Chapter 38: He Just Wants You to Die

Su Jiu was startled, and without thinking, her knees went weak, and she knelt down on the ground.

“I know I’m wrong.”

[Whatever the mistake is, just admit it.]

Shen Wangchen was so angry that his breath stopped for a moment.

“What do you know you’re wrong about?”

Su Jiu choked, raised her head and looked at him with pleading eyes. After a long while, she tentatively said, “I, I shouldn’t have come back so late?”

[Just kidding, how would I know what I did wrong? Could it be that I came back just now and disturbed Master and Mo Lin…]

Su Jiu thought about this possibility, and her eyes widened.

With this thought in mind, she looked at Shen Wangchen again, and sure enough, she saw that his clothes seemed to be a little disheveled, and his usually neat and upright hair crown was also a little askew.

[Sss, could it be that that stinky boy Mo Lin is really that fast…]

Although she already knew that Shen Wangchen was destined to be the male lead of this world, but thinking about how proud and aloof Shen Xianjun would be pressed down by a man, and it was forced…

Su Jiu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

But she also knew very well that this was the original plot, it was the so-called love line between their protagonists, and if she, a cannon fodder female supporting character, were to intervene rashly, her ending would definitely not be good.

Su Jiu lowered her head, unsure whether she was conflicted or what she was feeling.

Shen Wangchen looked at her kneeling before him, her head bowed, and all the anger in his heart turned into a sigh.

Su Jiu was still young, and it was his fault for not disciplining her properly.

She must have been exposed to too many men, corrupting her, which made Su Jiu develop so many frivolous thoughts about other men.

He had to keep her under his eye, set a good example for her, and purify her heart.

Having made up his mind, Shen Wangchen said, “Come to my room.”

Su Jiu was stunned, not understanding what he wanted to do. It wasn’t until Shen Wangchen made half of the bed for her and looked at her with his head slightly tilted that she said in disbelief, “Master, what are you…”

[What do you mean?]

Shen Wangchen’s thin lips parted, “From today onwards, you will eat and live with me, and you are not allowed to approach anyone else.”

“Huh?”

Su Jiu really wanted to kneel before Shen Wangchen.

Mo Lin was sleeping next door, was he trying to get her killed?

Or was their play less interesting without her?

“Master, I…”

Su Jiu wanted to say something else, but her lips suddenly felt like they were stuck to something, and she couldn’t open her mouth.

She looked at Shen Wangchen in shock.

[I didn’t expect you to be this kind of Master! You’re just trying to stop me from disturbing your good time, right?]

Shen Wangchen’s eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the sigh that escaped his lips. With a wave of his long sleeve, Su Jiu was instantly sent flying onto the bed.

At the same time, darkness enveloped her.

Shen Wangchen’s sigh, which sounded like it was filled with helplessness, reached her ears.

“Sleep.”

Su Jiu originally wanted to open her eyes wide and see what Shen Wangchen and Mo Lin were going to do tonight, but as soon as she lay down beside Shen Wangchen, smelling the cold, mountain-snow-like scent from him, her eyelids involuntarily drooped, and she fell into a deep sleep.

She didn’t even notice that Shen Wangchen stared at her for a while, deeply reflecting on where he had gone wrong in his education.

The next day, when she bumped into Mo Lin, Su Jiu couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

[Nothing happened last night, right? I knew I shouldn’t have slept so soundly, or I should have squinted my eyes and seen if he came to find Master… Of course, I’m not saying I want to see something inappropriate for children, I’m just a little curious.]

She secretly glanced at Mo Lin, the young man looked calm and composed, his back straight, as if he had no ulterior motives, a picture of purity and abstinence.

Su Jiu couldn’t help but sneer: [Just pretend, pretend to be a good person, but you’re really not a human being when you attack Master.]

“Cough,” Shen Wangchen coughed.

Mo Lin immediately poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, standing beside him with his hands down.

Shen Wangchen glanced at him, reached out and took the tea, but didn’t drink it. Instead, he casually placed it aside.

Mo Lin’s hand, which had been hanging down, suddenly clenched tightly. He quickly glanced at Shen Wangchen, and when his gaze fell on his icy cold face, a trace of undisguised infatuation flashed in his eyes.

Although Shen Wangchen used the excuse of testing their studies, he did check their homework thoroughly.

Mo Lin, naturally, had learned everything very well. Shen Wangchen tested him, and even though he was wary of his current demon race identity, he couldn’t help but nod, and rarely showed a hint of approval.

When it came to Su Jiu, Shen Wangchen discovered that her mind had been completely focused on swordsmanship and other miscellaneous things for the past few years, and she was completely ignorant of the various sects and schools of mind cultivation and swordsmanship in the cultivation world.

Su Jiu, of course, sincerely admitted her mistake on the surface, but she was quite resentful in her heart.

She was originally a cannon fodder female supporting character, and before she awakened her consciousness, her mind was only focused on two things: practicing swordsmanship and flirting with Master.

She practiced swordsmanship, naturally, because Shen Wangchen practiced swordsmanship.

Hearing her thoughts, even Shen Wangchen was speechless for a moment.

Mo Lin listened to Su Jiu’s thoughts from the side, and then looked at Shen Wangchen’s expression. He saw that he seemed to have heard nothing, his expression was very calm, even when Su Jiu secretly slandered and cursed him in her heart, Shen Wangchen remained calm.

Mo Lin knew that Shen Wangchen was strict with his disciples, and if he could really hear Su Jiu’s thoughts, he wouldn’t be acting like this.

He felt a little relieved, but he didn’t dare to relax completely.

He didn’t know if Su Jiu would tell Shen Wangchen about his demon race identity. Although Su Jiu had no evidence to prove it, if she really did tell him, no matter what, it would cause him trouble.

Mo Lin’s eyelashes drooped slightly, and a flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes.

“Senior Sister, wait a moment.”

Su Jiu had finally dealt with Shen Wangchen and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Mo Lin’s voice again.

Shen Wangchen was no longer in front of her, and she was too lazy to put on a show of affection, so she replied coldly, “What’s the matter?”

This wasn’t the first time he had seen Su Jiu being so cold to him, but Mo Lin still couldn’t figure it out.

What had he done to make Su Jiu suddenly become wary and cold towards him?

He slowly walked closer, his hand resting on the scabbard of his sword slowly raised. A youthful and handsome face, with a hint of sadness and disappointment, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a shadow under his eyes, making him look very pitiful and innocent.

He spoke softly, “Since I came back, I don’t know if it’s just my illusion, but Senior Sister seems to be very distant from me, as if you don’t like me very much. I want to ask you boldly, why is that?”

Even though Su Jiu knew that the young man in front of her was a ruthless demon, she was still fooled by his appearance, and her heart softened for a brief second.

[Why don’t I like you, you really don’t have any self-awareness, do you? If I didn’t know you wanted to kill me… I would have been fooled by your appearance.]

Su Jiu reminded herself that she must not be soft-hearted.

“That must be your illusion,” she replied perfunctorily, giving a fake smile, “We have no grievances from the past, and we are all fellow disciples, how could I not like you?”

[I just want you to die.]

What was wrong with her?

Hearing that Su Jiu wasn’t joking, Mo Lin fell silent for a while. For some reason, his heart felt as if it had been pricked by something small and sharp, a hidden and lingering pain spreading through him. He lowered his head, said nothing more, and watched Su Jiu’s back as she walked further and further away.