There is no such thing as fairness in the world; this is something Mo Shisheng has always known.
There is no absolute equality; people are born into different classes, let alone the idea that everyone is equal in modern society.
That's just for kids. For some, the starting point of their birth might be the ending point for others.
Mo Shisheng took a deep breath and felt a little uncomfortable as the blood around her eyes dried on her cheeks.
She tried to raise her hand to wipe it, but she had no strength at all.
If Beixi weren't here, she might consider using her superpower, but since Beixi is here, she'd better not. If she used her superpower now, Beixi would probably kill her on the spot.
Suddenly, Bei Xi raised her hand and lifted Mo Shisheng off the ground. Then, with a sudden burst of strength, Mo Shisheng's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
With a loud bang, his back slammed against the wall before he came to a stop.
Mo Shisheng couldn't help but cough softly. A moment later, her body was hoisted up, and Bei Xi slowly walked to her side.
He held a whip covered in barbs in his hand, the barbs gleaming with a cold light.
Mo Shisheng shifted her gaze from the whip to the side.
This action didn't escape Bei Xi's notice, and she scoffed, "Scared?"
"My trypophobia is acting up."
Mo Shisheng spoke calmly.
"What?"
Trypophobia?
Bei Xi had never heard of this symptom before, nor had she heard that Mo Shisheng had any illness.
"Ha, so what if you're afraid? You're just being stubborn and even fabricating a non-existent illness?"
Beixi spoke dismissively, her hand lightly touching the whip. With just that light touch, the barbs pierced her finger.
Seeing this, Beixi's smile deepened even further.
"Take a close look at the barbs on your whip. Aren't they densely packed and disgusting? Doesn't it make my scalp itch?"
Mo Shisheng was completely helpless against Bei Xi's delusions. Was she really that cowardly? She wasn't afraid of death, so why would she be afraid of such a little pain?
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's words, Bei Xi subconsciously looked at the whip. Sure enough, it was unclear whether Mo Shisheng's words had an effect or if everyone had some kind of trypophobia.
In short, after watching it, Beixi felt a chill run down her spine and felt nauseous for a moment.
However, Bei Xi attributed this feeling to Mo Shisheng's trickery. She immediately raised her hand forcefully, and the whip was swung up. When it hit Mo Shisheng, it made the sound of the barbs sinking into his skin.
When I pulled it out with force, I felt the barbs and flesh coming out with them, and I also felt blood spurting out.
The barbs, gleaming with a cold light, had become thicker with blood on them, and Mo Shisheng naturally noticed this change.
She turned her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the barbs on the whip, her brows furrowing slightly. "So it's a demonic plant from the Demon Realm."
"Drinking blood makes you even more excited, Mo Shisheng. Isn't the gift your aunt prepared for you nice?"
After saying that, Beixi's smile became even more unrestrained, as if he had gained immense satisfaction.
However, that smile seemed particularly eerie, which made Mo Shisheng feel uncomfortable.
Beixi seems to be a yandere.
Mo Shisheng suddenly felt sorry for Bei Chen. Being liked by a yandere is a terrible thing, and Bei Xi's yandere tendencies seem to be quite severe.
Tsk, Bei Chen is in for a rough time.
With a "hiss," came the sound of barbs piercing the skin again, and this time, Mo Shisheng frowned slightly.
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