Death Threat

That said.

Fei Mi's gaze settled on Shen Yi.

Given Wen Ke'er's current state, even if she remained by Murong Xue's side and recovered, she would still be far from Shen Yi's match.

Her earlier utterly crushed state was proof enough.

Unless she fully recovered or obtained a physical body, Wen Ke'er had no chance of posing a threat to Shen Yi.

More importantly, Shen Yi and Wen Ke'er had signed a contract, and its terms were overwhelmingly favorable to Shen Yi.

With the contract's restraints, even if Wen Ke'er regained a physical form and recovered her strength, violating it would lead only to the exhaustion of her soul.

It could be said—

From the moment the contract was signed, Wen Ke'er's life had been completely bound to Shen Yi, while Shen Yi suffered no negative effects whatsoever.

"You."

"Do you have anything to explain?"

Shen Yi nodded and looked at Wen Ke'er.

Hearing Fei Mi rule out the worst possibility, the heavy feeling around Shen Yi immediately faded considerably.

Murong Xue, standing nearby, relaxed as well.

Although she did not know exactly what had happened, Shen Yi's serious expression and the grave atmosphere from before had kept her from daring to say a single word.

Sometimes, playing dumb was the greatest wisdom.

"Ah—"

"That really hurts my feelings..."

Wen Ke'er's face was pale.

The blow Shen Yi had dealt her soul earlier was very real. Just that seemingly simple grip, combined with her instinctive resistance, had consumed enough energy that she would not be able to move about freely in the outside world for at least fifteen days!

That was something she had never managed even after following Sti for so long.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Shen Yi remained expressionless.

His actions just now had indeed been somewhat direct, but