Aililan’s head felt like it was about to explode.
How did this turn into a chasing wife crematorium? And the main point is—Theresa isn’t even my wife!
“Theresa!”
Just thinking about the girl sobbing behind the door, Aililan couldn’t help but soften a little more and said, “Hurry and open the door! I can explain everything to you.”
Theresa took two steps back, her voice bitter. “Miss Aililan, what do you want from me? Do you feel like you haven’t humiliated me enough with your words?”
Aililan shot back, “So, in your heart, am I really such a vile person?”
Theresa: “I…”
Aililan continued, “Think about it carefully. If I really wanted to humiliate you, why wouldn’t I do it publicly and have you punished in front of everyone?”
Theresa: “Then why did you…”
Aililan said, “What if I told you I did it to protect you? Would you believe me?”
“You grew up in the Slums—you should know there are good people in this world, but there are also bad people.”
“Maybe, in your eyes, I seem all glamorous and dazzling, but even under sunlight, there are shadows. Bad people exist around me, too.”
Theresa was speechless.
Could she really have misunderstood Aililan?
“But didn’t you say…”
“I had my reasons. I put you down because I hoped to keep you safe.”
Aililan must have felt that wasn’t enough, so she added, “Theresa, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. There are stars in your eyes.”
Hell to Heaven.
Utter despair to utter joy.
Theresa’s mind froze for a moment. “You…are you serious? You’re not just making fun of me again, right?”
And then she started crying again.
“Wu—”
“Miss Aililan, I can’t tell, I really can’t tell anymore.”
Theresa was afraid that if she opened the door, Aililan’s friends would be waiting outside, and she’d be mocked and laughed at again.
But Aililan was so kind.
Theresa bit her lip and finally rested her hand on the doorknob.
Not for any other reason, but because Aililan had done so much for the Slums. There’s no way she’d go out of her way just to mess with her, right? And if that’s really the case…she’d accept it anyway.
‘Creak—’
The door opened.
“Theresa.”
Seeing the girl in front of her with her eyes swollen from crying, Aililan felt a pang of guilt.
“I’m sorry.”
Theresa shook her head. “You don’t have to be.”
Aililan took her hand. “Let’s not talk about that now. I’ll explain everything later. Come with me first!”
“Miss Aililan, I still don’t understand.”
“You don’t need to. Right now, all you need to do is trust me, okay?”
After a moment, Theresa finally nodded and whispered, “Okay.”
“Then come with me.”
“Is it really that urgent?”
“I don’t know. But I feel like you’re not safe here.”
“You…you’re worried about me?”
“Aiyou, is that important? That’s not the point! Theresa, don’t sweat the small stuff right now, okay?”
“Maybe it’s a small thing to you, but to me, it really matters.”
“Yes, yes, I’m worried about you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be running around in a panic to find you.”
When she heard that, Theresa—
She lowered her head in shame and embarrassment. She had doubted Miss Aililan, and…the way she’d been crying must be really embarrassing, right?
They stayed tangled up like this for a while.
Just as Theresa was about to say something to make up for it—
Suddenly.
Theresa’s expression changed. She was blind, but Heart’s Scales made her sense of good and evil incredibly keen—she could feel a terrifying killing intent rapidly approaching.
Her first thought: Aililan hadn’t lied to her.
Her second thought: Aililan was in danger.
“Miss Aililan, there’s…danger, approaching.” Theresa’s voice trembled as she spoke.
“What?”
“It’s terrifying. She’s strong.”
“Damn.” Aililan felt her scalp prickle.
Today she’d only offended Fina Nisi. Aililan couldn’t think of anyone else who would show up.
Don’t tell me Feng Aotian has really come for me? Especially right now, the situation was terrible—she’d rushed over without even bringing Renata, and there weren’t any Witnesses nearby. She couldn’t rely on her reputation for justice to hold anyone back.
In other words, there was no one around.
Even if she screamed until her throat was hoarse, it would be useless.
A shadow appeared a hundred meters away, radiating intense killing intent under the Moonlight.
Theresa yanked Aililan back inside the house. “Miss Aililan, is that the bad person you were talking about?”
Aililan’s back went cold. “Aren’t you able to sense good and evil? Just use your senses and you’ll know.”
But Theresa shook her head. “That person, in my perception, is chaos.”
Aililan fell silent.
Chaos fit Fina Nisi’s state. To that Feng Aotian, good and evil weren’t important—her entire existence revolved around those carnal matters.
To get Aililan, Fina Nisi would kill any enemy without hesitation.
To win other women’s affection, Fina Nisi could just as easily turn her blade on Aililan.
So Fina Nisi was chaotic, neutral—a person born and designed for that kind of nonsense.
‘Pat~’
‘Pat~’
Fina Nisi was approaching.
Each step weighed heavier on Aililan’s heart. Through the crack of the door, she saw Fina Nisi strolling under the Moonlight, face shifting through killing intent, anger, anticipation, disgust, amusement, and cruelty.
Aililan had no idea how a single person’s face could display so many complex and contradictory emotions, but on Fina Nisi, they appeared one after another.
It even made Aililan have a ridiculous thought: if Fina Nisi saw Theresa’s angelic face, yet another strange expression—‘adoration’—might appear among all those odd looks.
“Miss Aililan, I sense that person’s killing intent and anger. Why is she like this?”
“To protect you, I humiliated her in public. Looks like she’s here for revenge. I meant to take you away, but I lost track of time.”
“I also sense her anticipation, excitement, and disgust. Why? What is she expecting, why is she excited, and what is she disgusted by? How can such a twisted and bizarre person exist? I…I can’t accurately judge her, I…I’m really scared.”
Aililan gently stroked her, her voice soft. “I’m here!”
Aililan didn’t know if her reputation would be any help right now, but she had to rely on her silver tongue regardless. She took a deep breath, about to open the door.
But Theresa grabbed her, panic on her face. “No, you can’t go. The Scales have tipped too far—Heart’s Scales tells me that if you go, something bad will happen.”
Aililan sighed. “Things are already like this. Some things, some people—I have to face them.”
“Miss Aililan, that’s not what I meant.”
“Then what do you mean?”
“Let’s fight our way out!”
“Huh?”
“I’m serious—let’s break out! Heart’s Scales says we have a forty percent chance of success.”
Forty percent?
Are you kidding me?
That Feng Aotian, the blond with the strongest cheat ‘Ultimate Strike’—in Aililan’s mind, their odds of winning were almost zero, even if Theresa had the most powerful support skill from the game, ‘Judgement of the Scales’.
Wait!
‘Judgement of the Scales!’
Maybe there’s actually hope?
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