Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Chen Ming was surprised. Da Dong was only one or two years old, yet he could fight against an old... beautiful girl like A Fu? He was indeed the most talented sword immortal.

Afu nodded and said—

"That should be the case, but..."

Everyone looked at the body that looked exactly like Lü Bu and was filled with doubt.

Dong Yi said—

"It's just that my hair and eyes are different colors."

"Is it someone related to Lü Bu?"

Chen Ming frowned, then waved his hand and said—

"Forget it, you guys can ask Lu Bu about it when you have time. Let's take her back first."

"That's the only way."

Afu placed the life talisman on the red-haired woman's forehead, and her pale skin slowly came to life, regaining its color.

Lucifer sensed the change; it seemed this thing was nurturing the living corpse, making her immortal.

If it was intentionally nurtured, then someone must be looking after her, or waiting for a certain opportunity to take her out. So... now that she's lost, someone should take action after a while.

Lucifer squinted.

Chen Ming, supporting Miss Angel, said—

"Let's go back first. I guess your sister is worried too."

Cerberus twitched his nose, looked towards the end of the road, and said—

"My sister is here."

Chen Ming looked over and, sure enough, saw his sister, who was panting heavily from running.

He tilted his head, looked at Dong Yi, and asked—

Why didn't you bring your sister with you before?

"Why did you bring your sister along? Fighting is very dangerous."

Dong Yi rolled her eyes at him.

"That's true."

Chen Ming nodded.

Despite the danger, her sister rushed over. Seeing the mess around her, her heart clenched, and she only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was safe and sound.

My sister said—

"I was really worried, so I came to check on things."

"How dangerous!"

Chen Ming reached out a hand and stroked his sister's flaxen hair, saying—

"Don't do that again."

"You shouldn't do this."

My sister pretended to be angry, put one hand on her hip and tapped his forehead with the other, saying—

"If you do anything dangerous again, I'm going to spank you."

"???"

Chen Ming couldn't help but think that his sister was serious. He couldn't help but think back to when they were little. Although his sister doted on him, she was also very naughty and had hit him a few times.

It's a vivid memory from my childhood.

I couldn't help but shrink my head back.

He mumbled—

"No, let's not. He's such a grown man, it's too embarrassing to spank him."

“…” “…”

Dongyi and Afu looked at him with indescribable expressions as they listened to his words. So you do know how shameful you are? Then why were you so happy spanking others?

Is it okay to hit others, but not to get hit yourself?

They've always been hypocritical.

Afu couldn't help but touch her pert buttocks, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Dong Yi retorted directly—

"He deserves to be hit. He's always bullying others. Sister, you have to teach him a lesson."

"..."

Chen Ming made up his mind that he would find an opportunity to slap Dong on the buttocks. Taking advantage of the many people around, he jumped around and ran around, not knowing that when no one was around, he would still have to call for his good husband to beg for mercy.

"Alright, alright, let's go back now."

Chen Ming changed the subject, saying—

"It's time to go back and cook. We also need to offer sacrifices to the moon and eat mooncakes tonight."

Eating delicious food and gathering with family—that's the joy of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ideally, he'd be nestled in his wife's arms, with his maid, Afu, feeding him grapes…

Yes, I'm being taken care of very comfortably.

This is probably what "a gentle haven" means.

Chen Ming was already looking forward to it.

The group hurried home in high spirits.

……

……

In the dense forest, in a large pit, lay a girl in black, her face pale, with a trace of blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Scattered around him were various black metal fragments, which were fragments of the exoskeleton system.

The external injuries were still shocking to behold.

Her internal injuries were beyond saving, and the backlash from desperately using her abilities, along with the scorching flames, had left her body in a state of disarray.

Witches can die too.

She opened her eyes, her gray pupils slowly dimming, gazing at the blue sky, the scene constantly blurring.

"Boss..."

In the end, I still couldn't find you even once.

It's strange. The Boss clearly stated from the beginning that he was just a toy for her, to be discarded when she got tired of him, without the slightest hesitation...

however……

Why can't I let go...?

A single, glistening tear rolled down the tailor's cheek.

Everything in front of me turned into a white blur.

……

stomping on...

A white-haired girl slowly emerged from the shadows, her blue vertical pupils staring at the tailor at the bottom of the pit, her brows slightly furrowed.

He slowly walked to her side and looked down into her colorless eyes.

"……Fool."

It was almost a soft sigh.

"You're not exactly a combatant, so why do you always meddle in these other people's business?"

In the end, you'll only end up battered and bruised, and no one will know what you did or how much you sacrificed, not even a word of thanks.

If someone originally intended to become a hero, that would be one thing, but to not even want this empty fame is truly... foolish.

The white-haired girl looked at her, gently squatted down, and looked at her face.

"...It's better not to die. Although I've said it so many times, no one is allowed to break my toys."

She stretched out her palm and gently stroked the tailor's forehead.

Om-!

The array in the tailor's eyes lit up again, and blue lines spread out from the pattern on the back, reaching every part of his body and repairing the damaged limbs.

clack clack...

The bones emitted a teeth-grinding sound; it was the sound of rapid repair.

Granulation grew rapidly at the wound site, and in less than half a minute, all the wounds were completely healed. His body seemed to have been reset to its state before the battle, completely unharmed.

The white-haired girl smiled and said—

"Alright, wake up, little tailor. Our game of hide-and-seek continues."

……

……

The tailor suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the equally blue sky, she raised her hand to look at herself, and her body had fully recovered.

"...Boss?"

She sat up and looked around.

But the white-haired girl was nowhere to be found.

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