Su Jiu: My Disguise is Blown?

"Na'er, why are you buying these things? Are you... planning to eat them yourself?"

Gu Yuena's mouth twitched, and she subconsciously maintained a two-meter safety distance from Na'er.

She knew Na'er liked to eat, but she never imagined that her own avatar would have such a unique, niche taste...

Tiger penis, deer penis, sheep penis, ox penis, horse penis... are these things even edible?

Facing Gu Yuena's blunt gaze, Na'er's cheeks instantly flushed crimson, her face suffused with shyness.

She hurriedly lowered her eyes, not daring to meet the gaze, her slender hands nervously clutching her skirt. So embarrassing...

Is that even a question one can answer?

"Tsk!"

"Na'er, why are you blushing?"

"Give me the black card; I'll browse on my own."

Gu Yuena knew that with Na'er's shy and soft nature, pressing further would yield no useful information.

Looking at this weak, disappointing avatar, she realized she couldn't rely on Na'er after all. Impatience and irritation surged in her heart.

Gu Yuena decided not to force it. She planned to wander around alone to vent, intending to max out Su Jiu's black card to get back at him for bewitching her avatar and leading her astray from her original purpose.

At the same time, she couldn't help but frown. Her grand, world-shaking plan was showing cracks, even signs of collapsing halfway through.

Gu Yuena's inner conviction began to waver, becoming increasingly hesitant and shaken.

A-Jiu, will the plan devised by the Dragon God's world-shaking wisdom actually succeed?

Dragon God: "..."

A-Jiu: It's a guaranteed failure.

Suddenly, Na'er took several sharp steps back, clutching the black card tightly to her chest to protect it.

Her entire body tensed up, and she became instantly alert, staring at Gu Yuena as if facing a formidable enemy.

"No! This was given to me by Brother Su, so it belongs to Na'er. I absolutely won't give it to you!"

Na'er's words immediately filled Gu Yuena with displeasure.

In her heart, it had always been: what is yours is mine, and what is mine remains only mine.

A mere avatar dared to defy her original self repeatedly. A flash of undisguised impatience and disgust flickered in her eyes.

She considered herself exceptionally tolerant toward Na'er, but that didn't mean Na'er could be this reckless, repeatedly talking back and defying her.

Such behavior was equivalent to taking her pride and dignity as the Silver Dragon King and trampling them underfoot.

"Na'er, remember your place!"

Gu Yuena's gaze was icy and piercing, her tone brooking no argument.

"You have always been nothing more than an expendable avatar. Your life, your everything, is decided by my whim. Don't think that just because Su Jiu is backing you, you can be willful and defy your original self, forgetting the inherent hierarchy between us!"

"Hmph!"

After dropping this chilling remark, Gu Yuena didn't spare Na'er another glance, nor did she intend to ask for the card again.

She lifted her chin slightly, letting her black ponytail sway behind her, and turned to walk straight into the depths of the bustling street, completely ignoring the distraught Na'er behind her.

Fragmented Heart

An avatar... expendable... forgetting my place... my life, controlled by someone else...

Na'er stood frozen in place, whispering Gu Yuena's heartless words over and over again.

The corners of her mouth still held a faint, forced arc, but that smile was filled with an irrepressible bitterness and helplessness.

Her small world shattered in that instant. A sharp, stabbing pain radiated from her chest, and even breathing felt suffocatingly sour.

Everything told her clearly that this was no nightmare, but a cold, cruel reality.

This feeling of being rejected by one's own flesh and blood, of having no place to stand—it was so painful, her heart ached so much...

Na'er's small body stumbled back uncontrollably until her back hit a corner, barely supporting her weak frame from collapsing to the ground.

She slowly raised her head. Her once-bright silver eyes were now devoid of color, hollow and dim. Her face was as pale as paper, drained of all vitality, as if her soul had been completely ripped away, leaving only a numb, helpless shell.

She slowly crouched down, wrapping her arms tightly around herself, curling into a ball. She tried with all her might to find that sliver of security she had craved her entire life but never possessed.

But all around her were the shouts of vendors, the praise and curses of diners, the haggling... the noise was deafening, almost drowning Na'er out.

Grievance, irritation, repression, inferiority, denial, indifference, numbness, hopelessness, anxiety, panic, bewilderment, loneliness, sorrow, misery, sadness, despair, misanthropy...

A torrent of negative emotions completely overwhelmed Na'er.

So, she had always been that expendable avatar, yet the obsession in her heart had always been to simply be herself.

She only wanted to be Na'er, to be a Na'er who could firmly control her own destiny and live freely—a Na'er completely independent of Gu Yuena, independent of the supreme Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena, belonging only to herself. She never wanted to be anyone's shadow, much less a puppet to be manipulated!

Success lies in the Silver Dragon King bloodline, and failure lies in the Silver Dragon King bloodline. This sentence was the cruelest nightmare of her life in the original story.

And this inherent, inescapable Silver Dragon King bloodline was also the thing she hated and loathed most in this life!

Large teardrops could no longer be held back, rolling down one after another along her long eyelashes. Drop by drop, the cold tears stained her collar, slowly soaking the clothes on her chest. Her thin, small figure looked so pitiful, enough to break anyone's heart.

At this moment, a heavy shadow suddenly descended from the sky, completely enveloping Na'er as she curled up in the corner. Even the last sliver of warm sunlight that had fallen upon her was entirely obscured and snatched away.

"Little girl, why are you crying again? If you ruin that pretty face with tears, your Brother Su here will be heartbroken..."

Na'er ignored the commotion, keeping her head buried deep between her knees. She remained lost in her own world, weeping so pitifully that it tugged at one's heartstrings.

Su Jiu felt utterly helpless. He had only just finished things with his wife Yao Zhu, and having caught a glimpse of Na'er's emotional breakdown through A-Jiu's vision, he had immediately pulled up his pants and rushed over.

He stepped forward, reached out, and gently pulled the helpless little crybaby into his arms, soothing her with soft whispers.

"Na'er, go ahead and cry. Once it's all out, it won't—"

Su Jiu: ???

Wait, he hadn't even finished his sentence, and Na'er had already stopped crying?

What the hell?

He saw Na'er, her eyes brimming with tears, staring straight into Su Jiu's ink-black pupils. With a look of resolve, she took a sharp breath and spoke with the determination of someone burning their bridges:

"Brother Su, you are A-Jiu, aren't you!"

"I..."

"Na'er doesn't want to hear lies, I only want the truth!"

Su Jiu maintained a look of concerned comfort on the surface, but his heart was churning with massive waves.

He remembered that in the original work, wasn't Na'er supposed to be a bit of a ditz? Was recognizing him and his skin-suit A-Jiu a move Na'er was actually capable of making?

Is this reasonable?

"Sigh~"

"Na'er, Su Jiu is A-Jiu, and A-Jiu is Su Jiu. I'm sorry, I've been deceiving you all this time by using A-Jiu's identity... it's really disgus—"

Na'er covered Su Jiu's mouth with her hand, shaking her head with a serious expression:

"Brother Su, Na'er doesn't hate you. On the contrary, I like you very much, not a bit less than Sister Leng does!"

"Do you know..."

Na'er choked back a sob and spoke softly, her sweet, soft voice tinged with the hoarseness of having cried.

"Everything I have was bestowed upon me by Gu Yuena. In the past, my world was clean and thin, lonely and desolate. In this vast world, there was originally only A-Jiu.

But later, I learned that A-Jiu was you, Brother Su.

The warmth and sincerity you brought me, I felt it all clearly.

When I am with you, I am truly so happy, so blissful.

It was you who let the lonely Na'er see the beauty of the world for the first time, and experience the gentleness and kindness of the human heart...

So... Na'er really, truly likes you."

"I like you too, Na'er..."

Su Jiu tightened his arms once more, shielding the small Na'er within his embrace.

"Na'er, do you trust me?"

"I do! How could a wife not trust her most beloved husband?"

"Na'er, I will help you become an independent and free Na'er, a Na'er who is no longer bound by the Silver Dragon Blood!"

Across the crowd, Gu Yuena saw this scene and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. After being lectured by A-Jiu just moments ago, she had finally realized her mistake.

Was Na'er not her own family, born from the same bloodline?

As an older sister, wasn't it only natural for Gu Yuena to dote on her younger sister?

However, when she saw Na'er smiling brightly in Su Jiu's arms, she found herself feeling a twinge of envy toward Na'er...