Lin Zhenzhen remained silent for a while.

How do you want me to beg you?

"Aren't you used to hanging out with men?"

Yan Feichen lowered his head. Despite his arrogant and indifferent expression, Lin Zhenzhen could still detect a hint of nervousness in his flickering eyes.

"Pleasure me the way you please other men."

Lin Zhenzhen stared at him, her brows furrowing slightly.

"I say, are you misunderstanding something?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Feichen's expression immediately underwent a subtle change, and the light in his eyes seemed to brighten.

Perhaps he was also hoping that he would deny such accusations?

Lin Zhenzhen's lips curled up slightly, and her eyes followed suit, her thick eyelashes draped over her lower eyelids, making her look incredibly well-behaved.

Yan Feichen's heart throbbed slightly; he knew that smile all too well.

She has liked to look at me with that smile for a long time.

At that time, she was still her master. She liked to ask him to prepare all kinds of food, and she also liked to call him "little friend". She also liked to stand on tiptoe and ruffle his hair into a mess.

She always had this magic, easily pulling him back to the past, making him sink deeper and deeper into it.

Yan Feichen hated this, but at the same time, he felt a little fortunate that he could remember the past so clearly.

"I never try to please men. Because it's always the men who come to me and try to please me."

Yan Feichen's expression darkened slightly, and his temples could be faintly seen throbbing.

Lin Zhenzhen's smile widened, making her look like a wild rosebud about to bloom in the wilderness—alluring yet dangerous.

"But the way you're saying this makes me think that you still have some other feelings for me."

Yan Feichen's heart skipped a beat, but he forced himself to remain calm and said, "Are you crazy?"

Lin Zhenzhen's expression immediately changed, all her tenderness vanished: "That's good, otherwise I would find it troublesome."

Her extremely cold-blooded behavior directly cut off all of Yan Feichen's escape routes.

But since things have come to this point, he no longer cares whether his actions can be explained by common sense.

When he goes crazy, no one can stop him.

Yan Feichen's left hand pressed directly against Lin Zhenzhen's neck, like a scorching hot iron block, almost burning her skin.

His arm wrapped around her slender waist, and with an irresistible force, he carried her directly into the endless thick fog.

Although she couldn't see clearly, Lin Zhenzhen could vaguely sense something frantically fleeing in the thick fog.

It seems they are all wary of the great demon king beside them.

Only she dared to cross Yan Feichen's bottom line, repeatedly testing the limits of his rage.

His movements were cold and hard, and his strong muscles made Lin Zhenzhen almost unable to breathe.

She couldn't help but tilt her head, her ear pressed against his chest, where she could hear his faint, rapid heartbeat, like the leaping drumbeats of a lion dance, making her eardrums itch.

Lin Zhenzhen's entire weight was almost entirely on Yan Feichen's body, but this did not slow him down in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, the scene around her had completely changed.

This is a bustling market.

Various colored lights hung throughout the streets and alleys, and the wide roads were crowded with bustling crowds.

However, they come in all shapes and sizes; some are missing arms and legs, some have three heads and six arms, some have terrifying faces, and some are stunningly beautiful.

This is the Ghost Market, a place where demons, ghosts, and monsters gather at the same time.

Lin Zhenzhen couldn't help but look around curiously, but she quickly realized what was happening.

If I just leave like this, won't Yan Rui be unable to find me when she gets back?

Yan Feichen, who was standing next to him, suddenly sneered, and then a golden piece of paper appeared in his hand.

Lin Zhenzhen felt that the paper looked somewhat familiar. After thinking carefully, she realized that it was the talisman she used to shield her aura.

"The person who brought you here is incredibly stupid."

Yan Feichen's tone was extremely irritating: "Did you think you could fool everyone with such petty tricks?"

Lin Zhenzhen found it somewhat amusing.

Since Yan Feichen was able to appear by her side the moment she was in danger.

This means he was constantly monitoring her movements, so how could he not know who brought her here?

Or is it precisely because he saw it was Yan Rui that he's deliberately being sarcastic here?

"What a primary school kid..."

Yan Feichen frowned: "What did you say? Hmm."

Although I don't understand what it means, I have a feeling it's not a good thing.

Lin Zhenzhen raised her eyes and looked at him seriously: "Then teach me, what is the way a smart person does?"

Even a three-year-old knows the saying, "It's good to rest in the shade of a big tree."

Seeing Lin Zhenzhen's puzzled expression, as if she hadn't understood what he meant.

Yan Feichen paused, then spoke more bluntly: "You see, even if I tear these scraps of paper off now, no one will notice anything unusual about you."

"Oh." Lin Zhenzhen feigned sudden realization. "I understand now. As long as I stand with you, I'm absolutely safe, right?"

Yan Feichen raised his chin. Although he didn't admit it directly, Lin Zhenzhen could tell from his bright eyes that this was what he meant.

She smiled, then stood on tiptoe and pressed herself close to Yan Feichen's body.

His breathing also faltered.

Lin Zhenzhen gently climbed onto his shoulder, then slowly moved upwards, snatching the yellow talisman from his hand.

"A good suggestion, but unfortunately it's not feasible."

“We are not conjoined twins, we can’t stay together forever, so it’s better to rely on ourselves than on others.”

Lin Zhenzhen lowered her head and stuck the talisman back onto her body.

Yan Feichen's face twisted slightly.

But he quickly composed himself and returned to his initial expression, which was indifferent yet tinged with mockery.

"That's true, I'm no longer your disciple. Whether you live or die has long been none of my business."

Lin Zhenzhen nodded: "So you only remembered something this important now?"

Although he knew that to her he was nothing more than a dispensable seasoning, a clown who could be manipulated at will, a replacement that could be discarded at any time.

But when he actually saw the indifferent expression on this person's face, Yan Feichen still felt it was unfair.

Why should he still be trapped in that brief lie from ten years ago, unable to escape his pain? She can now be so carefree and unrestrained, completely forgetting the past.

This person should clearly have sunk into ruin with me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lin Zhenzhen chuckled. "Did I hit the nail on the head? Do you really have other feelings for me?"

Yan Feichen's eyes darkened completely, as if they were the deepest black holes.

Just staring at her like that made Lin Zhenzhen feel suffocated, as if someone was choking her.

"The only thing I think about you right now is disgust."