3

Yao Yue turned onto her side as she lay down on the bed of her room. It was already past midnight, but she still couldn't sleep. There was something off about this night, she could feel it. The sense of uneasiness was almost unbearable.

Soon her suspicions came true when she heard someone slowly breathing outside of her door. Yao Yue immediately shut her eyes just as someone slowly pushed open her door. The person was dressed in all black slowly creeping into the room, trying to be as quiet as possible. In their right hand, there were a few silver needles while in their left, there was a small bottle. The person slowly crept closer and closer to Yao Yue's sleeping form and got ready to prick her with a needle, when suddenly she grabbed the person's wrist.

Yao Yue quickly threw the person onto her bed, pinning them down against the wooden mattress. She slapped the needles out of the person's hand and let them scatter onto the ground.

"Who are you, and what is your purpose here." Yao Yue demanded, pulling down the black mask that was covering the man's face.

The man stared at her surprised before he quickly closed his eyes tightly, making her realize what he was about to do. She immediately punched him in the chest, causing him to open his mouth and groan. She quickly forced her right index finger into his mouth, preventing him from biting either a poison tooth that was in his mouth, or his tongue to commit suicide.

"Don't even think about it." Yao Yue whispered, a deadly tone in her voice. "Both death and escape aren't something so easily reached when you're against the Mo Sect."

The man's eyes widened at her words. "M...moh S...shect...? You...!"

At that moment Yao Yue's doors were busted open, revealing Tian Ying standing there with his sword drawn. Both Yao Yue and Tian Ying locked eyes, staring at each other in surprise. After all, she was still in her white inner garment and nothing else. She was, in a way, just naked.

Taking this moment of distraction, the man quickly bit down as hard as he could on the finger that was in his mouth. Yao Yue let out a pained hiss, instinctively retracted her finger and pulled away from him, allowing the man to push her off of him. The man then bolted off of the bed, and ran to escape from the nearest window.

"Stop right there!" Yao Yue cried, throwing her left hand towards fleeing the man.

A rope immediately flew out of her left sleeve and quickly coiled itself tightly around the man. He struggled against the rope and got ready to commit suicide again, when the rope got in between his teeth too.

"I already told you," Yao Yue hissed, shaking her finger. "Both death and escape aren't easily reached when you're against the Mo Sect. Also, that rope is a magical artifact, you're not going to escape from this unless I allow it."

The man glared at her, but showed no signs of any other answer and instead just sat down dejectedly.

Yao Yue then turned to look at Tian Ying, who was looking away from her with a small blush on his face. "Childe Tian, is there something that you need from me?" she asked, getting into a more comfortable position on her bed.

He coughed, nodding. "I...i came for...for the man."

Finally realizing why he was so embarrassed, Yao Yue pulled on her black overcoat that was hanging over her bed post. "Well I'm done with him, so you can take him now."

Tian Ying nodded and walked over grabbing the rope that was still tied around the man. He dragged the man on his feet and began to head out of the room.

"Wait one second." Yao Yue walked over and cast a quick spell on the man. "There, now no one can murder him without me undoing this spell."

Tian Ying gave her a skeptical look to which she replied, "It's a Mo Sect secret, don't question it. If you don't believe me, you can try it out now."

He just nodded and began to walk off again.

"Wait a second!"

"What do you want?" he demanded, slight agitation echoing throughout his voice.

"Do you know where I can get some alcohol?"

Tian Ying looked like he was absolutely done with her. "Drinking alcohol is forbidden-"

"I know, I know, rule 243 right? It's not to drink, for this." Yao Yue held her still bleeding finger out towards him. "I need to disinfect it so it doesn't fester."

Realizing the actual meaning behind her request, he nodded. "I'll have someone bring you everything you need for your wound. Is there anything else you need before I go."

Yao Yue shook her head. "Thank you, Childe Tian." she bowed her head as he left.

She walked back to her bed, took a few deep breaths, before finally letting out a muffled scream. Her finger was in so much pain, that she was almost certain that that man had broken the bone in her finger by how hard he had bitten it. Yao Yue touched it gingerly, wincing by even the slightest touch. Sure enough, the bone had been broken.

"Damn it," she mumbled quietly, careful to not let anyone hear her. "How the hell am I supposed to wrap and take care of this... I can't even deal with touching this without feeling all this pain. Oh god, I'm screwed..."