Bai Yao's fingertips trembled, his voice as light as drifting snow. "You touched her."
"She seems... to prefer my kiss." Yu Hanche's long fingers brushed over the red mark on his neck, his thin lips curling into a mocking smile. "And I have our... shared senses to thank for that."
"Despicable." Bai Yao's knuckles turned white as he clenched his fist, blood dripping down the lines of his palm with a soft PLOP.
Yu Hanche's words and that crimson bite mark were like a blunt, spiked knife, brutally churning and crushing his heart.
With every breath he took, it felt as if his very flesh was being forcibly peeled away and torn apart.
"Yu Hanche, stay away from her." Bai Yao took a deep breath. A storm began to gather and swell in his palm, instantly erupting into a devastating hurricane.
The dungeon began to shake violently, and spiderweb cracks started to appear on the Star Stone Mine walls.
