"I refuse!"
Jiang Yuan rejected the idea without even thinking about it; for him to personally escort Wei Yue back would be like throwing good money after bad.
"I know you'll refuse, so just kill me!" Wei Yue sat quietly on the bed, showing no attachment to life whatsoever.
She might feel resentful to die at someone else's hands, but she could accept Jiang Yuan. He was the man who caused her illness, and dying at his hands would be a relief.
Jiang Yuan automatically ruled out two ways to solve the problem, as neither would benefit him. If Wei Yue died, the Holy Spirit Clan would definitely fight to the death, resulting in heavy casualties in Ancheng.
"The dagger is poisoned, you're really something!" Jiang Yuan slowly pulled the dagger out of his palm and put it into his storage ring. The wound healed instantly.
The toxicity might be fatal to others, but for him, who possesses the passive ability of the Heavenly Poison Body, it's just a side dish with added spice.
Wei Yue lowered her head, letting her hair completely cover her head, and remained silent.
"Stand up, let me see if you have any more weapons on you!" Jiang Yuan sat down next to Wei Yue. This woman would occasionally pull out some weapons from her body, so he had to be careful.
Wei Yue acted as if she hadn't heard anything, and remained motionless in a stalemate with Jiang Yuan.
"It's good to be mute, anyway, I get annoyed as soon as I hear your voice!"
After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he reached out and searched Wei Yue's body, trying to find any potentially deadly weapons she might be hiding.
Searching someone of the same sex is fine, but it's a bit indecent to search someone of the opposite sex. But Jiang Yuan had no choice. This crazy woman didn't treat him like a human being, and he had to be careful because she was always threatening suicide.
Jiang Yuan searched from the head down to the waist, then to the arms and legs.
"Take off your shoes!" Jiang Yuan ordered. The woman repeatedly pulled out a knife and dagger from her boots; it was unclear whether she was a mobile armory or something.
Wei Yue remained silent, so Jiang Yuan, in a fit of anger, undressed her himself. After checking her several times, he indeed found the weapon: a butterfly knife without a handle, hidden in the heel of her shoe.
"Did you come here because you were already planning to threaten to kill yourself?" Jiang Yuan put away the razor blade with annoyance.
"Coward, is a half-hearted body search still a body search?" Wei Yue said sarcastically.
Jiang Yuan's expression froze. He hadn't searched the whole place, because it wasn't a place a strange man should touch.
"Pretending to be reserved!"
Wei Yue nodded as she spoke, then decisively took off her outer garment and said listlessly, "Come on, how will you know if there are any weapons hidden inside if you don't touch them!"
The first thing Jiang Yuan noticed wasn't Wei Yue's alluring figure, but a knife wound on her chest from which blood was gushing out. The wound had turned black, which was definitely related to the poison on the dagger.
"Lie down, I'll treat you!" Jiang Yuan was also afraid that Wei Yue would die. At least until Ancheng was prepared, Wei Yue's death would be a disaster.
"I don't need your pity!"
Wei Yue turned around, and because of the special location of her chest, the swaying brought her a tearing pain.
"The poison has reached your heart; if you don't want to die, lie down properly!"
After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he took out two pieces of gauze from his storage ring, one of which he covered his eyes with, and the other was handed to Wei Yue.
"Since you know that the poison is attacking the heart, do you think I can still be saved?" Wei Yue smiled foolishly, her expression and demeanor revealing no fear of death.
“If you had met someone else, you would definitely be beyond saving, but you’re lucky to have met me!” Jiang Yuan had already covered the cloth.
"This knife of mine is coated with the Blood Spirit Clan's unique Blood-Dissolving Poison. It was originally prepared for you!" Wei Yue lowered her eyes. She had underestimated Jiang Yuan's abilities. Even the Blood-Dissolving Poison hadn't killed him, otherwise the two of them would have died together.
"The hemolytic poison can only be drawn out with blood. I know just as much about it as you do!"
Jiang Yuan ignored Wei Yue's objections and pushed her down, saying, "What I'm about to do might be a little offensive, please bear with me!"
Jiang Yuan covered Wei Yue's wound with another piece of gauze, and at the same time bit his lip and waited for the blood to spread in his mouth.
Upon witnessing this scene, Wei Yue suddenly understood what Jiang Yuan intended to do. At that moment, she began to resist, struggling and saying, "You...you...don't do this! I can die, but I really can't..."
Before she could finish speaking, she felt a warm sensation seep through the gauze covering her wound and onto her skin.
"Bastard!" Wei Yue gritted her teeth and said those two words, but then her face flushed red.
The feeling was like... well, it's just a feeling I can't quite put my finger on.
A trickle of poisonous blood was peeled from the heart, then merged into Jiang Yuan's blood before he swallowed it. The whole process was delicate and... beautiful.
"Alright, handle the rest yourself!"
She didn't know how much time had passed, but Wei Yue felt that those short ten minutes would take a lifetime to recall. By the time she came to her senses, Jiang Yuan had already gotten up and left the room, without removing the blindfold the entire time, showing Wei Yue ample respect.
However, he did not know that this was a great disrespect in Wei Yue's eyes.
"You irresponsible bastard, if force doesn't work, try a softer approach!"
Wei Yue knew exactly what Jiang Yuan was thinking. He apologized and treated her injuries, all in an attempt to negotiate with her.
However, she actually fell for it, and was completely under his thumb.
She looked down at the wound, which had now returned to its fair skin, her mind filled with the erotic atmosphere of their intimate encounter.
"Hmph, I'll spare you this time!" Wei Yue clutched the gauze stained with their blood tightly in her hand. She hadn't intended to let Jiang Yuan go; she was determined to take him with her even if it meant her death.
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