He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

Evelyn looked at the girl in front of her and walked towards her step by step.

The face had two empty eye sockets staring at her, and then something flowed out of them.

Blood flowed from the empty eye sockets, running down the grayish-white cheeks.

She reached out her hand to Evelyn.

A dagger was also stuck in that hand, the blade piercing through the palm.

Then she spoke, but the voice didn't sound like it came from her throat.

It was as if it had been squeezed up from a very deep place, each word dripping with blood and foam.

"Evelyn...why...?"

Her fingers reached out and grasped at the air, but she couldn't grasp anything.

"Why...why do this...why...?"

Evelyn took a step back, stepping on the bones on the ground.

I stumbled and almost fell.

But she kept backing away.

She watched the figure getting closer and closer, and began to shake her head.

His lips trembled as he squeezed out a few words from his throat.

"No...it wasn't me...it was you—it was you first..."

Before she could finish speaking, two hands pressed down on her shoulders from behind.

Those two hands were cold and not very strong, but they made her freeze.

Then she heard that voice.

Right next to her ear, his lips were almost touching her skin.

Why did you run away?

Luo Yao rested her chin on Evelyn's shoulder, grinned, revealing two sharp teeth, and laughed.

The golden vertical pupils gleamed coldly in the darkness.

"Don't you pray in church every day?"

"Kneeling before the God nailed to the cross, with tears in his eyes, he said—if I were given a chance, I would definitely make it up to her."

"You repeat the same things every single day, to the point that you almost start to believe them yourself."

Her voice was soft, but every word sent chills down Evelyn's spine.

"Now's your chance. She's right in front of you. Go, go and make it up to her."

"No...I...I'm not—" Evelyn's eyes widened, and her whole body trembled.

"lie."

Luo Yao's smile widened, and she gently bit Evelyn's earlobe with her canine teeth, making Evelyn tremble.

"You're afraid of her to the core."

"So many years have passed, and you still think about that every night when you close your eyes."

"I think of that dagger, I think of that afternoon, I think of her eyes when she fell down."

Do you know what the look in her eyes meant when she looked at you last?

"It was confusion. She didn't understand why you would do such a thing, and she never understood it, not even until her death."

"If you can't even face this much fear, what are you talking about when you talk about burning incense?"

"What purification are you talking about? You can't even bear to look at your own sins, how can you purify others?"

Her fingers gently pressed against Evelyn's neck, her fingertips slowly sliding down her skin.

"Let me help you confront your true fears, my dear."

Evelyn's legs were trembling violently, and the chill came from her very bones.

She watched as the girl with bloody tears in her eyes walked towards her step by step.

"Why...why did you kill me...why did you kill me..."

Evelyn's lips twitched, and tears rolled down her cheeks from her wide-open eyes.

She shook her head frantically.

"No...it was you who wanted to kill my sister! It was you—I, I just struck first...because I had to protect my sister—so, so I had no choice but to—"

"Oh—make your move first."

Luo Yao's finger stopped on her throat, her tone clearly mocking.

"Because I have to protect my younger sister."

"That's a really nice reason."

Her fingertips traced a gentle circle on Evelyn's neck.

She chuckled, her breath brushing against Evelyn's ear.

"You really know how to make excuses for yourself, darling."

Just as the girl's bleeding, tearful finger was about to touch Evelyn's face—

boom.

A loud bang came from overhead, but it didn't sound like the ground had collapsed.

It looked as if the entire ground had been forcibly ripped open.

Cement blocks and dirt fell down with a clatter, and moonlight shone in through the breach.

It dispelled a large portion of the darkness in the cave.

Constantine jumped down from above, his foot landing on the broken concrete, creating a second crater.

Arya landed right behind him.

"Evelyn!!"

Arya's eyes widened when she saw her sister's appearance.

Evelyn was being hugged from behind, trembling all over, tears streaming down her face, her whole body limp and powerless.

"oops."

Luo Yao released Evelyn's shoulder, took two steps back, and spoke with a tone full of disappointment.

"What a pity, we finally built up the atmosphere to this point, and it's all been ruined by someone."

"But don't worry, tonight is still a long night..."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a dark figure appeared in front of her.

Pale golden holy light patterns lit up on Constantine's right arm.

The enhanced fist slammed down towards Luo Yao with a whooshing sound.

"heresy!!"

Luo Yao raised her eyes and pursed her lips.

Her fingers had just moved, but she hadn't lifted them yet.

A silver-white figure was faster than her.

The giant white wolf pounced from the side, knocking Constantine, who was in mid-air, to the ground.

Constantine's back slammed onto the broken concrete, the white wolf pressing down on him, its fangs less than three inches from his throat.

"...Huh?"

The smile on Luo Yao's face vanished instantly.

The white wolf didn't turn around, but just bared its teeth at Arya and Evelyn.

A threatening growl came from his throat.

Then it released Constantine, turned around and rushed back to grab Luo Yao's waist, also hoisting the monster onto its shoulder.

With a powerful push from its massive hind legs, it leaped out through the opening above its head.

The moonlight shone down again.

It fell on Evelyn's face, where the tears were still wet.

She slumped to the ground, staring blankly up at the gash, her lips still trembling.

...

...

Luo Yao was carried on the white wolf's shoulder, the wind blowing her hair into a mess.

"Wait, wait a minute! What are you doing? I... I don't need to run away!"

"You believe it or not, even if all three of them teamed up, they couldn't beat me with a single finger. Put me down, I still have a very exciting show to finish—"

"I don't want you to kill anyone."

The white wolf's voice came from his chest, low and hoarse.

"And these people didn't deserve to die."

Luo Yao was stunned.

She nestled on the white wolf's broad shoulder, listening to the whistling wind beneath her feet and gazing at the city lights in the distance.

She remained silent for a long time, then finally sighed softly and reached out to pat the white wolf's head.

My fingers ran through the layer of grayish-white stiff hair on the back of its neck.

"You..."

She said softly.

"You ruined my performance that I had been preparing for so long."

"Do you know how long I practiced those creepy nursery rhymes?"

"I sang it so many, many times before I finally got the feel for it, and then you just carried me away like that."

The white wolf didn't answer, it just ran even faster.

The buildings rushed past beneath her feet, and the night wind blew into her fur, making Luo Yao's long hair fly backward.

Luo Yao buried her face in the fur on the back of the white wolf's neck and closed her eyes.

She gently patted its neck.

"But it's okay, because I love you so much."

"I will forgive you no matter what you do."

Her lips brushed against its fur, and her voice was so soft it was almost carried away by the wind.

"My knight, thank you for finding me."