A wisp of wind with teeth marks
What can I do to you?
Yan Huanyue gently smoothed his sleeves, then took out a red ribbon, covered his eyes, and placed a magic spell on the ribbon.
"Back then, the sect leader personally killed Wei Zhao, but you claimed that Senior Wei Yan had taken you in. Now, everything is still unresolved. I will return your purity after I have consulted with Senior Wei. For now, I will take you somewhere to wait for a while. Sit quietly and don't move around. Will you behave?"
With his vision deprived, Pei Xuanzhi's other senses became heightened.
Yan Huanyue placed a talisman on each of his wrists and ankles, then took out the cracked copper coin, wrapped it in talisman paper and incantation, and put it inside his outer garment.
Pei Xuanzhi's lips were devoid of color, yet there was a striking bloody wound that inexplicably exuded a hint of ambiguity.
Her hands were very proper, hardly ever touching his skin, yet an unusual blush rose beneath his pale skin.
Yan Huanyue looked at his obedient appearance and sighed softly. She took some medicine and applied it to the wound on his lip. "You probably still don't understand how frightening it was that you suddenly ran here."
Pei Xuanzhi remained silent for a long time before suddenly saying in a low voice, "My appearance here could mean either that I am a heretical cultivator hiding my identity within a sect, or that I am a sickly person who is unaware of my own mortality and will likely die at the hands of a heretical cultivator. You cannot accept either of these possibilities."
Yan Huanyue chuckled and said, "So what if they can't accept it? They should be killed or treated as they should be, and they will still be dealt with according to the proper procedures. I won't be lenient."
Pei Xuanzhi's lips curled into a slight smile. "If I were truly a wicked cultivator with ulterior motives, you would indeed kill me."
He pictured in his mind how his frail, unwanted life would end in her hands, and a deep sense of destiny made his Adam's apple bob.
This was the most tempting way to die that he could think of.
She came against her will, and she left as she pleased.
The self-destructive desire within her bones and blood transformed into countless ghostly ropes of mist that entangled her hands, wishing she could completely control her.
Yan Huanyue looked at the golden soul mist surging into her hand, then threw out another spell to press down on his chest. The golden mist that crawled out from behind him was forcibly driven back by her and temporarily suppressed.
Pei Xuanzhi said with a smile, "Similarly, if I were a useless piece of trash who didn't know what was good for him, you would also think about how to get me out of here safely. So... you are afraid of losing me, and you are still afraid right now."
The soul mist within his divine soul trembled at this, and the tremor instantly vanished his self-destructive urges, filling him with boundless longing for this world.
This longing intensified, further enriching his soul. The soul mist grew uncontrollably and joyfully, and he felt his soul was perfectly complete at this moment.
Yan Huanyue remained calm, neither refuting him nor showing any embarrassment at having her secret thoughts exposed.
She simply took his pulse and said quite casually, "You've been shaken by the two instances of oppression, and your internal injuries are quite severe. Don't you know how to recuperate and rest?"
As he spoke, he sat cross-legged at the end of the couch, took out two spirit stones, and then released his innate spiritual energy to nurture them with the energy of the spirit stones.
Pei Xuanzhi felt the gentle nourishing power, and his soul was greatly refreshed.
He lay lazily on the small couch and said, "You fell down and ran around everywhere. The copper coin is broken and your spirit is not attached, so I can't tell where you are. I can't even find you, let alone have time to recover. But anyway, your husband is alive and well. If I really can't find you, at most you will become a widow. What do I care when I close my eyes?"
Yan Huanyue formed hand seals and circulated her spiritual energy. Upon hearing this, she wished she could kick him twice immediately and couldn't help but sneer:
"I will not be a widow. If you continue to be so indifferent to your life, when I close my eyes one day, I will find several women who look like you to remember you, and have several children named Nianxuan, Sixuan or something like that. I will bring my husband and children to visit you during holidays. You should be able to understand the depth of my love, right?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Xuanzhi snorted coldly and remained silent for a long time with a gloomy face.
When she sensed that she was gradually withdrawing her spiritual power, she said softly, "Sister is quite good at planning a comfortable life for herself. Then I won't have to worry about how you will live your life before I die."
Yan Huanyue dispersed her fingertips, crawled to his side, bit her index finger, and used a hand seal to place the blood between his eyebrows.
She pressed her index finger lightly against his brow, then gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up, what about your virtuous and magnanimous ways?"
Pei Xuanzhi was lying upright and properly, but after being pushed, his head tilted to the side.
A red ribbon covered his eyes, and a red bloodstain between his brows set off his porcelain-white cheeks. He couldn't help but smile slightly, which made him appear even more radiant and dazzling at that moment.
Seeing that he was not worried at all about the consequences of falling into her hands, nor was he worried that his position or background would actually provoke her to kill him.
Yan Huanyue frowned as she looked at his unusually relaxed and carefree appearance. She reached out to smooth his slightly disheveled sideburns, then jumped over him and off the small couch.
Pei Xuanzhi lay on the small couch behind her. Seeing her leave, he immediately asked in a sharp voice, "You just said those sweet words to disturb people's hearts. You wouldn't be thinking of leaving me here, would you? Abandoning one's husband is a serious crime."
This was a fabricated charge; Yan Huanyue had no idea what kind of gentle and persuasive words she had just uttered that disturbed people's hearts.
Besides, I've never heard of anyone being sentenced for abandoning their husband, so why would they be so desperate as to fabricate some crime against her?
She touched the black box in her sleeve. "You wish! Things aren't clear yet. I won't let you get away so easily."
Pei Xuanzhi said, "Then you should stay here with me for a few days. The Yun family should have reached the Nine Heavens Palace by now. Don't go looking for the Yun family on your own."
After pondering for a moment, Yan Huanyue walked alone to the stone wall, drew a talisman, and entered the deep stone palace.
She took the black box out of her sleeve and went inside. Fu Yinhuan, who was chained to the wall, heard the footsteps and looked in the direction of the sound.
Yan Huanyue plucked a wisp of flame that floated in the air, then made a hand seal to remove the bloodstains from the area.
Fu Yinhuan was so weak that she seemed to have only a thin layer of skin left. He watched as she took out a small incense burner and began to steam the surroundings.
She had been quiet for a long time and hadn't bothered him. But today, she came in and started tidying up. Fu Yinhuan, being exceptionally clever, immediately understood what was going on.
"You're not going to hide your good husband again, are you? Ha, he's as fragile as paper. A gust of wind and he'll be badly injured."
Yan Huanyue's expression was calm. She held an incense burner in one hand and waved the smoke towards the wall covered with talismans with the other. "You smell too much of blood on you."
Fu Yinhuan was already very weak, and upon hearing this, she couldn't help but sneer, "You tortured me like that, yet you wouldn't let me die, and now you complain that I have too much blood in my veins, as if I might offend your husband. Why don't you just let me out?"
Yan Huanyue said, "That's exactly what I was thinking too."
Fu Yinhuan's expression turned serious. Of course, he didn't think that Yan Huanyue had suddenly become merciful.
Yan Huanyue walked up to him and looked down at him.
Her long hair was not tied up. She held an incense burner in one hand and grasped two thick iron chains in the other. She suddenly pulled the chains off the wall, dragged Fu Yinhuan, whose collarbone was pierced, and turned to leave the black box.
"Huanyue..."
Yan Huanyue suddenly flung the two iron chains she was holding, throwing him directly into the pond carved out of the rock. She then used magic to press him to the bottom of the water and forcefully pushed the iron chains into the rocky bank.
She carried the incense burner back to the small stone chamber with one hand, and with the other arm she lifted Pei Xuanzhi and placed him in the black box.
Pei Xuanzhi felt a wave of fragrance wash over him, so intense that it almost suffocated him.
Yan Huanyue placed the incense burner beside him, helped him sit upright against the corner of the wall, and said in a low voice, "This is a small secret place. You stay here. I'm going to go out the way I came from."
Pei Xuanzhi frowned and said, "If you don't want to stay here, I'll send you out."
Yan Huanyue said, "Whether you are friend or foe is still unknown, and who knows where you will send me."
He turned and left the black box, went over the mountain wall, picked up the iron chain by the pool and dragged Fu Yinhuan out. Fu Yinhuan had already drowned and fainted.
Yan Huanyue removed the iron chains from his body and put them into her treasure pouch. She then jumped into the pond, placed Fu Yinhuan under her feet, closed her eyes, and felt the subtle ripples of the twenty-one waterways.
After a long while, she opened her eyes in the water, pulled Fu Yin along, and swam around the pond a few times before diving into a waterway.
The winding waterway seemed endless. She floated on the surface for an unknown amount of time before hearing footsteps in the distance.
She floated silently over, using Fu Yinhuan as a cushion. The space on the ground should be quite vast, and since it was located inside the mountain, the sounds from above were exceptionally clear when they reached the waterway.
"Second Young Master, the Nine Heavens Palace is just ahead. The Patriarch is already waiting here."
Yan Huanyue floated on the water's surface, like an invisible shadow beneath the surface, drifting along with the sound of footsteps until she was about to reach a fork in the waterway.
A young man said, "You all wait here to meditate. Distribute the pills and spirit stones first, and I will go to pay my respects to my father."
It sounds like the voice of Yun Ruoliang's second brother, whom I just met.
Then came a series of very chaotic footsteps, and she could hardly recognize the Second Young Master's footsteps.
After the footsteps outside subsided, she closed her eyes, made a few hand seals, and sensed the subtle fluctuations coming from both sides of the fork in the road. She then drifted in along the left-hand side.
The dark waterway twisted and turned, making several sharp bends, before she could finally hear some sounds from afar.
"I didn't mean to... otherwise... people would suspect me..."
It turned another corner in the damp darkness, seemingly drifting further away, and I could hear nothing anymore.
She continued drifting along the bend, and after a few more turns, the sound gradually became clearer.
"Stop arguing."
The voice sounded young, yet carried an indescribable air of authority; it must be Yun Xuanchen.
Yan Huanyue raised her hand and pressed it against the stone wall beside the waterway, listening quietly.
Then another person said, "Second brother, I misunderstood you."
"Brother, you flatter me. It was indeed my oversight."
The eldest young master said, "They are just a few sect disciples. When the Cleansing Dust Formation is activated, they will all be dead souls under the formation."
The eldest son paused for a moment, then continued, "But now we're blocking them at the southern edge of the chasm without fighting them. Father, won't this alert them? Pei Hanzhou and his men will arrive soon after receiving the news."
Yun Xuanchen said calmly, "Are you scared?"
The eldest son immediately replied, "With Father here, I have nothing to fear."
Yun Xuanchen said, "Second Brother, what do you think?"
After pondering for a long time, the second young master replied, "A tiger won't hunt a single mosquito or fly, nor is it worth laying out a large net for that."
After that, there was silence above for a long time, until Yan Huanyue thought she had been discovered, when Yun Xuanchen said in a casual tone, "Did you bring the jade token?"
The second young master replied respectfully, "Yes, I brought it."
Yun Xuanchen was reluctant to speak and didn't say anything for a long time. His two sons were probably also afraid of him, as they didn't speak either.
Yan Huanyue lingered there for a long time until the two young masters left.
Yun Xuanchen stayed alone in the Nine Heavens Palace, neither pacing back and forth anxiously nor sighing deeply.
Yan Huanyue only heard the sound of cups clinking together every now and then, which must have been someone drinking tea.
He was so calm.
Yan Huanyue waited for almost another day, but heard no more sounds. She then pasted a talisman on the stone wall of the waterway and continued to drift forward.
She drifted for about two or three hours when the waterway suddenly narrowed. Just as she was about to lower her body and completely submerge herself in the water, she suddenly sensed two bright lights swimming from not far ahead.
Suddenly, the water surged, and a gaping maw opened, like a giant snake.
After the gaping maw opened, it filled the narrow waterway, and the water inside the waterway poured into the maw, creating a silent vortex that exuded a powerful aura.
All of this, within the confined space, was incredibly suffocating.
Yan Huanyue clung tightly to the stone wall to avoid being swept into the whirlpool. In the midst of the crisis, she pushed Fu Yinhuan out, and the whirlpool in the waterway gradually subsided.
She turned around and swam back as fast as she could, swimming a little further before turning back to look.
Fearing that the monster might belong to the Yun family and that following her might reveal her whereabouts, she took advantage of the moment it swallowed Fu Yinhuan, gripped her natal sword in one hand, braced her feet against the stone wall to avoid the talismans at the bottom of the waterway, and with one hand on the stone wall, pounced directly on the monster.
The monster had just eaten one person and was now quite full. Unable to turn back, it saw her silently swooping down like a nimble spider. Instinctively, it opened its mouth wide, and a whirlpool swirled on the water's surface.
Yan Huanyue was now on guard. She rushed over and stabbed the creature diagonally through its upper jaw. While it was in pain, she used both hands to force its mouth open and pin it against the stone walls above and below the waterway.
He quickly bent down and kicked the hilt of his natal sword. The sword, strained, slashed diagonally down, cutting a long, bloody gash in the monster and landing diagonally at its seven-inch mark.
The monster struggled and thrashed desperately, and Yan Huanyue was almost drenched in gushing blood. Countless times, its oppressive force nearly crushed her into her stomach.
After an unknown amount of time, it gradually lost its strength.
Yan Huanyue used her magic to completely pin its upper jaw to the upper stone wall of the waterway and its lower jaw to the lower stone wall.
He leaped into its mouth, drew his horizontal sword, and threw the longsword he usually used for sword-fighting into its belly, as if it were the sword Fu Yinhuan used to struggle and fight back before being swallowed by the giant snake.
Then he turned and swam out of the snake's mouth, releasing the spell, and the snake's head floated up completely.
Yan Huanyue floated on the blood, and could vaguely see two bulges on its head that seemed to be about to pop out.
She wiped the snake blood off her face, clung to the stone walls on either side, and nimbly crawled back.
The weather was unpredictable, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, and I felt drowsy the whole way.
When she returned to the small stone chamber, she felt burning hot all over. After climbing out of the pond, she took off her clothes and lay on the cold stone floor, turning over and over.
After an unknown period of time, the bone-chilling cold gradually seeped into her bones and blood, causing her consciousness to gradually weaken.
Cold-repelling pearl...
Pei Xuanzhi sat quietly in the corner of the black box with his head down. In a moment, a cold and chilling body fell into his arms and groped his face and body, making him shiver.
"What’s wrong with you?"
A hand slipped inside his shirt and rubbed against him. He heard her say, teeth chattering, "So cold, the Cold-Repelling Pearl..."
"It's right here in your hand."
Yan Huanyue clutched the beads hanging around his neck in despair; the meager warmth they provided could not dispel the chill that gripped her.
With her last ounce of consciousness, she shakily rolled off his arms and curled up to the side.
The red ribbon that was originally tied above his eyes gradually fell off because she had been groping his face.
Pei Xuanzhi only saw a body curled up beside him, covered in frost and gleaming with white light, even the black hair behind him was covered in frost and snow.
She was trembling, but in a moment, she became completely still, as if she had frozen in place.
He felt a chill run through his body in an instant, his mind was in turmoil, and the golden mist within his soul relentlessly assaulted the magic spells on his body.
But after a short while, the frost on her body began to melt, and in the blink of an eye, her originally snow-white skin gradually became covered with a pinkish hue.
She awoke, her cheeks flushed, and rolled around on the floor, only muttering, "It's so hot..."
Pei Xuanzhi called out, "Huanyue, come here and help me tear off the talisman on my hand."
In a short while, Yan Huanyue was so hot that she looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, and was drenched in sweat.
Unable to hear him speak, she turned and rolled out of the black box, eagerly climbing into the pool of water.
She sank into the pool, feeling incredibly comfortable.
After a long while, she felt lightheaded, as if she were about to drift away.
She regained consciousness very suddenly; she abruptly opened her eyes and found herself still in the water, with no one beside her...
No.
The snake carcass had somehow drifted down the waterway into the pool. It was a huge snake with its belly turned up, and four protruding fleshy growths could be vaguely seen under its abdomen.
Yan Huanyue leaped out of the pool, cast a cleansing spell, found the treasure pouch on the stone bank, took out her clothes and put them on. She sat cross-legged on the ground and circulated her spiritual energy. Surprisingly, she felt no signs of poisoning or injury in her body. On the contrary, her spiritual energy circulated even more powerfully.
She was temporarily relieved, but because she was worried about Pei Xuanzhi, she didn't linger. She released her fingertip magic and took out the small black box to enter it.
As soon as she entered, Pei Xuanzhi's lips were bloody, and his usually cold and indifferent eyes instantly turned red. He couldn't help but ask in a sharp voice, "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Huanyue said, "It's nothing, we just encountered a strange snake."
Pei Xuanzhi looked up and scrutinized her, trying to make sure she wasn't injured.
Although he saw that she moved freely and looked full of vitality, he was still full of worry. "That python? I didn't see any injuries on your body just now. Why are you sometimes hot and sometimes cold?"
Yan Huanyue lifted her skirt and squatted down beside him, taking his pulse in her hand.
He had clearly suffered internal injuries again, which must have been due to his attempt to break through the restrictive spells earlier.
She fed him a pill and then used the back of her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
But the more she wiped away the tears, the more they flowed.
As the cool tears wiped down the back of her hand, Yan Huanyue realized that he was actually quite prone to crying. He would burst into tears whenever he was sad, sick, or excited.
He seems perfectly fine when he's injured or sick, but whenever she's by his side, he inevitably sheds tears.
Just like before, the moment she came in, his expression changed, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Yan Huanyue doesn't really know how to handle seeing others cry. Fortunately, when he's sad, he just cries quietly, sometimes without even saying a word, and doesn't make any excessive demands like he does at other times.
She subconsciously patted his shoulder to comfort him, saying, "It's nothing, just some snake blood. The snake had a growth on its head, so I don't know if it was old. The blood might have been poisonous, but the poison should have dissipated. I just checked inside and it's fine."
Seeing that the hairband had fallen off, and there shouldn't be any flaws that he would notice, Yan Huanyue simply took it off and used it to wipe the blood from his lips. "Do you know that strange snake?"
Pei Xuanzhi simply said, "Give me your wrist."
To prevent him from worrying unnecessarily, Yan Huanyue took his hand and placed it on her wrist.
Her pulse was strong, showing no signs of injury or poisoning, which put Pei Xuanzhi at ease. He then asked, "Where is that python?"
Yan Huanyue looked into his eyes, a moment of guilt creeping in. "You weren't one of your childhood friends, were you?"
Pei Xuanzhi shook his head, his tone indifferent, "That's a python. There were originally two pythons here... I don't know how many years they've been wandering around. Perhaps they were brought in when this underground palace was first built. They eat people, demons, and monsters. Many of the corpses that couldn't be found during the Battle of the Heavenly Barrier back then probably rolled into the waterways and ended up in their bellies."
"Oh, what about the other one?"
Pei Xuanzhi blinked and looked at her intently, not answering her question, but simply asking softly, "You killed it?"
Yan Huanyue nodded, "I was covered in blood, which is why I looked like that before. I'm all better now."
Pei Xuanzhi pressed his thin lips together, his reddened eyes fixed on her, "You entered the waterway and didn't come out."
Yan Huanyue asked, "How is it?"
Pei Xuanzhi lowered his eyes and said calmly, "What can I do?"
Seeing that his long eyelashes were still wet, Yan Huanyue said gently, "Yun Xuanchen is indeed in the Nine Heavens Palace you mentioned. However, their target seems to be the sect leaders, elders, and demon lords who stayed in the Demon Palace to handle the aftermath."
Pei Xuanzhi coughed for a while and then said, "It wasn't them, it was just him."
Yan Huanyue said softly, "That's true. Those evil cultivators think they're taking advantage of the sect war to get ahead. If you're involved with them, you'll just be a stepping stone. Isn't that unfair?"
Pei Xuanzhi raised his eyes and smiled, "Why do you always categorize me as a subordinate of the Yun family? Why don't you think of me in a better light?"
Yan Huanyue said, "Why don't you show up in a normal place and do something normal? And is that snake still there?"
Pei Xuanzhi looked away. "If you had listened to me and hadn't gone to the waterway to find the Yun family, it wouldn't have come after you."
Yan Huanyue frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Suddenly, it dawned on him, "You killed the other python?"
Pei Xuanzhi said slowly, "Actually, I don't have any enemies, except for this python that lost its companion."
All the enemies are dead, so naturally they are gone.
"You're covered in my scent, a scent that can't be washed off even after ten years in water. These old creatures that live in the shadows have the keenest sense of smell. It was already half-dead, yet it dared to come looking for you..."
After arriving at the Tianyan Sect, he made a special effort to clean up the evil cultivators he hadn't had time to investigate, but unexpectedly missed that python.
He still dragged her down once, which made him feel guilty.
"I'm sorry... When I was young, I was all alone and couldn't catch up with it, giving it the opportunity to seek revenge on you."
Yan Huanyue couldn't quite describe her feelings, but she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine and secretly withdrew her hand from wiping the blood from his lips.
After a moment, she gently patted his shoulder, looked at him tenderly, and said softly, "Alright, if we keep talking, you dug this underground palace all by yourself. The sick child who was chased and fell off the chasm was able to rise up and kill the python. The difference before and after is so great, and he became so powerful. Do you think this is appropriate?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Xuanzhi silently looked at her, and gradually, he couldn't help but smile brightly, his eyebrows curving slightly. "Unbelievable, isn't it?"
Yan Huanyue said, "What are you so smug about?"
Pei Xuanzhi's eyes shimmered like stars. Suppressing a laugh, he said casually, "I'm not proud of anything."
Yan Huanyue took his cloak from her treasure pouch and spread it on the ground. She fed him some food and water, then held him and laid him inside the cloak. She covered him with another cloak and instructed him:
"You should rest for a while. I will go out soon to meet up with the people in the sect. If Senior Wei returns with the sect leader in the next few days, your innocence will naturally be proven."
Pei Xuanzhi lay on the ground, looking at the hem of her skirt, and slowly said, "I don't know where you're going, but I have something hidden in my chest that can help you win in danger. I want to give it to you, so let me go first."
Yan Huanyue said without turning her head, "Dream on."
Pei Xuanzhi called out, "Sister, you may come and get it. If I lie to you, may my soul be scattered to the winds..."
Yan Huanyue quickly covered his mouth, afraid he would lick her palm again, and pulled her hand back, scolding, "What nonsense are you talking about now?"
Pei Xuanzhi's eyes welled up with tears. He coughed a few times under some pretext, his voice faint, "This is my deepest secret. Don't you want to know?"
Yan Huanyue looked at him suspiciously, then reached out and lifted the cloak, tearing open his collar.
Apart from some old teeth marks, there was nothing on her fair skin.
Pei Xuanzhi coaxed calmly, "Use the Inverted Star Seal and then the Spirit Recitation Method. However, there are a few complicated modifications, which I will teach you."
Yan Huanyue hesitated for a moment, then, seeing the expectation in his eyes, she cast a protective barrier around herself. She reached out a hand, her warm fingertips tracing a line on his throbbing heartbeat...
Yan Huanyue gradually realized that what he was describing was not the Inverted Star Seal or the Spirit Recitation Method. Although he used some of the frameworks of these two, it was entirely a method he had created himself.
He said that just now only to put her at ease.
As she made the last stroke, she felt as if a gust of wind had swept across her wrist.
She removed the barrier, and a wisp of wind ruffled her hair.
She raised her hand, and the wind flew into her sleeve, hiding there with a slight coolness.
She asked in confusion, "What is this?"
Pei Xuanzhi felt waves of intense pain rising in his chest, like an ever-surging tide.
But seeing her curious expression, his heart softened completely, and he couldn't help but chuckle and reply, "It's a wisp of wind, like a soul mist; it will protect you."
Yan Huanyue thought of the golden mist that would still haunt people even after the connection was broken, so she didn't say anything more.
She straightened his clothes, carefully covered him with the cloak, fed him a pill, and then turned and left the small black box.
Pei Xuanzhi's gaze followed her until she disappeared. Although his face gradually paled, he felt very satisfied.
Until his gaze fell on the pearl earring in the corner of the wall not far away.
On the pearl, a hollow little golden butterfly was wearing. There were several clear teeth marks on the butterfly, which had been bitten to pieces and looked pitiful.
He remembered the earring; it was exquisite and delicate, not too heavy to wear. He had chosen it as a gift for her. One of them had mysteriously disappeared in Chang'an, while the other was still kept in his treasure pouch.
Would she inexplicably take off her earring, bite it a few times, and throw it here?
Oh......
Did she have someone else with her while she was spending every day with him in Chang'an?
He slowly closed his eyes, thinking to himself, "Perhaps she just wanted to see if the golden butterfly was real gold? She might have secretly taken a bite and was afraid of being discovered."
"Don't overthink it... It must be a misunderstanding..."
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