"Ah—!" Emperor Fululing was frightened, her face turned pale, and she grabbed the Red Thunder Cat and angrily threw it several meters away.
Luo Feiyue rushed forward to take a look. The Red Thunder Cat, which still had some breath left, was thrown so heavily that it started bleeding from its mouth and nose. In a short moment, it breathed its last.
Emperor Fuyao, with half-closed bright eyes, sighed with regret, "Fifth Sister, you have a cruel heart. I was just trying to release the anger of this little sick cat by letting it bleed a bit, but you directly killed it. Such a pity."
"I-I didn't do it! It was you, you clearly strangled it!" Emperor Fululing explained in a panic.
Emperor Fuyao innocently raised her hands and smiled, "Fifth Sister, have you forgotten? I am a zero-level waste. I don't have the strength to kill a demonic beast like that."
Emperor Fululing was speechless.
"Pfft—"
With the death of the contracted beast, the host also suffered severe injuries.
Luo Feiyue suddenly spewed out some blood, clutching her chest, her face turning iron-blue from extreme anger. She said, "Emperor Fululing, remember this, I will never let this matter rest!"
After speaking, she turned around without looking back and left angrily.
The remaining noble ladies saw that the show had ended and each went their own way.
Emperor Fululing was furious and turned back, ready to explode, but there was nothing behind her except a pool of fresh blood and the lifeless body of the Red Thunder Cat.
"Emperor Fuyao, you wretched servant! You dare to humiliate me and plot against me like this. I will make you pay with blood!"
The night was pitch black.
After leaving the beast room, Emperor Fuyao remained calm and walked lightly through the corridor until she finally stopped in the garden.
"Are you a pervert?"
A cold and reprimanding voice filled with unquestionable anger.
"Hehe." A playful and mocking laugh came from the darkness.
Emperor Fuyao, with half-closed bright eyes, scanned the area with keen eyes and indeed caught a glimpse of a tall and slender figure on the towering rockery.
In the dim moonlight, the figure of the man sitting leisurely on the rockery could be vaguely seen. He was high above, exuding an aura of dominance, with a majestic and elegant posture. He wore a black robe, and his movements were noble and graceful, but his face remained hidden in the darkness, making it hard to see clearly.
Emperor Fuyao walked over with big steps, skillfully climbed up the rockery in a few moves, seemingly without any defense against the person beside her, and casually sat down in a comfortable spot.
"What? Are you coming up to teach me a lesson?" The man's magnetic and seductive voice carried a hint of laziness.
"Hehe." Emperor Fuyao imitated his tone and lightly hummed, her smile not reaching her eyes. "I don't like being stared at by a pervert from above."
Especially when it's someone who can't be determined as friend or foe!
Night Chongyuan's devilish and enchanting eyes sparkled with interest, his tone containing a hint of coldness. "Being too clever as a woman can attract disaster, you know."
"Oh?" Emperor Fuyao appeared indifferent, mocking with a smile. "What disaster? I'll wipe them all out!"
As Emperor Fuyao finished speaking, a tall shadow suddenly pressed down on her, like a unsheathed sharp sword.
He was quick, but she wasn't defenseless. She had already prepared for it, and with a sweep of her long legs, she fiercely attacked to block him.
Little did she know, Night Chongyuan's figure was unpredictable. While evading her attack, his hand suddenly landed with a smack on her chest.