When a person saw that hope was right in front of them, yet they couldn't find the stairs to it, they'd panic.
Sikong Sa was currently in such a situation.
In his heart, regardless of whether it was real or fake, he wanted to see for himself.
However, Fei Qi was dumbfounded when he heard Sikong Sa's request.
Since when did he have a glass coffin in his house?
Wasn't he just looking for trouble?
Apparently, the two of them had almost fought over this matter. In the end, Sikong Sa had forcefully searched Fei Qi's house.
Reality proved it.
Fei Qi really did have a glass coffin.
Fei Qi couldn't even explain himself. He had no idea where this glass coffin had come from.
However, Sikong Sa believed that Fei Qi was trying to use this to threaten him, and their partnership fell apart.
Before the vampires could settle their external strife, another internal strife arose.
Fei Qi seemed to have given up a lot of power, but in reality, he still had a lot.
Hence, when the two sides clashed, it was fifty-fifty. Neither side had the upper hand.
Shi Sheng, the proper vampire king, still hadn't made a move.
After some thought, they realized it was normal. Although she was the vampire king, she didn't have the slightest bit of power.
Most people understood that it was difficult for two hands to fight four fists.
Hence, some of the vampires who were originally neutral slowly began to take sides.
The internal strife had begun.
However, what they didn't know was that the vampire king, whom they didn't think highly of, had played many dirty tricks in the dark for this civil war to happen.
This war lasted for half a year, and in the end, Sikong Sa emerged victorious.
All authority in the vampire race was now in Sikong Sa's hands. All of the vampires had chosen to forget about Shi Sheng.
Sikong Sa had also learned of the resurrection method from other sources.
"Sikong, you haven't had a good rest these past few days. Sleep early." Ai Wei couldn't help but call out to him when she saw him standing by the bed.
"You sleep first," Sikong Sa replied without turning his head. Then, he left the room.
"Sikong …"
Ai Wei watched as Sikong Sa left without any hesitation. Her hands tightened around the covers.
Sikong Sa left the room and went to the basement. There was plenty of light down there. In one of the rooms in the basement, there was an ice coffin.
A mummified corpse lay inside. One could vaguely make out that it was wearing a Qing-dynasty qipao.
Sikong Sa looked at the mummified corpse in the ice coffin with a gentle gaze. He reached out and traced the mummified corpse's face on the ice coffin. "We will be able to meet soon."
Sikong Sa stayed in the basement for quite a while before returning to his room.
Ai Wei had already fallen asleep. Sikong Sa stood at the head of the bed, his eyes fixed on Ai Wei.
It was only when the sky outside began to brighten that he calmly lay down on the bed, held Ai Wei in his arms, and closed his eyes.
The next day, not long after Sikong Sa left the castle, someone came looking for Ai Wei.
Seeing Ai Qiang with a broken arm, Ai Wei's expression turned ugly. Her eyes were filled with anger and resentment.
This second uncle of hers hadn't stood by her side at all when Sikong Sa and Fei Qi were fighting. Instead, he'd fought with Fei Qi against them.
In the end, he even wanted to kidnap her to threaten Si Kong.
Ai Qiang's face was bitter. "Xiao Wei, I know you hate me, but I'm doing this for my family."
"You're only doing this for your own benefit." He wanted to have the right to speak amongst the vampire hunters, not because of some family.
Ai Qiang's expression became serious. "Xiao Wei, no matter what you think, Second Uncle, I'm here today to tell you something."
Ai Wei felt some resistance in her heart. Her intuition told her not to listen.
However, her body didn't budge an inch.
… …
That night, Sikong Sa returned. When he saw Ai Wei sitting alone in her room in a daze, his gaze darkened. A trace of a smile appeared on his face before he walked over.
He hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. "I'm sorry. I've wronged you these past few days."
Ai Wei's body trembled involuntarily, her face instantly turning deathly pale.
Sikong Sa stood behind her, so he couldn't see her expression. However, he could feel her body's reaction.
"What's wrong?"
Ai Wei resisted the trembling and forced back the tears in her eyes. She shook her head. "It's nothing. Too many things have happened recently. I'm a little …"
As if she couldn't finish her sentence, she lowered her head and began to cry.
Sikong Sa frowned slightly, but he didn't think much of it. He turned to face her and hugged her, comforting her in a low voice.
"It's all in the past. Everything's fine now."
Ai Wei grabbed Sikong Sa's clothes, her fingertips digging into her flesh through the fabric.
'Is it all in the past?
No. '
Sikong Sa realized that Ai Wei had been acting a little strange these past few days. He couldn't help but feel worried. 'Time's almost up. We mustn't make any mistakes in the next few days.'
He sent someone to keep an eye on Ai Wei. If it had been the past, Ai Wei might not have noticed, but ever since Ai Qiang had told her those things, she'd started paying attention.
This discovery caused her heart to turn cold.
She had no choice but to believe Ai Qiang's words.
However, there was still a sliver of hope in her heart. That sliver of hope had prevented her from tearing apart that final layer of paper with Sikong Sa.
July 15th.
This was the time of the year when the Yin Qi was at its heaviest.
"Xiao Wei, I'll take you to see something." Sikong Sa still looked at Ai Wei tenderly, as if she was the woman he loved the most.
The last bit of warmth in Ai Wei's eyes dissipated.
Her face stiffened as she nodded. Her voice was hoarse. "Okay."
Sikong Sa brought Ai Wei to a mountaintop. The moon hung high in the sky like a jade plate. Clear and bright moonlight spilled onto the ground, coating it with layers of silver frost.
Ai Wei's eyes were covered, and there was only darkness in front of her. Just like that, she walked step by step into a place where there was no light.
"Why?" Ai Wei's voice was extremely soft. It was somewhat scattered by the mountain breeze.
But Sikong Sa still heard it.
He paused, and the two of them stopped at the same time. "You already know."
"Why?!" Ai Wei tore off the black cloth covering her eyes and screamed hysterically, "Why did you lie to me?!"
Her voice was carried far away by the wind in the dark mountains, startling the birds in the forest. The flapping of their wings added a bit of gloominess to the atmosphere.
The gentleness on Sikong Sa's face disappeared, replaced by indifference. "Because I need you."
"But I'm innocent …" Ai Wei's voice carried a hint of pleading. "Sikong … I'm innocent. I like you so much. Why are you doing this to me?"
Sikong Sa looked at Ai Wei coldly, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Like me? If you like me, then why did you go find Zuo Lie behind my back? "
Ai Wei's voice came to an abrupt halt, her eyes filled with panic.
Sikong Sa took two steps forward and wrapped his fingers around Ai Wei's neck. "Did you think I didn't know? I couldn't tell that you liked me that much. "
"No … I …" She had indeed gone to find Zuo Lie, but he wasn't even willing to see her.
Intense hatred suddenly burst forth from Sikong Sa's eyes. "What's more … you're the daughter of my enemy. Today's situation is all your mother's fault."
"What are you talking about …"
'What enemy's daughter?'
*
'Hahaha, it's starting to torture the female lead.
After torturing the female lead, it's time to torture Sikong Sa.
One by one, they won't be able to escape.
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