains, the weaker her true consciousness grows, until it vanishes entirely. She doesn’t have long left!”
Dropping all pretense, Xue Hen’s threat rang out as he swept his sleeve and turned to leave.
But at that moment, Ye Yu thundered forward and struck him with a single punch.
Caught off guard, Xue Hen flew backward in an arc.
“That bastard—using people like this to threaten others, you’ve no shame at all!” Ye Yu snarled, moving to advance—but a hand gripped his wrist.
“Shen Fuxin, don’t stop me. I’ll beat him half to death first. As for banishing her inner devil—wait until...”
Before Ye Yu could finish, a voice cut in.
“You call him a bastard—yet what you did just now wasn’t any less shameless.”
Ye Yu spun around, shocked to see Shen Fuxin’s eyes now completely black.
Utterly grotesque.
She yanked him forward until he stood before her, her inky gaze locked on his.
“Chu Ge was right! We knew each other first, I brought you into the Divine Realm. We should be the ones together. Why did you choose Gu Ji as your wife?”
“And most importantly, Gu Ji doesn’t mind you being with me—so why did you refuse? Do you despise me so much? If you despised me so, why appear now? Do you enjoy teasing me, keeping me forever lost in illusions? Tell me—is that it? Answer me!”
Shen Fuxin’s voice rose to a shriek, brimming with fury.
A number appeared above her: eight million.


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