I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 976 976. True Name
Xia Feng couldn't see Ke Yanqing's eyes, but he could vaguely sense a fleeting chill.

He remained calm, tilting his head slightly while seated in his wheelchair, and asked softly with a hint of confusion, "Sister Qing, what's wrong?"

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The boy's concerned tone made Ke Yanqing's murderous gaze pause. She raised the umbrella, revealing her full face, her expression softening. Her cool, gentle eyes stared at him quietly, and she smiled faintly, "It's alright. You were frightened yesterday, and I was just worried about you."

As she spoke, she walked behind Xia Feng and pushed the wheelchair toward the bathroom.

Meanwhile, she continued to observe her surroundings out of the corner of her eye and indeed found no trace of the assassin's body.

Could it be that the assassins sent by Kovis haven't arrived yet?
Or perhaps, he was instantly killed by Conan, and his body was destroyed to cover his tracks.

Conan, who was frail and sickly since childhood, could not possibly have such strength.

Therefore, if the second possibility is true, it undoubtedly means that Conan is indeed a being under the influence of the karmic force of the Calamity, and that Conan is not his own brother.

Heh~ Isn't he my own younger brother?
Ke Yanqing lowered her indifferent eyes, which concealed a hint of madness, and her gaze returned to its cool and gentle state. Just then, the boy in the wheelchair turned his head and looked up.

Although the upper half of the face is covered by a black mask, one can imagine its handsome features just by looking at the outline of the lower half.

Ke Yanqing recalled for a moment and suddenly realized that she couldn't remember her younger brother's exact appearance. It seemed that her younger brother had been wearing a mask since childhood because of his disfigurement.

The causal relationship of the calamity will not change appearance or age. In other words, the true appearance of the person in front of you is indeed like this, except that at most the hair color and physical health have changed.

It has to be said, this is really... Ke Yanqing pressed her delicate hands on the shoulders of the boy in the wheelchair, increasing the pressure.

"Sister Qing? Does it hurt?" Xia Feng sensed something was wrong, but still spoke in a frightened tone.

Moreover, what is this woman doing pushing herself into the bathroom?
"Come on, Xiao Nan, take off your shirt." A cool, soft voice whispered in her ear, and behind her, a pair of slender hands touched her lower abdomen, pulling up the hem of her shirt.

"?!" Xia Feng was completely bewildered. "Sister Qing, what are you doing?"

“Those maids are not very efficient. Sister Qing happens to have some free time, so she can help you clean up your body.”

Seriously, girl, don't you have any sense of boundaries at all?
Besides, there's a plague breaking out outside right now! Aren't you, a dignified maid, going to do nothing about it?! Xia Feng felt a chill run down her spine, and she increasingly felt that something was wrong.

In the memories fabricated by Huojin Rules, Ke Yanqing was never that close to him.

Before Xia Feng could even think about it, his upper body had already been stripped naked.

Ke Yanqing carried him and walked straight into the bathtub that was already filled with water. Her cheongsam quickly clung to the curves of her calves as it soaked in water, and her pert buttocks pressed into an alluring arc at the edge of the armrest. She slowly slid down until half of her body was submerged in the water.

Xia Feng didn't understand what was wrong with her and was unsure whether to resist. While he hesitated, he was already lying in the arms of the woman in the cheongsam.

"Relax." A soft command sounded in his ear, and Xia Feng's mind went blank for a moment. For some reason, his whole body really relaxed and went limp, and the back of his head sank into the misty green mountains.

Two slender hands caressed his chest, their cool, soft fingertips sliding down like a brush sketching a misty landscape on a painting.

"Ah~" A warm, ambiguous breath brushed against her ear, and the ethereal sound seemed to come from a distant fairyland, making one's mind wander.
"Tell your sister, what's your real name?"

In a house somewhere, the lights were dim.

A tall figure stood with his hands behind his back in front of the French windows. His subordinates strode in behind him, speaking in a deep voice:
"Young Master, the Lady Maid has suddenly returned to the courtyard!"

The man wore a dark black overcoat draped over his shoulders, over which he wore a white British-style shirt, the buttons casually undone. His handsome face was styled with slicked-back hair, and his gentle eyes were calm and indifferent. Upon hearing his subordinate's report, he frowned slightly, but showed no sign of urgency.

I thought I could take advantage of the chaos to get rid of that disabled younger brother, then set up the scene and conveniently pin the blame on Tianci Zai Du.

This decision was made on the spur of the moment, without much careful planning.

But it seems that Sister Qing learned of this almost instantly, which clearly indicates that Sister Qing had planted a spy by his side.

Hehe~ He doesn't mind Ke Yanqing extending her reach into his sphere of influence, after all, doesn't that just show that Sister Qing cares about him?

But concern alone is far from enough.

He was number one in every aspect, and was always far ahead of his peers in Generation VIII of Plantagenet.

Now he is about to become a Venerable One. At least for someone his age, such a rapid rate of attainment is something that almost no one, even among the super geniuses of the past few generations, has achieved.

His first Dao Fruit was extremely powerful, but it brought with it various obstacles to the conditions for becoming a Venerable One.

The biggest obstacle is overcoming one's inner demons.

His feelings for Sister Qing had long since transcended the boundaries of siblings, filled with an immoral possessiveness. Unfortunately, Sister Qing always treated him only as a younger brother, which caused him to develop inner demons.

In an attempt to overcome his inner demons, he sought a different path, hoping to find someone with a similar temperament to Sister Qing as a replacement. Unfortunately, the strong intervention of the Elemental Church prevented them from even meeting, and the marriage proposal failed.

But it doesn't matter, he has now found a way to make Sister Qing willing to let go of Lund and accept him.

As for that daughter of the minor noble family, it was her loss that she didn't know how to seize this immense favor.

Kovis tapped his knuckles lightly against the windowpane, pondering for a moment.

As for being discovered by Ke Yanqing to be an assassin he sent, it's not a big deal. Anyway, it's not like he didn't do it before eight years ago.

Kovis recalled that when he tried to assassinate Conan eight years ago, Sister Qing seemed to have only given him an angry scolding and told him to reflect on his mistakes behind closed doors, which was not a big deal.

After all, both are equally dear to her. Although Sister Qing appears decisive, she is actually indecisive and will not go to extremes until she reaches the limit.

What's more, he was her most beloved younger brother. Kovis smiled, turned around, and said, "Let's go, Sister Qing should call me over to receive my punishment."

"But, young master, the disaster is still spreading outside, and the resistance of the various military units has not yielded any effective results."

"It's alright. After all, it's time to go see my good-for-nothing brother."

"Ah~~" A warm, intimate breath brushed against his ear, a soft hand gently caressing his chest. Xia Feng's dark eyes were filled with confusion, his head sinking back as if being pulled into an abyss by the enchanting words. 'Tell me, sister, what's your real name?'

Feeling lost and confused, I wanted to reveal my real name.

Of course, more than anything, he wanted to laugh. Xia Feng really wanted to laugh; this foolish maid actually dared to cast an illusion on someone whose spiritual power had reached the divine realm?
“My real name is Conan,” Xia Feng said blankly. Ke Yanqing was taken aback. She had risked everything to get this person’s real name, but it seemed that she had guessed wrong.
Is he really her younger brother? Ke Yanqing was momentarily stunned, and then asked, "Sister Qing, why are you asking me this?"

The boy in her arms, puzzled, murmured softly, then suddenly turned around, pressed her wrists down to her head, and looked down at her.

Her hair was styled with a wooden hairpin, and her dark strands clung to her lips. Her cool, beautiful eyes, still lost in a daze, grew even more vacant and listless. Her whole body relaxed, and her red lips opened and closed mechanically.
(End of this chapter)