Genius Beast Tamer

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Seeing the surprise and anger at being exposed in Xuan Minxu's eyes, Han Wuxie coldly smiled and said, "You don't need to hide anything from me. If you hadn't gone to the Immortal Realm to kill him, perhaps I wouldn't think the worst of you. But you've already revealed that you're not a good person, so no matter what you do, I'll think the worst. In my eyes, you're already a villain, not the kind person you pretend to be."

Hyun Min-wook's lips curled into a cruel smile. So, in this woman's eyes, he was already a villain. No matter how much he pretended, he was just a hypocritical joke in her eyes. Since that was the case, why bother pretending anymore!

He suddenly moved closer, wrapping his arms around Han Wuxie's waist. His large hand gently stroked her back, the action laced with ambiguity and danger. His lips brushed against Han Wuxie's ear, his voice as intoxicating and seductive as aged wine: "Whether you like it or not, if he sees us in the same bed, how do you think he'll react?"

Han Wuxie froze, her gaze instantly turning icy cold. Her pupils, sharp as blades, stared directly at the danger in Xuan Minxu's eyes. Her voice was devoid of any warmth, coldly and ruthlessly saying, "If you dare touch me, I won't wait for him to appear; I will tear you to pieces!"

"You think you can take me on?" Hyun Min-wook sneered.

His gaze was dangerously and greedily fixed on Han Wuxie's lips. If this woman wasn't the one Xuan Minfeng liked, he would definitely get his hands on her!

He suddenly leaned down and bit down hard on Han Wuxie's lips. Before he could even taste the deliciousness, there was a loud slap, and a childish little figure suddenly appeared, leaving a small handprint on Xuan Minxu's face.

Han Wuxie raised a cold smile. She had already noticed Mo'er's arrival, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to provoke him so brazenly.

Xuan Ziming waved his small hand casually in the air a few times, and Xuan Minxu's divine sense, which was locked onto Han Wuxie, was blocked. A light golden barrier appeared around Han Wuxie, and even if Xuan Minxu used his divine sense again, he could not lock onto Han Wuxie.

Xuan Ziming's arrival seemed to turn the whole situation upside down. Han Wuxie, who was originally helpless, became the victor, looking at Xuan Minxu with cold eyes.

Hyun Min-wook stared in disbelief at the fair-skinned little child in front of him. The child was only about five years old, yet he could easily repel his divine sense and set up such a complex barrier array in an instant. How much understanding of the power of laws was required to do such a thing?

"Who are you?" Hyun Min-wook's face darkened slightly, revealing neither his joy nor anger.

Xuan Zimo didn't even glance at Xuan Minxu. He gave Han Wuxie a mischievous smile, and when he saw the red finger mark on Han Wuxie's chin, he knew he was late and his mother had been bullied. He lowered his head and said guiltily, "Mother, I'm late. When you called out to the Root of God, I woke up immediately, but it took me a long time to find this place."

Han Wuxie smiled gently. If this child hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable. He was grateful to him, so how could he blame him?

"Mo'er, how did you find me?" Han Wuxie asked, slightly puzzled, as this place should be quite remote.

Xuan Zimo pursed his lips, somewhat sullenly, and said, "I have a close connection with the Root of God. I can sense where the Root of God is, but this place is too remote. I've been searching for a long time."

Han Wuxie nodded knowingly. Mo'er was a being within the Root of Gods, not exactly a being of this world, but an existence transcending this world. That's why she could ignore the divine consciousness of the God King of this world and so easily repel Xuan Minxu's divine consciousness. Mo'er claimed to be the head of the gods in the Root of Gods world, so she naturally mastered the laws and power of the Root of Gods world. Although the world she was in now was not within the Root of Gods, the laws were largely the same. She had not changed the laws of the Root of Gods world, so it was naturally similar to the world she was in now. That's why Mo'er was able to set up a complex array barrier so quickly.

Having figured all this out, she coldly shot her gaze at Hyun Min-wook. At this moment, Hyun Min-wook's expression was unpredictable, making him hard to fathom. But the more unpredictable it was, the more Han Wuxie knew that he was afraid.

Han Wuxie's eyes shimmered with a captivating light, and a graceful smile curved his lips as he spoke in a gentle, clear voice, "If I remember correctly, your name should be Xuan Minxu, right?"

Xuan Minxu glared at Han Wuxie with a chilling gaze. At the same time, Xuan Zimo slapped him hard on the forehead, his little face flushed with anger. "You bad person! What are you doing bringing my mother to this godforsaken place? And you've left such an ugly handprint on my mother's beautiful chin! I'll beat you, you bastard!" He cursed the bastard in an extremely soft and cute childish voice, while simultaneously banging on a bronze drum. He sat on Xuan Minxu's neck and slapped his head hard. Strangely, Xuan Minxu didn't move and let him hit and scold him.

Han Wuxie was slightly puzzled. No matter what, Xuan Minxu was a God King. How could he tolerate a child hitting him on the head?

Noticing Han Wuxie looking at him strangely, Xuan Zimo explained with a grin, "Mother, I've controlled the power of the laws surrounding him! Simply put, I've paused him! He can't move, so I can hit him however I want! Haha!"

As he spoke, Xuan Ziming punched Xuan Minxu's head hard again, but after a short while, his face fell slightly, and he said with some annoyance, "The laws of this world are a little different from those of the Root of God world. I can't control it for long. Oh well, he got off easy!"

When Xuan Zimo returned to Han Wuxie's side, time around Xuan Minxu started flowing again. Xuan Minxu felt a headache and was completely unaware that his head had been hit several times.

Hyun Min-wook subconsciously reached up and touched his head, his gaze sweeping coldly over Han Wuxie's upturned lips. He felt like something had just happened, but nothing had actually happened, so why did his head hurt so much?

Xuan Zimo, still a child at heart, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Hyun Min-wook's brows furrowed even more, and he conjured a sphere of water vapor in mid-air, reflecting his face. His gaze suddenly dropped, revealing a small handprint on his forehead and his disheveled hair.

What's going on? When was I attacked?

The more he thought about it, the less he understood. Hyun Min-wook's body temperature gradually dropped, and he glared fiercely at the uninvited guest who had suddenly appeared.

Xuan Ziming trembled and instinctively hid behind Han Wuxie, weakly saying, "Mother, this bad man's eyes are really scary!"

Han Wuxie couldn't help but find it amusing. When he was beating Xuan Minxu just now, why wasn't he scared? After all, he was beating a God King!

Hyun Min-wook asked coldly, "He called you 'mother'?"

Han Wuxie sneered, "What? Is the God King's hearing that bad?"

"Heh." Hyun Min-wook sneered, "You're such an unfathomable woman." He seemed to be sighing.

Han Wuxie met his eyes without fear, and said indifferently, "I don't need you to see through me, there's no need."

Hyun Min-wook's gaze was icy as he scanned Hyun Zi-mo's face again and again, finally sneering, "He looks a lot like my brother."

"Your brother? How dare you call him that? You clearly hate Xuan Minfeng in your heart, but you still respectfully call him brother. Xuan Minxu, you really make me feel sorry for you." Han Wuxie mercilessly attacked him. This man was very strong-willed, but he just couldn't beat Xuan Minfeng. Such a person should hate being pitied and sympathized with the most. The more people said he was pitiful, the more they trampled on his heart and the more pain he would feel.

As expected, Hyun Min-wook's eyes showed pain.

Xuan Ziming was incredibly clever and clearly noticed Xuan Minxu's subtle change. He stuck out his tongue and mischievously laughed, "How pitiful, how pitiful!"

He seemed to be innocently repeating his mother's words, but only Han Wuxie knew his true purpose. This little kid was no pushover; he really knew how to seize an opportunity to kick someone when they were down!

Xuan Minxu's expression grew increasingly grim. He stood up, staring at Han Wuxie and Xuan Zimo, and sneered, "It's clear that a soul can't leave behind offspring, but too many strange things have happened to him. He should have died long ago to preserve a wisp of your soul, yet he's still alive and well. That doesn't rule out the possibility that this child is his! Now I have his woman and his child in my hands. Even without resorting to those tricks, threatening him directly with you will guarantee my victory!"

Han Wuxie glanced at him indifferently and sneered, "Someone who doesn't even know how he ended up disheveled is threatening me in front of me?" Han Wuxie's smile gradually turned sinister, and he raised an eyebrow, saying strangely, "Haven't you figured out who the prisoner is yet?"

Xuan Minfeng glared angrily, wanting to unleash his divine kingly pressure and summon a blood dragon to whip its tail at Han Wuxie, but the blood dragon's tail froze in mid-air, and everything instantly stopped.

Xuan Ziming said with a mischievous smile, "Although I can't last too long each time, I can keep using this power to make him stop a few more times!"

Han Wuxie patted Xuan Zimo's head and said with a smile, "What do you think about us putting him in the ring world?"

Xuan Ziming's big eyes darted around, and he chuckled mischievously, "The world within the ring is all under Mother's control. Even a God-King, once he enters that world, can only be at Mother's mercy!"

Han Wuxie smiled with narrowed eyes, her gaze dangerously fixed on the motionless, forbidden Xuan Minxu. She took out a ring from her collar, and with a thought, Xuan Minxu and the Blood Dragon vanished instantly.

"Mo'er, you should go back quickly. If he sees you but then refuses to see you, he'll be worried."

"What about Mother? Isn't she going back with Mo'er?" Xuan Zimo reluctantly gripped Han Wuxie's sleeve.

Han Wuxie smiled gently and said, "You go back first and tell him I'm safe and sound. I'll be back in a little while."

Xuan Ziming nodded sullenly and then left the house.

Han Wuxie's soul left his body and entered the ring world. At this moment, Xuan Minxu was looking around this world with a puzzled expression.

"It's you?" Upon seeing Han Wuxie, Xuan Minxu was slightly excited, as if he had found a lifeline, and asked in a low voice, "Where is this place?"

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "I told you long ago, you're the one who'll be taken prisoner, not me!"

"Where is this place?!" Hyun Min-wook tried to use his divine power, but found that he couldn't gather any divine power at all. In this place, he felt like an ant, unable to do anything.

"Heh." Han Wuxie chuckled coldly, "Don't be hasty. Where this place is doesn't matter. What matters is that here you are nothing but an ant, your fate controlled by me. You can't use your divine power, while I can use ten times my magical power here. You've been imprisoned here and become my prisoner!"

Xuan Minxu was stunned. The blood dragon beside him looked at its master with extreme fear. Xuan Minxu's face grew increasingly pale. He never imagined that he would fall into the hands of a mere woman with the cultivation of a Heavenly God. This humiliation was more cruel than losing to Xuan Minfeng a hundred times.

"Can't take a blow so quickly?" Han Wuxie smiled, then suddenly raised his hand, turning the air into sharp blades. Snowflakes fell from the sky, each one like a sharp sword, landing on Xuan Minxu and drawing blood instantly.

"You pathetic fellow, when he was in the Immortal Realm, he was just a divine soul, and you couldn't kill him. Now that he has returned to the God Realm, you have tried every means to scheme against him, but you have failed time and time again. If I'm not mistaken, you arranged for the two women with the surname Tian to be chosen as consorts this time, didn't you?" Han Wuxie's gaze was sharp and cold. She had long suspected the strange appearance of the two women with the surname Tian. They were clearly not sisters, and there was even jealousy between them. It was obvious that they had been arranged to have the surname Tian.

Xuan Minxu's gaze darted away. He had never felt so insignificant. Even though he had been overshadowed by Xuan Minfeng's brilliance, he was still the eldest son of the Xuan family. Compared to the weaklings of the God Realm, he was still strong. Even if he didn't have a divine root, his talent was still a Xuan-grade divine root that could not be underestimated. But now, he felt a sense of loss and dejection he had never experienced before. He felt like a mortal with no strength to even kill a chicken, so humble in front of a woman.

Han Wuxie looked at him mockingly, and after a long while, she slowly said with a playful tone, "Tit for tat. You didn't kill me just now, and you won't kill me now either. This world will make you wish you were dead!" Her eyes instantly turned bloodthirsty and sharp, like a terrifying hellish demon, cold and ruthless, chilling to the bone: "Even if his soul is in the Immortal Realm, you still won't let it go. Today, I'll let you taste the feeling of facing fear. If he hadn't had poison pills to protect himself, and if you hadn't been afraid of those poisons, you would have definitely destroyed his soul."

Hyun Min-wook paused, then said in a low voice, "Is it to avenge him?" He sneered, "He doesn't remember anything from when he was a spirit. If you kill me, to him, you will have killed his kind younger brother, his enemy."

"Really?" Han Wuxie shrugged, "But I just said I wouldn't kill you. Remember your plan? You wanted me to follow you, but I refused. You wanted me to disappear and drive him crazy. If you just vanished into thin air like this, wouldn't he look for you? I don't think he'd go crazy looking for a younger brother, would he?"

Hyun Min-wook remained silent, sitting cross-legged, and said coldly, "This place is nice, very quiet, I like it very much."

Han Wuxie couldn't help but admire him. She had arranged for Xuan Minxu to be in another spatial world of the Han family within the ring world. This ring world was magical; if she wanted to cut open a world, it would only take a thought. The place where Xuan Minxu was now was desolate, even bleak. She had arranged it to resemble the decay of autumn, with withered flowers and dead trees, a stark contrast to the divine realm. However, she hadn't expected that Xuan Minxu, in order not to be outdone, would actually go against his conscience and say that this place was nice.

Han Wuxie sneered, "Since you think it's good, then stay here." She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said coldly, "I should find you a companion." As soon as she finished speaking, Shui Tianfan, who was talking to Shui Zhongyue, suddenly disappeared and reappeared in this desolate place.

"My lord?" Shui Tianfan was puzzled. He turned to look at Han Wuxie's cold gaze, trembling slightly, and whispered, "So... you knew all along—"

Han Wuxie sneered, "If you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place. You're not Shui Tianfan at all. Who are you really? Stop pretending, okay?"

Shui Tianfan smiled bitterly and looked at Xuan Minxu, but Xuan Minxu closed his eyes and chose to ignore him.

Shui Tianfan dispelled his illusory form and transformed into a blood dragon.

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes slightly. No wonder he couldn't figure out who he was. He always thought he was a god, but he never thought he was a divine beast.

The blood dragon beside Xuan Minxu was still a young dragon and could not yet take human form. Han Wuxie was puzzled at the time as to why the God King would contract such a divine beast. Now he understood that he had contracted the leader of the blood dragons. He was quite shrewd. By contracting a blood dragon, he could exchange it for all the blood dragons to respect him.

"It's it!" came a roar.

As the smoke dissipated, a furious face appeared on the moon reflected in the water, while the wind beneath the water stood dumbfounded and at a loss.

Shui Zhongyue still clearly remembers that the one who wiped out the entire Shui family was a red shadow. At that time, the red shadow was too fast, and he could not see what it was. Now he finally understands that it was a blood dragon. His older brother was probably already dead. His father must have discovered this before he died, which is why he entrusted him to take care of his younger brother. He glared at Shui Tianfan, who was no longer his older brother at that time.

Han Wuxie glanced at Shui Zhongyue and Shui Xiafeng and said in a deep voice, "I only exposed all of this because Tianci values ​​talent and appreciates your skill in weapon crafting. As for this blood dragon, whether you want to kill it or let it go is up to you."

In this world, let alone the Blood Dragon, even Xuan Minxu, the God King, is useless if Han Wuxie doesn't want him to use his divine power. Therefore, she is not worried at all that Shui Zhongyue cannot deal with the Blood Dragon. As long as she is willing, she can make Shui Zhongyue use ten times the magic power that he cannot use normally.

A large golden sword appeared in Shui Zhongyue's hand, with golden light occasionally rippled across its surface, demonstrating its immense power.

His smile was cruel, as if he had been deceived for a long time and finally realized it was a hoax. His family had died long ago, yet he had recognized the thief as his brother. This fact filled this self-proclaimed shrewd man with immense shame. The only way to stop this shame from spreading was to cut off the Blood Dragon's bones, forge them into a divine artifact, and let its soul exist eternally within the artifact, becoming a lonely soul that could never be reincarnated.

Blood Dragon involuntarily retreated, while Xuan Minxu kept his eyes closed the entire time, as if nothing concerned him.

"My lord," the blood dragon cried out pleadingly.

Hyun Min-wook remained silent.

As a contracted beast, Blood Dragon naturally understood Hyun Min-wook's true character. The young Blood Dragon fearfully came behind him. Blood Dragon smiled bitterly. At the time, because of his kind appearance, he thought he would be a good master, so he led the Blood Dragon Clan to join him. His strength was indeed surprising, but it also gradually exposed his true nature. How could he, who was cold-hearted and cruel, save him? At this moment, he was probably in trouble himself. Choosing to ignore him was better than killing him himself and getting others to forgive him.

Blood Dragon resigned himself to his fate and stepped forward. At this moment, he transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged man, which was his true form.

The young blood dragon shrank and coiled around his waist. He tenderly stroked the young dragon's scales, pleading in his voice, "I was just following orders. I never intended to kill anyone. Everything I did was for the dragon race. I know your anger will not be quelled, and you will not forgive me except by killing me. But please, spare the innocent dragons. They are led by me, and they obey my every command. They did not want to harm anyone. It is all my fault. I should not have trusted humans and should not have become a contracted beast."

Han Wuxie's eyes were slightly sad. The relationship between beasts and humans will never be so simple. Even if humans have no intention of using them, beasts will rely on them too much, like Xiaobai and the others, going too far. But if humans have ill intentions, the beasts will be very pitiful.

Shui Zhongyue's thoughts were completely consumed by rage. He ignored what the Blood Dragon said and mercilessly chopped off the Blood Dragon's head with a single stroke. Blood gushed from the headless neck, forming a fountain of blood. The young Blood Dragon coiled around the middle-aged Blood Dragon's waist let out a mournful cry. Shui Zhongyue seemed to hate this red race to the core. He swung his sword without mercy, but only heard a crisp boom as the sword broke in two. He came to his senses and looked at Han Wuxie in confusion.

Han Wuxie shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Every wrong has its source and every debt its debtor. You only hate the Blood Dragon King. Let the young Blood Dragon go."

Shui Zhongyue frowned deeply, her eyes filled with bloodlust and cruelty. "Back then, the Blood Dragon King was fully capable of killing my brother and me, but he didn't, which led to his fate of dying by my blade today. If I let the young dragon go, he will become the Dragon King and lead the Blood Dragon to hunt me down. Wouldn't this feud never end? Even mortals understand the principle of eliminating the root of the problem."

Looking into Shui Zhongyue's dark, bloodthirsty eyes, Han Wuxie sensed that the man had changed somewhat. He wondered whether exposing the Blood Dragon King's identity would be good or bad for him. If he became cruel and always thought that others would harm him, who would he trust in the future? Wouldn't that be exhausting?

Just as Han Wuxie frowned, Shuixiafeng suddenly stepped in front of the young dragon. No matter what happened, Han Wuxie noticed that Shuixiafeng's eyes were always so clear. It was as if no matter who hurt him, he wouldn't be blinded by hatred. Instead, he would ask, "Why did you hurt me? Did you have a reason?" Such people often seem foolish, but their foolishness makes one feel that the world still has a sliver of warmth because of their existence.

"Brother Feng, get out of the way!" Shui Zhongyue frowned deeply, not wanting to hurt her only relative.

Underwater, Feng stood in front of the baby dragon, refusing to leave. He raised his head and said fiercely, "Brother, you can't hurt it! I won't let you hurt it!"

"If I don't kill it now, it will come to kill me in the future. Do you want to see me die?" Shui Zhongyue coldly rebuked, "The Blood Dragon King I'm killing now is like my future self, and the young dragon is like your future self. When this young dragon grows up, it will become like me now, leading its dragon clan to kill me. Once I'm dead, how could it let you go? By protecting it now, you're saving the enemy who will kill your brother in the future. Do you really want to watch me die? If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring. The Blood Dragon King's failure to kill you and me back then was his mistake. Do you want me to make the same mistake as him?"

The underwater wind trembled slightly. He had never seen his brother reprimand him like this before, yet he showed no sign of backing down, still standing in front of the young dragon. His eyes seemed to fear the moon reflected in the water, flickering with evasion, but he still boldly said, "When will this cycle of revenge end? Brother, let it go. I'll talk to it properly. Perhaps it won't blame you for killing the Blood Dragon King, and it won't seek revenge. Our enmity with the Blood Dragon King ended the moment he died!"

Shui Zhongyue's eyes flickered slightly, but she still shook her head and said, "No, the Blood Dragon King destroyed my Shui family, how can I let the Blood Dragon Clan go? I will also destroy the Blood Dragon Clan!"

"Brother!" Shuixia Feng suddenly shouted angrily, "If that's the case, then brother becomes a ruthless killer, and I don't want to acknowledge you as my brother!"

Shui Zhongyue looked slightly shocked, staring incredulously at Shui Xiafeng. This timid and naive younger brother, who had always been submissive and had never spoken so loudly before, was now speaking up for his enemy! Was he wrong?

Han Wuxie sighed, but noticed that the young dragon wrapped around the Blood Dragon King's waist was trembling slightly, its eyes sad but also hopeful as it looked at the underwater wind that was blocking its way and protecting it.

Could it be that...?

Just as Han Wuxie's thoughts drifted to this possibility, a flash of red light appeared, and the young blood dragon suddenly stepped forward and bit Shuixiafeng's finger. Shui Zhongyue rushed forward anxiously, wanting to save Shuixiafeng, but Han Wuxie stopped him and said in a low voice, "Look carefully, it is not harming Shuixiafeng, but recognizing its master."

"Recognize as master?" Shui Zhongyue was stunned. This sudden change was something he never expected. He had killed the Blood Dragon King, and as his younger brother, Shui Xiafeng should have been hated by this young dragon. Why would he willingly and proactively recognize as master?

Looking at Shuixia Feng's puzzled gaze, Han Wuxie smiled faintly and said, "They are not human, and they don't have such complicated thoughts of revenge. The death of the Blood Dragon King may have saddened them, but they may have long since stopped wanting to harm humans along with the Blood Dragon King. Perhaps it is a kind of liberation. The dragon race is one of the four precious divine beasts, and they are kind by nature. Seeing Shuixia Feng protecting them so much, they will naturally be moved. There is nothing wrong with them recognizing him as their master. They will not hate Shuixia Feng just because he is your brother."

The moon reflected in the water had a complex look in her eyes, a mixture of sighs and melancholy, and she remained silent for a long time.

Only after the contract between Underwater Wind and the young Blood Dragon was successfully formed did Water Moon sigh and say, "Perhaps, I was too obsessed with revenge. Maybe this way, things will be better."

Han Wuxie smiled slightly and said, "Now that it's over, you can go back!" After saying that, she flicked her sleeve, and Shui Zhongyue, Shui Xiafeng, and the young blood dragon were all sent out of this desolate world.

Han Wuxie turned his gaze to Xuan Minxu beside the Blood Dragon King's corpse. At this moment, Xuan Minxu had his eyes closed, as silent as a dead body.

"Did you think playing dead would bring peace?" Han Wuxie smiled slightly, a bright smile, but his gaze was extremely cruel.

Hyun Min-wook said calmly, "Didn't you treat me the same way before?"

Thinking back to before, when Xuan Zimo hadn't appeared, he had chosen to ignore this person. Now, however, Xuan Zimo had timely taken revenge, proving himself to be a man of quick reaping what he sowed.

Han Wuxie sneered, "You can stay here and smell the blood of the Blood Dragon King."

She transformed into a wisp of smoke, leaving the world of the ring and returning to her body. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xuan Minfeng's handsome yet worried face.

"You're awake?" Hyun Min-pung's gaze was gentle, tender as water.

Han Wuxie frowned slightly. She didn't believe he was worried about her because he thought she was missing and unconscious.

Noticing the suspicion in Han Wuxie's eyes, Xuan Minfeng also realized that he was acting strangely. He hadn't expected to come back to this room to look for her, nor that she would be here. When he saw her unconscious, he regretted it for a moment, regretting that he had made her give up and thought that she had taken some kind of drug and ended her life. He was very worried, but he didn't expect her to suddenly wake up again, as if nothing had happened.

Hyun Min-poong's lips twitched slightly. Could she just be asleep? He had thought she had committed suicide by overdose. Was he overthinking things? But why did he always find himself overthinking things when he was around her?

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, suddenly feeling an urge to tease him, perhaps because the worried look in his eyes had warmed his heart.

"Are you worried about me?" Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow and smiled wickedly.

His wicked gaze held a thousand charms, and the curve of his lips was alluring. In just one glance, under the dim light, an ambiguous atmosphere arose, and he was lost in that wicked yet domineering gaze and smile.

Because he wanted to save her, he got so close to observe her breathing, but he didn't expect her to suddenly wake up. Her gaze was like an electric current, powerfully shaking his soul. Looking at her so closely, he discovered that her skin was as delicate as a newborn baby's, and her childlike beauty had a natural allure, while her wicked gaze had a deadly allure. Innocent yet extremely wicked, what kind of woman was she?

Lost in this hazy atmosphere, the candlelight in the room was filled with ambiguity. In the dim light, she was so charming. Two faces seemed to overlap in her mind: the beautiful and innocent her and the innocent yet wicked person in front of her. Why did they feel like they were the same person?

"Does not answer mean you agree?" Her pleasant voice rang out again, carrying a hint of intoxication and seduction.

Xuan Minfeng snapped back to reality and subconsciously took a few steps back to keep his distance from her. He was a little scared, afraid that if he got any closer to this woman, he would waver.

Why did I waver? How could my love for her waver? How could I waver because of this woman I've only met a few times?

No, I absolutely must not get any closer to this 'dangerous' woman! I absolutely must not lose myself; it must be because I've been lonely for too long!

He suddenly turned and left, which made Han Wuxie feel somewhat depressed. For some reason, he felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped, as if even he himself felt a cold chill. Was this a warning not to get close to him, a chill that kept people at a distance?

Thinking he would storm out, he suddenly turned around, gave himself a cold look, and said in a low voice, "You ran away before you finished your night watch. That's very irresponsible."

Han Wuxie was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but want to laugh. He clearly wanted him to go back with him, but he spoke in such a harsh voice and accusatory tone.

Han Wuxie didn't hesitate. She stood up, dusted off her clothes, and caught up with him. Just as she reached his side, he strode out the door without stopping. Han Wuxie jogged after him, inwardly smiling bitterly. This man, even with a physical body, is still so decisive. In the past, it was one thing for his soul form to move at the speed of the wind, but now it's still the same.

After finally getting back to Xuan Minfeng's room, Han Wuxie stood outside and heard him say indifferently, "Mo'er is inside, crying for her mother. She probably had a nightmare. Come in and take a look."

Han Wuxie was puzzled and went into the room. Xuan Zimo was sleeping soundly. She looked up at Xuan Minfeng in confusion. Xuan Minfeng pursed his lips slightly but did not explain. He pointed to the chair and said, "Sit."

Could it be that he deliberately used Mo'er as an excuse to trick me into coming in? If he wanted to come in and talk, he could have just said so. Why did he have to use Mo'er as an excuse? Was he just shy, or was he just too complicated and hard to understand?

Han Wuxie sat down and quietly looked at him.

"Where did you just go?" His tone was somewhat accusatory.

Han Wuxie frowned slightly, looking slightly annoyed, and said calmly, "I was taken hostage." She was just telling the truth.

Xuan Minfeng was serving tea, waiting for her reply, but when he heard those three words, his hand trembled slightly, as if he had already guessed who it was, and he said in a low voice: "The only person who could take you away at that speed before I went out to check could be the God King."

Han Wuxie looked at him with slight surprise. Did he also suspect Xuan Minxu?

But wasn't Hyun Min-wook the image of a well-behaved younger brother in his eyes?

Or did he never trust anyone in the divine realm?

Recalling his hatred for his parents and his stepmother, Han Wuxie couldn't help but be certain that he didn't trust anyone in the God Realm at all!

Or perhaps, from the moment he was born, he never trusted anyone around him! It seems that the only person he could trust was the woman on that deserted island who accompanied him and gave him warmth!

Looking into Han Wuxie's eyes, which seemed to see right through people, Xuan Minfeng couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking and what secrets she had seen through.

While wondering about this, I couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

Han Wuxie gazed into his curious eyes, a beautiful smile curving her lips. This time, her smile wasn't seductive, but sweet, so sweet that he couldn't look away. He stared at her smile in a daze, as if he had instantly returned to the island, watching her play the piano and smile at him, so sweet, so pure.

"Do you really want to know?" Han Wuxie's voice was somewhat charming, and her sweet smile was pure and beautiful.

Xuan Minfeng nodded involuntarily, but then awkwardly turned his head away, avoiding looking at her face, as if he was running away from something, not wanting to associate Han Wuxie with her.

Han Wuxie gazed at his turned profile, a slight sense of disappointment creeping into her heart. She said softly, "I'm wondering, besides her, have you never truly trusted anyone?"

Hyun Min-pung's brows furrowed involuntarily.

Han Wuxie's voice didn't stop, but slowly continued: "If one day I meet her, and she tries to frame me, she only needs to whisper something in your ear, and you will believe whatever she says. I'm afraid the next day, I will be dead without a burial place."

Xuan Minfeng turned his head, suddenly glaring angrily at Han Wuxie, his eyes burning with rage, and said with disgust, "You're not allowed to slander her! She's definitely not that kind of person!"

Han Wuxie curled his lips. Anyway, he and his past life would never meet, never be in the same world. It was just a metaphor. He didn't expect him to be so excited. It seems that the answer is obvious. No matter what his past life said, even if it was a lie, he would be easily swayed.

"If you ever say such things again, I will kill you. I won't even need her to whisper anything in my ear; I will kill you directly!" His voice gradually turned cold and stern, and his pupils were so large that they could almost shoot out flames to burn Han Wuxie to ashes.

Han Wuxie sighed softly, then changed the subject, his voice cold and indifferent: "If you continue to live in your memories, you'll probably never find her."

"Crack!" The teacup in Xuan Minfeng's hand shattered instantly.

Han Wuxie knew that he had been provoked. If it weren't for the teacup in his hand, it would probably be his neck bones that were shattered now, just like before. He had once tried to kill him and grabbed his neck. If Xuan Zimo hadn't appeared, he would probably be dead by his hand long ago.

She couldn't help but think with a wicked twist of the truth: if he killed her and then discovered that he was the reincarnation of her from a past life, would he regret it so much that he wanted to die?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

Xuan Minfeng frowned. He had crushed the teacup to scare Han Wuxie and make her stop talking nonsense. But he didn't expect that this woman, who always exceeded his expectations, would once again surprise him by inexplicably laughing like a fool.

Seeing her silly grin, Hyun Min-pung was stunned. Was this her true smile?

So adorable, so unguarded, so unpretentious, so pure, so beautiful...

It even made my heart flutter!

He reached out and touched his chest. How long had it been since his heart had beaten like this?

Han Wuxie pursed her lips, realizing that her smile had been a bit abrupt. She looked at him awkwardly, only to see his strange expression, as if a blush was spreading across his face.

What's going on? It's one thing for a soul to blush easily, but why is this cold-shelled creature blushing for no reason?

Han Wuxie was completely bewildered, and bluntly asked, "Your Majesty, has your face been burned?"

Xuan Minfeng felt incredibly embarrassed and glared fiercely at Han Wuxie. He cursed inwardly: "This clueless woman!"

Han Wuxie scratched his head, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He raised an eyebrow and teased, "Don't tell me it's because I'm too handsome that the King is blushing, right? The appearances of us gods are all illusions, changing from day to day. A dignified God-King, you wouldn't be so easily fooled as to blush over a mere illusion, would you?"