"How did you get hurt so badly?" A Yin slowly retracted her energy, standing up in surprise as she looked at Tang Hao.
"I don't know," Tang Hao shook his head. Under A Yin's watchful gaze, he coughed heavily twice, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood. "I didn't expect to be injured so severely during the soul ring separation."
Seeing the blood-soaked Tang Hao with his weakened aura, A Yin frowned. This was completely different from what she had imagined. She had been contemplating how to get rid of Tang Hao, but now it seemed the task was much simpler than she had anticipated.
However, A Yin's reaction excited Tang Hao.
She cared for him!
She must be feeling sorry for him!
Seeing A Yin's furrowed brow, Tang Hao couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. He wished he could make himself appear even more pitiful.
"You're hurt so badly; I should take you home to rest," A Yin suggested after a moment's thought. Although Tang Hao appeared gravely injured, most of it was superficial. With his current strength, he could suppress his injuries, likely still able to exhibit the power of an eighty-fourth or eighty-fifth-level Spirit Douluo. He was still far beyond her, so after some thought, A Yin decided to proceed with Zhao Ming's plan.
"Okay, okay." Tang Hao immediately became excited, but then realized he might be overdoing it and quickly returned to a pitiful demeanor.
"A Yin, I might not be able to walk. I'm afraid I'll need to trouble you."
"It's no trouble at all." Hearing Tang Hao's words, A Yin shook her head, casually replying without a hint of concern.
With that, she left.
A moment later, A Yin returned to Tang Hao's location, this time bringing two wooden boards and some vines.
Using the vines, she secured Tang Hao to the boards and began to drag him down the mountain.
The path was rugged, with ditches and small rocks causing Tang Hao to sway as he was pulled along. Despite being dragged, he felt an odd sense of happiness.
Even in this state, simply seeing A Yin's back made him feel inexplicably joyful. There was no concrete reason for it; if he had to name it, it was love. Under the influence of love, A Yin's actions appeared beautiful to Tang Hao.
Although A Yin wasn't as gentle and serene as before, he still loved her in this indifferent state. He loved A Yin, no matter how she changed.
Upon returning to Holy Soul Village, they arrived at Tang Hao's room.
A Yin placed Tang Hao on the bed and began to busy herself.
Wearing a pair of white gloves, she followed Tang Hao's guidance to find several bottles and jars, and began to prepare his medicine.
Watching A Yin diligently brewing medicine for him, Tang Hao felt a wave of emotion.
He knew that even with her memory lost, A Yin's kind nature remained unchanged. On the surface, she seemed cold, but her heart was warm. She had a sharp tongue but a tender heart.
See? A Yin was already preparing medicine for him.
It seemed that A Yin still cared for him. He appreciated her current demeanorโcold on the outside but quietly devoted.
Watching A Yin work, Tang Hao felt a sense of bliss wash over him, and he gradually drifted off to sleep. The toll of separating the soul ring had been immense, and he was utterly exhausted.
Before long, A Yin's medicine was finally ready.
She brought a bowl over to Tang Hao's bedside and gently shook him awake. This time, A Yin was no longer cold; a hint of concern crept into her voice as she said, "Tang Hao, wake up. It's time for your medicine."
Tang Hao groggily opened his eyes to see A Yin sitting beside him, smiling gently while holding a steaming bowl of medicine.
At this sight, Tang Hao's heart trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes.
His A Yin had returnedโhis A Yin had come back.
The caring A Yin who had once looked after him was finally back.
As he brought the bowl to his lips, ready to drink, Tang Hao suddenly remembered something, setting the bowl down. With warmth in his eyes, he said to A Yin, "A Yin, thank you for your hard work. You're probably the only one in this world who cares for me like this."
"Then you should drink it." A Yin's eyes widened as she watched Tang Hao set the bowl down again, feeling a bit uneasy.
Could it be that he had figured it out?
"You should drink the medicine first. It will help your wounds heal faster," A Yin said with a gentle smile.
"Let it cool a bit more first; it's too hot," Tang Hao shook his head, looking at A Yin with longing.
Seeing Tang Hao hesitating, A Yin's expression turned cold. "Then let me feed you."
As soon as A Yin finished speaking, Tang Hao's eyes lit up. That was exactly what he had in mind! If A Yin fed him the medicine, he could take the opportunity to deepen their bond.
Tang Hao sipped the medicine A Yin fed him. Although it was bitter, his heart felt sweet.
One sip after another, he drank it down, feeling drowsiness wash over him.
A Yin's figure slowly blurred in his vision, and her gentle appearance seemed to revert to her cold demeanor.
"Poof." Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of reverse blood, realizing something was wrong.
He looked at A Yin in shock; it seemed she had drugged him!
How could that be? How could A Yin possibly harm him?
But soon, he was even more horrified.
A Yin suddenly moved to the door and called out, "Young Master, the task is complete."
"Zhi'er, well done. I'll reward you later," Zhao Ming exclaimed as he stepped into Tang Hao's room. He hadn't expected A Yin's progress to be so smooth. Indeed, love could lower one's intelligence.
"It's you?" Tang Hao's face turned pale as he looked at Zhao Ming, clearly recognizing him.
"Tang Hao, Haotian Douluo, long time no see," Zhao Ming said casually, finding a spot to sit down as he spoke to Tang Hao.
"Who are you? Why are you doing this?"
"Why? There's no why," Zhao Ming shook his head. "You've blocked my way, and you hurt me last time. I'm a person who holds grudges."
"Zhi'er, you can go now. I have something to discuss with him," Zhao Ming said to A Yin.
"Okay, Young Master. I'll wait outside," A Yin replied and stepped out.
"Fine, I might die, but what about A Yin? What have you done to her?" Tang Hao shouted hoarsely at Zhao Ming, blood spatters escaping his lips as he spoke.
"A Yin? Sorry, she's now called Zhi'er, and she's my maid," Zhao Ming replied playfully. "Oh, and she's a personal maid."
"YouโI'll kill you!" Tang Hao sat up in bed, startling Zhao Ming. But Tang Hao's actions were too slow in Zhao Ming's eyes. The medicine A Yin had given him was called Soul Dissipation Powder, which Zhao Ming had found in Hu Liena's ring. It could dispel a strong person's soul power for at least an hour.
Originally, such a drug wouldn't have much effect on a powerhouse like Tang Hao. However, today he had exhausted himself too much and had foolishly injured himself, severely damaging his meridians. As a result, the Soul Dissipation Powder penetrated through his damaged meridians and depleted all his soul power.
"Haotian Douluo, just go in peace. I'll take good care of A Yin. By the way, I remember you have a twin martial soul son, right? I'll have him come to keep you company soon." Zhao Ming said lightly, placing his hand on Tang Hao's forehead and striking down with great force. However, the physical resilience of a Title Douluo surprised him.
After striking down twice, Zhao Ming called A Yin back to help him truly finish Tang Hao off.
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