Yuwen Sheng's pupils flashed with the turbulent abyss of evil, and with each step he took it felt like he was stepping on her throbbing nerves, pressing closer and closer to Zheng Quchi.
Holy crap!
Zheng Quchi was hallucinating.
She seemed to see his aura, like demonic silk, lashing out and overwhelming her.
The warning lights in her mind were flashing wildly, almost exploding.
Right off the bat, they gave her a complete survival version of the Great Demon King.
What heinous thing did she do?!
You have to understand that from her previous life to her transmigration, she was always an ordinary commoner, and she never had the chance to develop the strong mental fortitude of a female special agent assassin.
Facing the overwhelming, tyrannical aura of the Great Demon King, she was instantly enveloped by an indescribable, soul-piercing sense of dread. She realized that when faced with fear, she was just like the extras in supernatural novels.
My mind is screaming for me to run, but my body just won't move.
Tonic-clonic paralysis.
This natural emergency mechanism of the body is uncontrollable; you can't just move it whenever you want.
The fact that she didn't immediately kneel down and beg for forgiveness with tears streaming down her face was the last vestige of her unyielding pride...
Wang Zebang helped Wei Yao, who was vomiting blood, to his feet. Seeing that the general's condition was not good, he sternly said to Zheng Quchi, "If you don't want to die, why don't you speak up now?"
Zheng Quchi's mind was a beat slow to react. He said... what did he say?
She instinctively blurted out, "You, you calm down. Did I say something wrong earlier, or did you misunderstand something? Everything can be discussed. Can you calm down first... At worst, I will never ask anyone about Liu Fengmian again. I swear."
Zheng Quchi was overwhelmed by his pungent aura, feeling like a weak and helpless mouse. She had witnessed how he had cleaved a living assassin in two with a single sword strike.
She didn't want to die such a tragic death.
Even though she thought he was sick, neurotic, or abnormal, she didn't dare to confront him at that moment and could only back down.
Tell me, why?
Yuwen Sheng's voice was soft and gentle, like a wisp of silk, slowly reaching into Zheng Quchi's delicate eardrums. What a tingling sensation it was!
Especially... he even reached out his hand, and Zheng Quchi thought he was trying to strangle him.
She froze, her hand furtively reaching for the small carving knife at her waist...
Undeniably, even with gloves on, his hands were still remarkably long and slender, with clearly defined bones, much like those of an artist skilled at snapping necks…
He traced the line along her neck, which was damp with sweat, his fingertips brushing against her soft side and defined collarbone, but he didn't stop, continuing his journey downwards...
Wait a minute!
What is he going to do?
Kill her or touch her?
Why is the movement getting lower and lower?
grass!
Zheng Quchi was drenched in sweat.
She finally couldn't hold back any longer and was about to attack the place where she was saving fabric for the country!
Zheng Quchi suddenly closed his eyes and shouted as if he were going to do anything: "I'll talk! I'll talk! I'm asking about Liu Fengmian because Liu Fengmian is my brother-in-law!"
Brother-in-law, brother ......
These two words echoed endlessly in everyone's ears. Those who didn't understand just looked at her with confusion, while those who knew who "Liu Fengmian" was were utterly astonished.
Wang Zebang applied force with his hand, causing Wei Yao to immediately scream in pain.
His face showed extreme shock.
Of course, after Wei Yao finished feeling the pain, she looked at Zheng Quchi as if she had seen a ghost.
Does she even know what she's saying?!
She said "Liu Fengmian" was her brother-in-law, which means that their general is her brother-in-law? Are you kidding me?
Yuwen Sheng paused for a moment.
He and Zheng Quchi locked eyes, and the terrifying figure stretched out as a shadow over her, filling the entire Casting Bureau with boundless fear.
She swallowed hard.
After a long silence, he seemed to laugh, a strange and trembling laugh: "What are you saying? Say it again?"
His hand was still on her in that dangerous position, and Zheng Quchi was terrified, afraid that if he made any big movement, he would cross the line.
So, she hunched over, mustered her courage, and with her little hands trembling as if she had Parkinson's, she pulled out his hand.
His hand didn't insist on staying inside to "winter," and was easily pulled out... but Zheng Quchi's feelings at this moment were somewhat complicated.
Was he trying to confirm something with that gesture?
Did he suspect something about her?
She instinctively wanted to cover her chest, but then felt that the action was too obvious; a man should be open and honest.
She straightened her chest, pulled open her sweaty clothes, and looked every bit the man.
All she could hope for now was that "Liu Fengmian" could speak to Yuwen Sheng, otherwise she might really be going to die here today.
Although... she really couldn't understand why Yuwen Sheng reacted so strongly when he found out she was inquiring about Liu Fengmian.
He even made the same movement that had left her uncertain earlier.
She took a deep breath: "My younger sister's name is Zheng Quchi. She married Liu Fengmian this year while participating in the wedding procession. I only found out about this later because I didn't know much about Liu Fengmian, so I asked other people about him..."
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Sheng suddenly flung his hand away. Zheng Quchi, who had been holding his hand loosely, lost his balance and fell onto him.
Of course, that's how it appears on the surface.
In fact, she did it on purpose.
She even deliberately rubbed against him.
Immediately, Yuwen Sheng felt something hard poking his thigh...
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