C9 Sixth Master Arrived

"What are you doing?" The Second Concubine screamed in terror, her eyes wide as she stared at the pale, delicate hand tightening around her neck.

The hand looked so white, so soft, yet so slender, but it gave the Second Concubine a chilling sense of impending doom, as if a ghostly hand was claiming her life. The fear was overwhelming.

She trembled uncontrollably, momentarily forgetting to resist.

"Look at you, Second Concubine. It's only been a few days, and you're already acting like a stranger. I just noticed that pearl necklace around your neck looks familiar," Yuvyuv suddenly smiled, her slender fingers lightly brushing the Second Concubine's neck.

Those cool fingertips seemed to inadvertently graze the artery in her neck. Yuvyuv's amber eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty greed.

Blood, fresh and metallic, was Yuvyuv's favorite scent in her past life. The smell of blood excited her, bringing a momentary calm to her restless spirit.

A strange red glint flickered in Yuvyuv's eyes as her slender fingers tightened again around the Second Concubine's neck, slowly squeezing.

"Uh, uh, uh, help, help!" The Second Concubine's face turned a purplish-red, struggling to breathe, her terrified eyes meeting the eerie face of the young girl before her.

It was like a demon from hell.

The Second Concubine felt she was about to die. The girl in front of her was not normal, as if possessed, and it was terrifying. This girl was going to strangle her like a vengeful spirit.

She quickly sensed the unnatural terror, feeling the icy fingertips digging into the veins of her neck.

This girl is going to bleed her out. She’s going to die.

The Second Concubine had never been so terrified. She could genuinely feel the cold breath of death looming over her. She wanted to scream for help, but her throat felt blocked, dry, and her whole body was chilled to the bone.

This girl is crazy, she thought. In broad daylight, she’s actually trying to bleed me out, to kill me. The Second Concubine felt the despair of impending death, her eyes slowly starting to bulge.

In that suffocating moment, suddenly, a tall man appeared. His broad hand, warm and reassuring, wrapped around the slender, pale hands that were gripping the Second Concubine’s neck.

The man’s clear, calm voice whispered near the girl’s ear, “Hey, sweetheart, listen to me, let go.”

Yuvyuv snapped awake. The red in her eyes, the bloodlust, was quickly fading. Maybe it was the familiar voice in her ear, or the scent of the man’s familiar cologne, or perhaps it was an instinctive obedience to someone she couldn’t resist.

Yuvyuv was now fully awake. She blinked her cold eyes, hiding the tremor beneath them. Realizing she had fallen into the bloodthirsty trance from her past life, a psychological disorder once called "blood demon syndrome" by experts, she felt a pang in her heart. Her small frame was rigid and cold, barely holding it together.

Inside, a voice silently screamed, “This shouldn’t be happening. I had it under control. Why did the syndrome return?”

Yuvyuv’s slender fingers dug coldly into her palm, drawing blood. She seemed oblivious to the pain, feeling only the chill that made her yearn for a familiar warmth.

Suddenly, she was pulled into a broad, warm chest that felt familiar from another life. "There, there, sweetheart. You must be tired. Let me take you inside to rest."

Feeling weightless, Ye Yuvyuv fell into the man's strong embrace. Her eyelids grew heavy, and for a moment, she forgot to resist.

The man held her securely, walking steadily and with a cool demeanor into the Ye family living room, under the astonished gaze of the Second Concubine.

"Mr. Huo!" someone exclaimed in surprise from within the living room.