Lin An Questioned Shadow Brake After She Forcefully Kissed Him: "Why Are You So Skilled at This?!"

Shadow Brake nodded without saying anything.

Her gaze fell on Lin An's lips.

Those thin, pale pink lips were slightly red and swollen at the moment.

There was even a faint bite mark at the corner of his mouth.

Her blood-red pupils contracted for an instant, like a precision instrument locking onto its target.

Noticing her gaze, Lin An subconsciously raised a hand to touch the corner of his mouth, then waved it off.

"Nothing serious. Just some brat."

He turned and walked toward the bed, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness.

"You should head back and get some rest too. You worked hard today."

There was no response behind him.

Lin An reached the bedside and was about to pull back the covers.

A bone-piercing chill suddenly shot up his back.

He abruptly turned around.

Shadow Brake was still standing where she had been.

Those blood-red pupils stared straight at him, churning with a darkness he had never seen before.

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out across Lin An's back.

Purification.

He had not purified her in a long time.

These past few days, he had been busy dealing with Gu Yue, busy getting close to Leng Yaozhu, busy preparing for the promotion match—he had completely forgotten about it.

The Rakshasa God's remnant soul contained the most extreme hatred and malice in the world.

Even after being cleansed and reshaped, those dark instincts carved deep into her soul had never truly disappeared.

"Shadow Brake?"

His voice carried a cautious note of probing as he subconsciously took half a step back.

"Are you... okay? Have too many negative emotions built up? I'll give you—"

Before he could finish, Shadow Brake moved.

Before the hem of her moon-white cheongsam had even settled, she had already appeared in front