Xu Zhi checked on Yu Shenwei. Over the past few days, she had been conscious less and less often. It was not because her physical condition had worsened, but simply because she herself did not want to wake up or face reality.
Why did she not want to face it?
Naturally, because she had already begun to waver.
But that wavering was not strong enough. If she had to choose, she would still choose faith without hesitation. Perhaps she still needed an opportunity—one that would thoroughly throw her into uncertainty.
Xu Zhi intended to use the grudge between Huo Ze and the Acolyte to create that opportunity.
She fed the unconscious girl a little more blood. Even while unconscious, the moment Yu Shenwei caught the scent of her blood, she involuntarily tilted her head slightly toward Xu Zhi. Xu Zhi could not help but smile. "Why does it feel like you're getting a little addicted?"
That was not a good habit.
After withdrawing her finger, the tiny wound healed on its own after a while. Once it had healed, Xu Zhi patted Yu Shenwei's face and woke her from her unconsciousness, then deliberately opened the door and called Huo Ze over.
"Miss Xu, what is it?" Huo Ze asked, sounding confused. In all the days since then, Xu Zhi had never let Huo Ze stay in the same room as her and Yu Shenwei. Though she occasionally chatted with him, Huo Ze found talking with Xu Zhi mentally exhausting.
She always seemed to be implying something, always asking questions Huo Ze did not want to answer. Her topics also jumped around wildly. One second, they could be discussing how there had been quite a few Mutated Animals on the streets that day; the next, she would ask whether believers dated