“Then why not stay tonight? I can help you—ah!” QingWu smirked mischievously, but her words were cut off by a sudden sharp pain in her waist. Her eyes flared with anger. “Xiao Chenyuan, you’re doing this on purpose!” Xiao Chenyuan glanced at her coolly. “Although I trust you, precautions must still be taken. I fear being too close to you might drain my vitality.” QingWu pretended to bite him, but Xiao Chenyuan yanked the cloak over her head again and left without another word. As the sound of the door closing echoed, QingWu pulled the cloak off and chuckled. “One day, I’ll drain all your vitality!” she muttered with mock ferocity. The Judgement's brush chimed in with a tsk. “Vitality is nothing compared to the delicious energy of his malice. Next time, linger longer—I barely had a chan

