Chapter 4 — A Bewitching Man (2/2)

The smile on the man’s thin lips widened. “This is my first time encountering a woman who didn’t get mesmerized by me. Little pipsqueak, what are you called?”

Cautious of the approaching man, Yun Wu’s dormant body immediately went on guard, and she snarled icily, “Don’t get any closer, or else I’ll take your life!”

The man laughed. “There are countless people who wish to take my life. Unfortunately, not a single one could. If you, little pipsqueak, have the ability, then I wouldn’t mind handing my life to you….”

He turned a deaf ear to her threat and drew closer, his slender eyes serene yet devilish.

Swoosh! The sound of a sharp weapon slicing through the air, followed by the scent of blood.

Surprisingly, although the beasts detected the smell, they did not advance and instead seemed to be frightened by it. They quickly withdrew. Yun Wu’s eyes flashed with disbelief as she stared at the man.

He hadn’t bothered to dodge, allowing her feldspar to pierce his broad palm.

Poison, he was unaffected by.

The injury, he readily accepted.

Drops of crimson blood dripped down from his hand, immediately withering the flowers they came in contact with.

“Looks like you’re unable to take my life. Then…. Tonight, I have taken yours. You shall belong to me.” The magnetic voice carried with it a hint of domineeringness.

Yun Wu’s eyes widened and chilled. She had just thought to move when in an instant, she felt her consciousness dim.

“You…”

In her last moment of consciousness, she swore she saw the man laugh enticingly before swooping down to take her into his arms and leaning down to kiss her red lips…

She never would’ve imagined that one day, she would —out of nowhere— fall into the hands of a man.

…..

It was daytime.

There was no telling how many days had passed since that night. A blazing hot, tingling, and unbearably itchy sensation pulled Yun Wu’s consciousness from the abyss.

As soon as she opened her bright eyes, she subconsciously bent her fingers, wanting to give her body a good scratch. It was that moment, she realized her arms were spread and bound on both sides. She struggled but found that her body was so itchy, she couldn’t even find the strength to lift a finger.