Liu Mei licked her lips and said, "I've never used this part before, you know. My first kiss is yours, lucky you."
Lin Fengmian gasped, his body suddenly feeling stiff and unable to move, despite his intentions.
At that moment, there was a knock at the door, and Chen Qingyan's voice came from outside, "Sister Liu, Brother Lin."
"What's the matter?" Liu Mei replied, her voice slightly muffled.
"I need to borrow Brother Lin," Chen Qingyan coldly replied.
Liu Mei waved her hand, and the door opened. She raised her head, her hair cascading down as she teased, "How bothersome. We were in the middle of something."
Chen Qingyan's eyes grew even colder, and after a pause, she said, "Sister Liu, you're certainly enjoying yourself."
Liu Mei sat up, wiping the corner of her mouth and smiling seductively, "Can't help it. He likes this sort of thing, and I do care for him."
As Liu Mei stood up, Lin Fengmian regained his ability to move. Embarrassed, he stammered, "Sister Chen… I…"
"Let's go," Chen Qingyan interrupted, turning and walking out without looking back.
Lin Fengmian, left speechless, glanced at Liu Mei, who wore a smug grin. He couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all—it felt like he'd been caught in the act.
Quickly pulling up his pants, he hurried after Chen Qingyan. "Sister Chen, I didn't…"
"It's none of my concern," Chen Qingyan replied coldly. "That's between you two."
Lin Fengmian fell silent. Why was he even explaining himself to her?
As they walked, he noticed the graceful sway of Chen Qingyan's figure, but his heart felt heavy. Had she just been with someone too?
"Sister, why did you come for me?" he asked, changing the subject.
"You'll find out soon enough," Chen Qingyan responded, her tone flat.
They walked to her room in silence, and Lin Fengmian's heart sank when he saw what awaited inside—a shriveled corpse lay on the bed. He slowly approached, already suspecting the worst.
The body was dressed neatly, but it was entirely withered. Lin Fengmian could almost see the terror and despair in the corpse's hollow eyes.
It was Xie Gui. He was dead.
"Why?" Lin Fengmian asked, a mixture of sorrow and fear in his voice.
"No reason. I simply don't like leaving people alive overnight," Chen Qingyan replied, her tone as cold as ever.
A chill ran down Lin Fengmian's spine. No matter how kind she had been to him, he couldn't forget that she was still a member of the Hehuan Sect, where human life meant nothing.
His emotions flared, and he blurted out, "Then why didn't you kill me?"
"I thought I'd already told you. My master is Xie Yuyan," Chen Qingyan said, her voice calm.
"So that's why… I thought…" Lin Fengmian chuckled bitterly.
What was he dreaming of? She was only kind to him because of her master. He'd been delusional.
"Take care of the body. There's a burial pit in the back courtyard. Make sure no one sees you, or you'll have to bury two more," Chen Qingyan added, her voice cold as ever.
"Yes, Sister Chen," Lin Fengmian replied, picking up Xie Gui's corpse. His mind was in turmoil as he carried the body to the backyard and began digging, using the shovel from his storage ring.
"Scared?" Liu Mei's playful voice suddenly rang out from behind him. She was standing there, smiling with malicious delight.
Lin Fengmian, in no mood for her games, snapped, "What's it to you?"
"Don't be like that. When you're upset, it makes me happy. After all, I worked hard to take care of you just now," Liu Mei teased, her tone coy.
Frustrated, Lin Fengmian turned to scold her, but her enchanting smile softened his anger. Grumbling, he turned back to digging.
Liu Mei crouched down beside the dried-up corpse, sighing dramatically, "Poor guy. Just yesterday, we were enjoying a moonlit night together."
While Lin Fengmian was distracted, Liu Mei quickly pulled open Xie Gui's robe, her eyes narrowing as she saw the intricate knot of the Golden Silkworm garment beneath it, still intact. A cold smile played on her lips.
So, this is the famed **Lovesickness Technique** her master spoke of? How chaste of Chen Qingyan to leave him untouched—quite the pure and virtuous maiden. Liu Mei found it amusing, but she wasn't impressed.
Liu Mei then glanced at Lin Fengmian, her smile widening as a small knife floated in the air with a wave of her hand. The knife silently sliced through the Golden Silkworm garment, leaving a tiny, unnoticeable cut before she covered it back up.
"Why did you kill him?" Lin Fengmian asked, not looking at her.
"Why? He wanted to escape, just like you. We can't let that happen, can we?" Liu Mei replied nonchalantly. "Finish up quickly, Lin Fengmian. You and I still have some unfinished business."
"Leave me alone!" Lin Fengmian snapped, angry and exasperated.
Liu Mei's laugh echoed like silver bells as she walked away.
After she left, Lin Fengmian sighed deeply. He searched Xie Gui's body and found some money, which he pocketed.
"Can't take it with you when you go, buddy," Lin Fengmian muttered, placing Xie Gui in the pit. "At least you're free from the Hehuan Sect now."
He realized Xie Gui had been killed because Liu Mei had noticed the Golden Silkworm garment. Wearing it had sealed his fate.
But as Lin Fengmian dug deeper, he grew curious. He checked the garment again, noticing the knot he had tied was still intact. His heart lightened, but when he pulled it further, he was hit with a sudden chill—there was a hole in the silken fabric, right where the vital points were.
His earlier joy evaporated, replaced by fury and despair. His fantasies about Chen Qingyan were shattered. She wasn't different from the others after all.
Lin Fengmian punched the ground in frustration. "Damn it! What were you even dreaming about?"
Thinking he could find an innocent woman in the Hehuan Sect? He might as well look for fish in molten lava.
Later on, he'd learn that, yes, fish do live in lava, and not just one. But that's a story for another time.
From the shadows, a sultry figure watched Lin Fengmian's every move. She smiled, satisfied with what she saw.