Witches, please stop thinking about me!

Her fingernail traced across her chin, finally landing on her Adam's apple, where it gently caressed with her fingertip.

"I refuse."

Looking at Lin Jiu in front of her with surprise, Liu Mei's narrow eyes showed a hint of doubt.

"Sure?"

"...Sure!"

Sensing the hesitation in Lin Jiu's answer, Liu Mei's lips curled into a playful smile.

The city wall didn't collapse in a day, and the avalanche didn't happen overnight.

Hesitation means there's an opportunity.

"Then let's go out."

As she finished speaking in a feignedly indifferent tone, Lin Jiu was roughly pushed away from Liu Mei's embrace.

Lin Jiu glanced at Liu Mei's indifferent expression and the wretched witch on the chair, then turned and walked out of the interrogation room.

Watching Lin Jiu leave out of the corner of her eye, and waiting until the footsteps disappeared in the secret room, Liu Mei picked up the knife on the table.

The spurting blood soaked her clothes. Liu Mei raised her finger and indifferently wiped the crimson from the corner of her mouth before turning and walking out of the interrogation room.

Going to the bathroom, Liu Mei took off her dirty clothes and looked at herself in the mirror.

His gaze lingered for a moment on the spot where Lin Jiu had been walking back and forth, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

As long as you get hungry, you'll eventually bite the hook.

She went to the wardrobe and changed into a white lace-trimmed blouse. After thinking for a moment, Liu Mei took out a pair of black trousers and put them on.

Upon arriving at the living room on the first floor, Lin Jiu was sitting on the sofa, frowning in thought.

Looking at Liu Mei, who had changed into a clean and elegant outfit, Lin Jiu asked...

"You've killed many people?"

Liu Mei sat on the sofa diagonally opposite Lin Jiu, leisurely crossing her legs.

"Is killing so strange? After everything that's happened, don't you understand that killing is the best form of self-defense?"

Lin Jiu did not answer, because he knew that, in a sense, Liu Mei was not wrong.

However, his long-standing way of thinking made him very resistant to this matter.

"What, scared?"

Lin Jiu glanced at Liu Mei in silence. Liu Mei met his gaze and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. You're quite capable; anyone with a brain could figure this out. Killing you would be the worst option."

Taking the towel handed to her by the housekeeper Li Mo, Liu Mei began to rub her hair.

"Is that black thorny group a cult?"

Liu Mei pondered for a moment in response to Lin Jiu's question.

"As far as witches are concerned, yes, they are all people with limited talent but great ambition."

"They were the ones who discovered the matter of devouring the witch's heart."

"When I first became a witch in college, I was almost killed by them."

As Liu Mei finished speaking, Lin Jiu recalled the witch's surprise at her gender.

"My abilities—no, my gender—are very special in the Otherworld?"

Liu Mei casually tossed the towel onto the sofa, went to the refrigerator, poured out two glasses of juice, and handed one to Lin Jiu.

He crossed his left leg over his right and rested his left arm lazily on the back of the sofa.

"Many people possess abilities, but you are the first man among those who awaken naturally."

Liu Mei's answer made Lin Jiu frown slightly.

"Is it true that molecules from the Otherworld can only react with women?"

"It is generally believed that only women can combine with molecules from the underworld and activate the magical circuits within their bodies."

"Of course, not everyone has a magic circuit."

"Many unlucky women who are affected by the otherworld will be torn apart and eaten by the demons. Statistically speaking, one in ten thousand women will become a witch."

Lin Jiu was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

"The probability is that low?"

Liu Mei glanced at him with her narrow eyes, devoid of any emotion.

"If the probability is high, do you think the world will still be dominated by ordinary people?"

"Too..."

Looking back on his nineteen years of life, before meeting Liu Mei, he had never heard of any extraordinary events.

More often, there are various terrifying folk tales told by the public.

"So, what exactly is a Demon Eater?"

After taking a sip of juice, Liu Mei placed the cup on the white porcelain coffee table in front of her.

"Speaking of Demon Eaters, we must mention the special nature of the Underworld."

"If the underworld is so dangerous, why would I, as a witch, go in?"

"There are tools for growth?"

Liu Mei nodded, got up and went to the brown cabinet to get the notebook, then sat down next to Lin Jiu.

A deep and alluring fragrance wafted over, and even now, Lin Jiu could still faintly feel the warmth emanating from Liu Mei's rounded thighs.

"Here is a summary of information about the Devourers. Take a look for yourself."

Liu Mei placed the laptop, still warm from her thigh, on Lin Jiu's lap, and noticed the slight unease in his eyes. A barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips.

Indirect contact often leads to a deeper connection with the soul.

A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair. This kind of subtle seduction is what makes people most attached to a woman.

Looking at the information in the notebook in his hand, Lin Jiu gained a comprehensive understanding of the Demon Eaters.

Simply put, Devourers are a group of beings who have gained all sorts of strange abilities through items from the Otherworld.

Such people can be male or female, their gender is not fixed, and their abilities vary in strength depending on the strength of the items they obtain.

However, the most significant characteristic of demon eaters is that they cannot naturally regenerate the magic power within their bodies.

This characteristic means that they can only maintain their abilities by absorbing the magic of other witches.

This relationship is extremely dangerous for witches, because in most cases, once a witch is captured, she often becomes a blood bag for the demon eater, living a life worse than death.

However, some witches, due to their immense magical power and formidable strength, will actively seek cooperation with demon eaters.

However, such collaborations often carry significant uncontrollable risks, so very few witches would do this.

In this document, I also noticed a peculiar name.

"Witch's Church?"

"This is an organization where witches stick together for mutual support. We regularly exchange information and resources within it."

Lin Jiu glanced at Liu Mei, who was scrolling through short videos on her phone.

"Are you one of them?"

"Yes, the internal hierarchy of the Witch Church is the same as that of witches, divided into bronze, silver, gold, diamond, and queen."

Lin Jiu gazed at Liu Mei's charming profile. Even though she hadn't done anything, her narrow eyes still held a hint of allure.

"What level are you?"

Liu Mei put down her phone and looked at him, a playful glint in her eyes. She gently lifted his chin with her finger.

"Before I met you, I was a golden witch. After I met you, I haven't been tested yet."

"so..."

Lin Jiu looked away, not daring to gaze at Liu Mei for too long.

This woman is so suggestive... Every smile and gesture makes you think in that direction...

The subtle emotions flickering in her narrow eyes always reminded Lin Jiu of a story she'd once read about a very busy secretary...