Ye Beiming followed Lin Xue’er, walking toward the school.
She grew up in the Upper District and had hardly ever been to the mixed Lower District, so she was curious about everything around her, her little head turning left and right, eyes sparkling.
Stunned.
As she walked, she suddenly glimpsed two women embracing and kissing in an alley, their kiss lingering with strings of saliva.
Ye Beiming: “??”
She quickly rubbed her eyes to confirm she wasn’t mistaken.
Her rosy little mouth instinctively opened wide, revealing a hint of delicate tongue and baby teeth, letting out a silent gasp.
Her face instantly flushed bright red.
She quickly covered her eyes with both hands, only daring to peek through the gaps.
‘The atmosphere in the Lower District is indeed so chaotic!’
She had grown up this old, when had she ever seen such an exciting scene?
It was as if they wanted to bite off each other’s tongues and swallow them…
The fierce and violent kiss made Ye Beiming’s heart beat faster.
Suddenly, Ye Beiming bumped into Lin Xue’er’s back.
She instinctively let out an “Ouch” and rubbed her little nose.
Ye Beiming was confused. Why did she suddenly stop while walking? Could it be a staged accident?
A hand suddenly grabbed Ye Beiming’s wrist, holding tightly, causing her some pain.
Lin Xue’er pulled her, turning into the nearby alley, roughly dragging her along.
Ye Beiming stumbled, like a leaf in a storm.
The further in, the more remote and cold it became.
Ye Beiming’s heart skipped a beat, and a strong sense of unease rose.
She began to resist, trying to break free.
Her heart beat faster and faster, and a ridiculous thought popped into her mind:
‘Could it be that Lin Xue’er craves my body?’
‘No way!!’
The little hand holding her wrist let go.
Ye Beiming shuddered, frightened, wanting to turn and run, but her foot suddenly tripped over something, and she fell heavily to the ground.
She scrambled backward with hands and feet, until her back pressed tightly against the cold wall, with no way to retreat.
Lin Xue’er walked toward her step by step, head down, expression unreadable.
Ye Beiming gulped, hugging herself, and shouted in a tearful voice:
“No! Don’t come near! I don’t like girls!”
“When I grow up, I’m willing to marry Lin Lue, so I am your future sister-in-law! You can’t do this!”
‘This puts me on the moral high ground. Lin Xue’er can’t possibly challenge ethics, right?’
Ye Beiming’s astonishing wisdom was met with Lin Xue’er’s disdain and speechlessness.
She rolled her eyes, her tone full of disgust.
“What nonsense are you talking about? How could such a good thing possibly fall to you?”
“Also, I don’t like girls.”
Ye Beiming was stunned.
Seeing that the disdain in Lin Xue’er’s eyes was not fake, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Her innocence was safe.
She let go of her arms hugging herself, stood up holding the wall.
Ye Beiming looked at her little feet; in her panic just now, she had lost a shoe.
She bent down, picked up the shoe, and put it on, cursing in her heart.
‘It’s all Lin Lue’s fault. He didn’t want to help tie my shoelaces when we left, so I lost my shoe.’
‘And his sister scared me…’
‘All his fault, all his fault!’
Ye Beiming was not someone who internalized stress.
“Then why did you bring me here?”
Shoes back on, feeling ready to bolt at any moment, Ye Beiming straightened her back.
The next second, her neck tightened.
A pale hand appeared out of thin air and instantly gripped her throat.
It lifted her entire body off the ground, feet dangling in midair.
Ye Beiming couldn’t breathe.
Her face flushed red, tears welled in her eyes.
She desperately grabbed the cold hand with both hands, struggling constantly, but to no avail.
Clear drool unconsciously flowed from the corner of her mouth, wetting the eerie pale hand.
Ye Beiming watched all this, remembering that terrifying “dream.”
So… it wasn’t a dream.
“S-So you… are a Witch!”
Lin Xue’er said nothing, staring at her gloomily, with flickering crimson in her pink pupils.
A full half minute passed.
The pale hand released.
Ye Beiming fell to the ground, holding her reddened neck, coughing incessantly, gasping for air, looking very disheveled.
“You… have already become a Witch!”
Ye Beiming sniffled, sitting on the ground, staring at Lin Xue’er in shock.
Lin Xue’er didn’t answer her.
She looked down at her from above.
She raised her leg and stomped on the wall beside Ye Beiming’s head, cracking it in several places.
Ye Beiming watched, gulped, and shrank her head.
Her head wasn’t as hard as the wall.
“From now on, in front of my brother, behave yourself and stay in your place. Don’t compete with me… or I’ll be rude to you.”
Ye Beiming blinked, as if she understood a bit.
So it was this twisted little girl’s possessiveness acting up.
‘Eyes flashing red, huh?’
‘She can flash too. Besides, her eyes are already red, stronger than hers!’
Ye Beiming glared too!
She couldn’t hold the glare for three seconds before softening again.
No choice—going against the Witch Lin Xue’er, she only had a one-to-nine chance.
If Lin Xue’er threw a punch, she’d have to kneel and beg not to die.
But Lin Xue’er’s Witch transformation seemed a bit off.
The faint black aura… felt like a Fallen Witch.
But she had never heard of a Fallen Witch maintaining sanity, had she?
Ye Beiming thought it must be a mistake.
She looked her up and down, then her eyes lit up as if she had thought of something.
As if she had caught some leverage, she stood up, took a deep breath, plucked up her courage… and held the wall.
“Lin Lue doesn’t know you’ve become a Witch, does he? Although I don’t know why you’re hiding it from him…”
“But, Lin Xue’er, you don’t want Lin Lue to find out that you’ve become a Witch, do you?”
Lin Xue’er: “???”
‘What is this girl talking about?’
Lin Xue’er glanced at the other’s chest rise and fall.
It was even less than hers—after all, she had become a Witch, and the magic elements in the air nourished her body, causing development.
Lin Xue’er then looked at Ye Beiming’s eyes, filled with clear stupidity, and saw her showing a hint of smugness, thinking she had leverage over her weakness.
Lin Xue’er laughed in anger.
She was laughing at herself in anger.
‘What was she testing? This girl is just a dumb little loli.’
‘Even if brother crooks his finger, she would strip herself naked and lie on the bed, even say thank you, brother…’
‘No!’
Lin Xue’er shook her head hard.
‘Brother can’t!’
In the rental house, the air was thick with magic power, and the source was Lin Lue.
Lin Lue sat cross-legged on the floor, eyes open, with ice and fire hidden in his pupils, along with wisps of silver light.
He could feel it—power! Massive power!
The sensation of power spread through his limbs and bones, making him unable to resist swelling with pride.
Unable to contain the excitement in his heart, he stood up and put his hands on his hips like a pufferfish.
He threw his head back and laughed heartily three times!
After laughing, Lin Lue looked at the old, dilapidated wall opposite him.
He felt as if the wall had been provoking him.
He wanted to test how hard his fist was now.
‘Take my Ninety-nine Magic Explosive Fist!’
Of course, Lin Lue finally held back.
The temporary surge of power and the resulting arrogance were quickly suppressed by him, as he kept muttering “stay low, stay low.”
If he impulsively broke this wall, that mean fat landlord would definitely come rushing over to threaten him…
Wait, that landlord seems to have kicked the bucket.
Then never mind.
However, other doubts arose in Lin Lue’s mind.
Since the fat landlord left, quite some time had passed, but this remote, old, dilapidated residential building still had no new landlord taking over…
Could it be that the higher-ups plan to abandon this place and let the residents fend for themselves?
Or is something going to happen?
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