I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 589 - 589: 557. Exposure

"Let's go, let's go, it's time for us to search."

Outside the door, a young man chuckled, "Maybe we'll get lucky and find Feng Jianyi's 'Collapsed Stone Plate.' A promotion and raise wouldn't be just a dream."

"But honestly, I have no idea what use the Collapsed Stone Plate actually has, whether it's a Divine Relic or something else that has so many important figures interested."

"Why bother with that."

The middle-aged man was still curious about the legend of the 'Black Moon Saintess.' "Little Bei, tell me more about Madam Qiue's affairs, I heard that the Saintess has recently nurtured an artificial life..."

Eventually, the footsteps of the two men outside faded away, and Jiang Qiue heard them excitedly continuing their discussion about her, their voices gradually dissipating.

Zii—

Xia Feng was startled and subconsciously stepped back, quickly raising his hand to shield his face, but he was too late.

Translucent honey dripped down from his bangs along his forehead and nose.

Looking at the black pupils of Xia Feng, who was glaring at her, Jiang Qiue's sickly crimson cheeks turned even redder for a moment, her ear tips burning up, and with a tremble in her cold and detached voice, she mocked, "You asked for it yourself, don't blame me."

"..." Xia Feng tugged at the corner of his mouth and emotionlessly wiped his face. "Alright, Jiang Qiue, get dressed properly now, don't catch a fever again."

You're the one with a fever... Jiang Qiue took a deep breath but eventually didn't retort, quietly fastening her collar again, her demeanor returning to ethereal and detached.

Xia Feng then squatted down, took out a tissue, and wiped the streaks of water off her ankles and calves.

But just as he finished wiping, new streaks of water flowed smoothly down from behind her knees along her shapely calves.

"..." Xia Feng looked up expressionlessly, and the owner of those ethereal eyes watched him calmly with pursed red lips, as if nothing had happened.

"Jiang Qiue, you must be poisonous," Xia Feng conceded.

It was then that Jiang Qiue turned her face away, silent. She couldn't help it; she hadn't been like this before, but recently, for some reason, whenever she was near Xia Feng, smelled his scent, or even saw his face, she found herself... unable to resist.

It was probably because of the Queen Bee Curse, which affected Xia Feng and, in turn, her...

Jiang Qiue gave a small push to Xia Feng's forehead, straightened her legs, and said in a quiet voice with her eyes downcast, "You can get up, I won't... won't leak anymore."

"Better not," Xia Feng rolled his eyes, stood up, and left.

Jiang Qiue folded her knees again, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly before quickly following him.

However, as soon as they exited, Xia Feng saw a tall knight carrying a long spear flying in parallel to the star-iron carriage, speeding toward the endless depths outside the window.

The knight was covered in bright silver armor with a silver mask buckled below his nose, covering the lower half of his face, and indifferent gray eyes with a scar slanting across one, and above that, an engraved white IX emblem between the brows.

Xia Feng had seen Heavenly Twelve Knights before and knew this was the attire of the Apocalypse Knights from the Heavenly Twelve Knights.

The Apocalypse Knights were divided into Heavenly Knights and Qi Knights.

There were only twelve Heavenly Knights, each of whom could recruit their entourage without limit, and upon meeting the standard, they could bestow the title of Qi Knight.

Thus, the members of the Apocalypse Knight Order numbered over a thousand.

However, when people spoke of the Apocalypse Knights, they were actually referring to those twelve mysterious figures.

As for this man, he must be Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu's appearance here was not only to search for Feng Jianyi but also to capture the Q-faced men.

Xia Feng surmised that Lord Yeli Dong must have informed Jing Jiu that the Q-faced men were active in this sea area. As he pondered, he noticed faint noises of commotion coming from behind.

He turned to look.

There were already Qi Knights and Holy Department Investigators questioning passengers in the rear carriage; clearly, they were preparing for a detailed search one by one.

Trouble... Xia Feng sensed danger and hurried back to his seat along the original path.

But he had only taken a few steps.

"Excuse me... young man, could you and your girlfriend lend a hand?" the middle-aged man in the next compartment hesitated.

Xia Feng stopped, puzzled, and looked sideways. The middle-aged man sported a buzz cut slightly graying at the temples, his face sallow and unremarkable. Next to him sat a little girl, cutely carved from jade, with two pigtails sticking straight up, and an exceptionally pale complexion.

It was the father-daughter duo he had encountered when he first entered the restroom.

Xia Feng and Jiang Qiue exchanged glances, communicating with their eyes in an instant, and then they opened the small door and walked into the compartment.

In the star-iron construction, there were various VIP compartments that required a fee, like this one, offering extreme privacy and even special soundproof doors much like those in the restrooms; the original purpose for such design was a mystery.

Once the soundproof door was closed, Xia Feng and his companion sat down opposite the father and daughter.

The pigtailed little girl was wearing a thick cotton jacket, her tender face looking a bit weak and pale, but her large eyes sparkled with the light of stars.

So cute... Jiang Qiue liked cute things and her usually indifferent expression thawed, smiling softly at the little girl.

The little girl's short legs dangled from the seat, she tilted her head, and her adorable, puzzled eyes observed Jiang Qiue for a moment before she tugged on the man's sleeve, her voice milky, "Daddy, the lady is so pretty."

"..." Jiang Qiue didn't know whether to be happy or not.

She didn't look that old, did she?

Hmm? No, that's not right, Jiang Qiue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. After leaving the restroom, she had disguised herself back to an unremarkable appearance.

Even if not ugly, surely she couldn't be considered pretty?

Then, the little girl tugged on the man's sleeve again and pointed at Jiang Qiue's waist, "Daddy, the lady's fox tail is showing~"

"....!!" The soft smile at the corner of Jiang Qiue's mouth froze, slowly dissipating as her expression returned to a blank stare.

This little girl wasn't cute at all!

"Pfft~" Xia Feng couldn't help but let out an amused laugh, although he was on alert on the inside. This little girl had some special ability to see straight through Jiang Qiue's real appearance.

His own true identity might also not escape the girl's notice.

"Daddy, this big brother smells all over like pretty ladies mmm!" The little girl was quickly silenced by the middle-aged man covering her mouth.

The man looked apologetic, coughed, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, children say the darndest things, please don't take offense."

"It's alright," Xia Feng replied with a smile, indicating it was no problem.

He was aware, of course, that it was probably intentional on the man's part.

Knowing his daughter had such a peculiar ability, how could he let her talk recklessly? The fact that the man did not stop the little girl from speaking out immediately actually served to inform Xia Feng and Jiang Qiue—

I recognize you.

"Thump thump—"

He tapped his knuckles on the table twice, Xia Feng stared at the middle-aged man before him with the partially gray buzz cut and smiled, "Mr. Feng, I don't like to beat around the bush. Just tell us, why are you looking for us?"

The middle-aged man's sparse eyebrows raised slightly, his previously awkward smile turning inscrutable and full of interest, "It seems I've indeed found the right people."

After encountering this man twice in a row, Xia Feng had a feeling that he might be Feng Jianyi.

That was why he agreed to enter the compartment.

After all, if Feng Jianyi wanted to escape the Apocalypse blockade, he too wanted to escape it. They had a common goal.

It wouldn't hurt to talk and see.