Free Web NovelChapter 1565: Chapter 465: 1_3
Yan Huan rubbed his shoulder, his face gradually covered by a terrifying shadow, as if evolving into some dreadful creature,
"Alright... I’ll teach you, Sister Shiyu..."
"..."
Ye Shiyu remained with her back to Yan Huan, unmoving.
However, after Yan Huan said those words, her body trembled almost imperceptibly.
Yet before she could react, a scorching big hand fell, forcibly turning her over to face him.
Coming back to her senses, Ye Shiyu widened her eyes, pursing her lips with a pitiful look as she gazed at Yan Huan.
She watched helplessly as Yan Huan’s hand, like an iron clamp, restrained her, as he lowered his head...
"Mmm..."
In the last second, no matter how strong she appeared, she couldn’t help but let out a whimper from deep in her throat, then immediately closed her eyes.
"..."
Yet, the anticipated storm did not arrive.
Instead, it was replaced by Yan Huan’s murmuring in her ear,
"Sister Shiyu...
"Thank you for saying those things to me earlier..."
Hearing Xiao Huan’s gentle voice, Ye Shiyu’s tightly pursed lips relaxed slightly.
But the next second, Yan Huan’s voice took on a frightening depth.
Ye Shiyu felt it as Yan Huan bit her earlobe, his voice beastlike as he asked,
"So now... are you ready for the lesson, Ye Shiyu?"
"Mmm..."
...
...
He didn’t know how much time had passed, or if he was in a dream.
Yan Huan was once again in that desolate ocean.
"Hua... hua..."
In the boundless mist, ink-like waves eternally crashed against the edge of the rock where Yan Huan stood.
Where he stood felt like the center of the universe.
A faint, fishy smell of the ocean reached his nose.
"Click, click... da, da, da..."
In the darkness, innumerable unnameable things seemed to be moving laterally.
Yan Huan, his consciousness fuzzy, saw only the silvery white dagger placed on the rock.
The dagger was exquisite, seemingly crafted from the tip of a crab claw, extremely sharp.
Below the dagger, two lines of text were engraved,
"The path to redemption lies within."
"..."
Yan Huan stared blankly at the dagger, not understanding its meaning.
He picked up the dagger, a piercing cold instantly invading his body.
Gradually, however, a warmth and itchiness welled up in his palm...
As if something within was building up, waiting to be released.
Yan Huan suddenly understood the dagger’s purpose.
It was meant to...
slash open his palm.
"..."
Switching to his left hand to hold the dagger, Yan Huan looked down at his right palm.
Shadows curled from his slightly bent fingers, snaking toward the same target.
Yan Huan gripped the dagger, pressing the blade to that point.
The sharp blade was about to start cutting...
When a female voice suddenly spoke.
"Don’t..."
Yan Huan couldn’t distinguish whose voice it was.
It seemed like Hitomi’s...
No, it also seemed like Aria’s?
An Le’s?
Bai Yi’s?
Sister Tong’s...
Or...
Shiyu’s?
"!!"
No matter whose voice it was, as it suddenly rang out, Yan Huan frowned and dropped the blade he was holding tightly.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal striking rock echoed, like a great bell, fully awakening Yan Huan’s senses.
He jerked open his eyes, vaguely seeing the ceiling of his home in the darkness.
Beside him, Ye Shiyu’s cool body clung to him, muttering the plea Yan Huan had heard countless times,
"Don’t... Xiao Huan..."
"..."
In the darkness, Yan Huan blinked, chuckling soundlessly as he glanced at the peacefully sleeping Ye Shiyu beside him.
The night was still deep.
Seeing she wasn’t awakened by him, Yan Huan sighed in relief and was about to adjust to a comfortable sleeping position.
But then, he remembered something, raising his right palm to inspect it.
Looking up...
He saw that in the dark, in the center of his palm where the shadows pointed...
A faint scar had already formed.
"..."
Staring at the scar, Yan Huan’s eyes slightly narrowed.
But the next second, he clenched his fist, hiding the wound.
He glanced around...
In the night, no one else noticed this anomaly.
[Crab Coin: 1]
