I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 621 - 621: 589. This Destructive Witch is no good either.

"Miss Mu, I—"

Mu Qingtong and Fei stared at Xia Feng, but after Xia Feng had uttered just four words, he paused.

He waited a full two seconds.

And didn't make another sound.

Mu Qingtong couldn't help feeling puzzled inside, her face still weak, her parched lips quivered as she was about to say something else.

Xia Feng, however, suddenly let out a sigh, looking at her helplessly, "Miss Mu, at a time like this, why are you still concerned about my romantic troubles?"

Mu Qingtong's eyes were tranquil like glistening pools of water, but her eyelids drooped from exhaustion, and her pale cheeks were desperately weak, making her naturally cold demeanor seem all the more pitiable.

She shook her head so faintly it was almost imperceptible, "If Mr. Xia does not wish to answer, then let it be...."

Seeing the silver-haired woman in such a pitiful state, Xia Feng sneered inwardly, but his expression remained unfazed as he sighed, "It seems that Miss Mu really wants to know if I have someone I love."

"Very well, I don't mind telling you."

Xia Feng looked earnestly at Mu Qingtong, his voice deep, "Miss Mu, of course, I do have someone I love."

[The great battle of love was nearing victory, Mu Qingtong's desire to triumph over and control you reached its peak; she was anticipating the forthcoming fruits of victory while enlightening and improving the Green Bone Tracking Skill; your understanding of Green Bone Tracking deepened—]

[B·Green Bone Tracking·Bone Language: Within a ten thousand mile range, those holding 'Xia Feng's Bone' can use bone language to communicate telepathically over great distances, with the delay varying depending on the distance between the two.]

"My beloved—"

Xia Feng's gaze met Mu Qingtong's golden eyes, sincere and filled with admiration, "is naturally the great Dragon God!"

The silver-haired woman: "???"

Mu Qingtong's weary eyelids seemed frozen in time.

[Your words abruptly halted Mu Qingtong's climax of excitement and anticipation, creating a vast emptiness; such dramatic emotional swings left her momentarily bewildered, causing a significant relaxation in her concentration on maintaining Spiritual Pressure and Spiritual Base! You're currently in the dangerous phase of Ascension, your Spiritual Pressure is unstable, and your Spiritual Base is on the verge of collapse—]

"!" Xia Feng was startled inside, thinking, isn't Miss Mu supposed to be really tough? Is she collapsing already?!

"Cough, just kidding." His tone shifted, and with a faint look in his dark pupils at the silver-haired woman, he said, "Miss Mu, as a strong individual, how could I possibly concern myself with such trivial matters as love all the time?"

"The so-called beloved, I have no need for such a boring target," Xia Feng stated flatly, with conviction.

[Mu Qingtong was still in a foul mood, her thirst for reaching the peak unquenched, leaving her displeased; however, her inadvertently relaxed state of mind swiftly returned to normal, stabilizing the constantly endangered Spiritual Pressure and Spiritual Base—]

Xia Feng felt the state inside his body shift back to normal and couldn't help but secretly take a breath of relief.

Really, such big emotional fluctuations from just a few words, yet still pretending to be calm in front of me!

This Destructive Witch is not up to it.

Mu Qingtong truly hadn't expected Mr. Xia to remain so composed; despite everything, he still hadn't uttered those few words.

Could it be that Mr. Xia had seen through the truth?

But logically speaking, there should have been no flaws in the performance she and Fei had put on...

Fei's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, she stepped forward and pressed both hands on the bed, leaning forward, "Really, I can't take it anymore, Mr. Xia, are you sure you still want to play tough and not confess?"

"What?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.

The maid raised an eyebrow, crossed her arms and stepped back, her charming face displaying an intrigued expression, "She only has one minute left to live~ If you don't confess now, you'll never have the chance again~"

"Confess?"

Xia Feng blinked, then realized, "Oh, so that's what you mean."

Saying this, he looked at the weakened silver-haired woman from his superior position, shaking his head helplessly, "Miss Mu, what are you thinking? I merely see you as a peer, and yet you thought I had feelings for you?"

Miss Mu: "....."

"Miss Mu, as a peer, while your death would certainly cause me regret, I am not one to wallow in sentimental sorrow. And rest assured, after your death, I will carry on your will, living well in this world and continuing the search for new peers!"

"Embark on a brand new journey of conquest amongst my kin!"

As he spoke, Xia Feng's black pupils shone with the light of anticipation. He stroked his chin and smiled faintly, "Well, the world is so vast, who knows? I might actually encounter a second 'Miss Mu'~ Ah, thinking about it that way really fills me with excitement~"

Mu Qingtong: ".....!"

Seeing Xia Feng's indifferent demeanor toward her life and death, Mu Qingtong realized she had been exposed.

From their first reunion, she had been biding her time, waiting for the moment when a powerful enemy would appear. A moment ripe for her to deceive Mr. Xia without a single flaw!

After such a long wait, she finally seized the opportunity today. She recreated the scene from the Space-time River where she was pierced through the heart right in front of Mr. Xia to save him!

But, unexpectedly... she had still failed.

"Hm? Strange," Xia Feng glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's been three minutes already. Miss Mu, how come your complexion seems to be looking better and better?"

The corners of his mouth curled slightly in an indiscernible smile as he looked down at the silver-haired woman.

"Tsk, you saw through it," the maid Fei seemed to lose interest, pursing her lips, her figure transformed into a clear crimson light, and darted into the silver-haired woman's brow.

Mu Qingtong met the gaze of the man looking down upon her from above. His eyes held a mocking light.

She was not too disappointed, just a bit puzzled, "How did you find out?"

Xia Feng smiled.

Oh, the insidiously cunning Miss Mu. Don't ever dream of fooling me with death feigning tricks in my presence~

He tenderly lifted the silver-haired woman's delicate chin and then playfully tapped her cheek, his smile enigmatic, "Want to know? —— Beg me."

"!!"

Seeing this fellow gaining the upper hand and acting so arrogantly once more, Mu Qingtong's long lashes dropped, her lips pressed tightly together, and the royal flame of rage within her flared up wildly once again!

This kin of hers.

Truly interesting.

"~~~" Xia Feng was in a pleasant mood, contentedly observing the silver-haired woman's cool, indifferent face, her slightly furrowed brows as if they held a certain train of thought.

Ah, Miss Mu, what are you thinking about right now? Xia Feng pinched the soft flesh of her right cheek and gently tugged at it as if dealing with a cute child.

"Miss Mu, you're still too green. Next time, remember to use a smarter tactic, will you?"

Her fist clenched tightly!

The tone was supposed to be that of coaxing a child, yet so full of mockery.

Mu Qingtong found that this kin's ability to provoke was truly even more refined, always perfectly dancing on her minefield, constantly challenging her!

It really was frustrating.

Mu Qingtong's calm golden eyes rippled like the surface of a lake, a serene icy flow catching fire with a trace of coldness. To have Mr. Xia admit defeat, to willingly submit below her and issue a delightful plea for mercy, indeed would not be easy.

But.

No matter.

Today's plan was actually not a failure.

Although Mr. Xia did not utter those few words, the fleeting expression in his eyes when she was fatally wounded was indelibly etched in her memory.

Anxiety, panic, a heart that seemingly came to an abrupt stop, and even the vague redness in the eyes of conflicted consternation.

All were engraved deep into her memory, imprinted in the depths of her mind!

Though she failed to capture the 'Absolute Kill' confession from Mr. Xia, this image of his frustrated and panicked state would suffice for now.

Thus, what was needed next was simply to find, or develop, a method with the Spiritual Clothes to project these memories!

Then she could make this unruly, despicable kin of hers see himself clearly, completely... submit to her, Mu Qingtong!