Just as the people on the field were looking around, unable to hide their curiosity, Xiao Wujie's cold and indifferent gaze suddenly swept across the entire field.
The curious onlookers met his gaze and instantly felt a chill run down their spines, immediately lowering their heads sensually.
Turning his gaze away, Xiao Wujie couldn't help but glance at Lin Qingyi. Although her expression was calm, her trembling eyelashes and the clenched slender hands revealed that her heart was probably not as calm as it appeared.
He sighed inwardly and didn't make any further moves.
After dealing with those assassins, he planned to drape his coat over Lin Qingyi's shoulders.
Seeing that he looked unwell and worried that he might catch a cold, she refused without much hesitation.
For a woman as conservative and self-disciplined as her, exposing these suspicious signs to the public eye was somewhat cruel.
Although Xiao Wujie always respected other people's wishes, deep down he sincerely hoped that Lin Qingyi could muster the courage to face these traces and get out of the shadows of the past as soon as possible.
At least in his view, true chastity should not be defined by the noisy gaze of the outside world, but should originate from the flawless tranquility and resilience deep within the heart.
Lin Qingyi is a goddess of pure and flawless beauty, and should not be bound by external grime.
Unfortunately, the forgetting reagent is not yet fully developed; otherwise, given its powerful effects, it should be able to help Lin Qingyi remove these disgusting traces.
"How is that possible?"
Vito Rosso was incredulous when he first saw Lin Qingyi's face.
So much time has passed; Shen Yuan should have taken Lin Qingyi far away from this place long ago.
In the short time Xiao Wujie was gone, even if he could fly, he shouldn't have been able to catch up with Shen Yuan so quickly.
Besides, anyone could see that Xiao Wujie had expended a great deal of energy to deal with the army of Dead Servants. With Shen Yuan's abilities, how could he not be able to handle him in this state?
In this situation, the only possibility is that Xiao Wujie was able to return unharmed with Lin Qingyi—
He was tricked by Shen Yuan, that treacherous and unpredictable guy had never taken him seriously and even had ulterior motives.
A palpable rage instantly swept through every corner of his body, and he couldn't help but cast his extremely gloomy gaze around, trying to find traces of Shen Yuan.
This almost naive idea was destined to fail. If Shen Yuan were to hide with his abilities, he would definitely not be able to catch his trace.
Seeing Vito Rosso's strange behavior, Xiao Wujie's eyes narrowed instantly.
On his way here, he had already learned from Lin Qingyi that there might be a strange and terrifying S-class assassin in this castle.
Unfortunately, after a series of attacks, he was now exhausted and unable to use his mental energy to search for the assassin's whereabouts on a large scale.
Lin Qingyi's mention of his strange and unpredictable behavior made him even more suspicious. What was this person's purpose?
A howling, cold wind swept through the hall, and he could clearly feel that he had very little strength left. Standing there, his legs were already feeling weak.
He coughed lightly with a slight frown, and subconsciously looked for Chu Liyue's figure. But before he could react, his feet were lifted off the ground and he was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace.
Chu Liyue held Xiao Wujie in her arms, a hint of heartache showing in her cold eyes as she looked at him. She lowered her head and gently kissed his forehead twice.
"Sweetie, take a nap if you're tired, I'll hold you."
"I'll take you back soon."
Hearing her low, gentle voice, Xiao Wujie felt a slight pang of tenderness in his heart. His sister was so kind.
He wrapped his long arms around Chu Liyue's neck, gave a soft hum, and then whispered a few words in her ear that only the two of them could hear.
Upon hearing this, Chu Liyue's gaze changed slightly. Her sharp eyes swept across the surroundings without leaving a trace, and in the end, she simply hugged Xiao Wujie tighter in her arms. Her low, cold voice carried a soothing magic.
"Rest well, I'll take care of everything."
Xiao Wujie rested his head lightly on Chu Liyue's shoulder, his pale lips lingeringly brushing against her neck a few times. Then, he lowered his eyes and said nothing more.
His gloomy gaze swept around, but he found no trace of Shen Yuan. Vito Rosso's eyes suddenly flashed with a violent rage.
His bloodshot eyes stared intently at Lin Qingyi, his voice filled with extreme suppression and chilling coldness.
"You bitch, come to my side."
Her slender fingers unconsciously clenched, and Lin Qingyi couldn't help but look at him with her slightly trembling but icy gaze.
He said nothing, but the determination in his eyes said it all.
Vito Rosso's already gloomy face instantly turned even colder, his pale finger pointing in Xiao Wujie's direction as he spoke with a ferocious grin:
"What a slut! Look at what this pretty boy is doing! He's being all lovey-dovey with his woman in public. Does he ever even glance at you?"
"And you are all I see and think about. In order to make you remember me, I risked exposing my identity and tattooed my face on your heart."
"Tell me, where am I inferior to this pretty boy? Why are you so shameless, ignoring me and choosing to follow this shameless pretty boy around?"
Her slender knuckles turned white from clenching her fists. Finally, Lin Qingyi could no longer bear it and interrupted angrily, "Shut up!"
His cold gaze, filled with piercing hatred, fell upon the hysterical Vito Rosso, his voice laced with boundless resentment and bitterness.
“Vito Rosso, from the very first day we met, you’ve been relentlessly pursuing me.”
"I never agreed to have anything to do with you. From beginning to end, you were the one indulging in your own self-righteous fantasy."
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