Chapter 079 | 0079 The scabbed wound coils like a snake (Harold, Shen)



Chapter 079 | 0079 The scabbed wound coils like a snake (Harold, Shen)

"This way, Miss Wu."

The man in the cloak led her forward. Wu Xian walked along the forest path in a daze, the smooth surface of her down jacket making a rustling sound. The man in front of her with the lantern seemed to be from another world.

Why is she here?

“Miss Wu, ...you are allowed to see him again; he wants to see you.”

Owner……

Wu Xian suddenly remembered that she had gone home because Ms. Wu had personally found her, and now she had to go see her master again.

She remained silent, her hands clenched into fists, following the man as he walked. He wasn't her master; he wouldn't stop to say, "Cloud, you're too slow," nor would he pick her up and kiss her.

They arrived at a small hut, where the man said it was where his master was being held, and that he would soon be leaving the country.

Imprisonment—this word signifies the master's status as a prisoner. They had once intimately referred to each other as fugitives, but clearly fugitives are caught and brought back; Wu Xian was to return home, as was the master.

She walked in, the man left, and she was alone in the room.

A huge tinted glass panel spanned the entire room, resembling a visiting barrier in a prison cell, but it was impossible to tell whether the prisoner was Wu Qian or the master.

A pair of red eyes were faintly visible.

“Master…I’m here…” Wu Xian called softly, but of course no one answered. Her master must be very angry because she abandoned him and went home.

Wu Xian sat down on the stool, her head down, seemingly lost in thought. Was her master behind the glass, their eyes meeting?

She said "I'm sorry" again.

Her master, of course, did not reply. But this silence made her uneasy and pained. Her renewed cowardice embarrassed Wu Xian. In her helplessness, she recalled the days when she was trapped in her master's arms.

So she did what she had been wanting to do all day.

Wu Qian pushed off her heavy winter down jacket. As if offering herself as a sacrifice, she took off her shoes and socks. The zipper slid down, revealing her naked and smooth female body. She cried out to her master like a tender lamb, but still received no response.

But a commotion suddenly broke out on the other side of the glass, as if someone was resisting. Wu Qian couldn't hear clearly, but the disturbance was quickly suppressed, and then the master's red eyes reappeared behind the glass.

For some reason, Wu Qian felt that its color seemed much lighter and its light was even colder.

They were both red, but they looked like two different pairs of eyes, but she was too confused to tell them apart.

Wu Qian walked forward, and her reflection in the glass was like a doll on a counter, exquisite and beautiful, but without its owner, the doll had no one to handle it and could only move at will.

She pressed herself tightly against the glass, the cold air spreading through her body.

"I'm sorry, I'm returning it to your master."

Wu Xian is mentally unstable and prone to doing crazy things.

She turned her arm over to show her master her masterpiece.

A red scar meanders along it, it is very long, almost covering the forearm, crawling towards the thenar eminence but not stopping, and even spreading to the other side of the tiger's mouth.

Blue blood vessels passed by, and the wound, like a snake, severed it from the middle. It must have scabbed over repeatedly, and the outline was not smooth. The uneven, red and swollen skin covered it.

Now, due to prolonged walking and lack of care, the scabs have broken open again, oozing out almost dried drops of fresh blood. The pale hand also appears mottled under the fluorescent light.

Wu Xian's fingers were bare, so she used her fingertips to forcefully insert them, prying open the scar.

She heard more chaos, and she knew what the consequences would be of exposing a bloody arm in vampire territory, but she did it anyway.

"I'm sorry, Master."

"The puppy wants to go home."

"So, I'm returning it to you. Can you forgive me, Master?"

He opened her tightly clenched hand, revealing a sharp blade inside.

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