novelzi Chapter 41 Unexpected Battle
Chapter 41 Unexpected Battle
Wen Ran's eyes met Fang Jinyao's, and in that instant, he saw everything written on her face—panic, confusion, the raw hurt tearing at her heart. But to him, her emotions meant nothing. The only thing that bothered him was the strange stirring deep within, a foreign resistance clawing at his consciousness. It was faint, yet persistent. The lingering will of this body's former owner, struggling against him when it came to this woman.
"Move. I have no time for you," Wen Ran said, his voice sharp as a blade, cutting through her like a sword to the soul. "If you think this is unjust, remember what these people owe me. Remember what I suffered."
His words sliced through her like a thousand wounds, and she had no defense. She knew what he had endured. She had seen it with her own eyes. If not for that fateful encounter—the moment she saw the kindness hidden beneath his cold exterior—she might have treated him like everyone else.
"Why are you doing this?" Her voice trembled, her eyes swimming with unshed tears. "This isn't you. You know that yourself."
Wen Ran chuckled—a low, mocking laugh. "Why?" His crimson eyes gleamed with amusement. "Because I want to. What will you do? Will you try to stop me?"
He walked past her, his shoulder grazing hers as he moved forward, unbothered, unshaken. Fang Jinyao stood frozen, her body unwilling to move, her tears blinding her. Her heart waged its own war, torn apart by the unbearable conflict within her.
Wen Ran turned back, lips curling into a cruel grin. "I thought so..." His words struck her like a whip. "You're weak. Even that night, you could have killed both intruders, yet you hesitated. You are strong, yet you chose to sacrifice yourself for me. How foolish." His gaze bore into her, stripping away every layer of her heart. "This love you feel for me—it's nothing but a fleeting illusion. In a world where we can live for thousands of years, it's a mere speck of dust compared to the endless opportunities you'll have to find someone who will actually love you the same." His voice lowered, turning almost gentle—almost. "Even so... will you still pursue me after I kill your entire family?"
Fang Jinyao's lips parted, but no words came out. Her voice had abandoned her. The person she adored most had become the very thing she feared.
Her gaze followed him as he moved forward, his blade dancing through the air, reaping lives without hesitation. Blood bloomed like petals in the wind, and she... she couldn't move. She couldn't bring herself to step forward, to stop him, to strike him down before he wiped out everything she knew.
She should. But she couldn't.
A sinister grin spread across his face. This is my chance.
His mind raced, weaving a plan. If I play the hero now—if I slay this demon—I'll earn her admiration and gratitude. And then... it'll only be a matter of time before she warms my bed every night. Hahaha!
Without hesitation, he took the opportunity to slip away while the woman was occupied with five fighters at once. He darted forward, blade drawn, his heart pounding with excitement.
And then—
BAM!
Something slammed into his face with the powerful kick, sending him flying backward.
Wu Xiaohui crashed through a nearby wall, rubble crumbling around him as he groaned in shock.
As the dust settled, a pair of cold, glowing blue eyes stared him down.
A small, white rabbit stood where he once was, its soft paws radiating an immense force.
Wu Xiaohui's mind went blank. What... the hell... was that?!