Urban Wolf King

Hearing Wang Yan's voice full of vigor, not at all like someone poisoned, Catwoman Xiaojie was stunned.

She quickly raised her head to look at Wang Yan and saw him standing there with a rosy complexion, not at all like someone injured.

Catwoman Xiaojie hurriedly looked around and saw Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting standing unscathed beside Wang Yan. Even Lin Hai and the others had no injuries at all.

Catwoman Xiaojie froze, clinging tightly to Wang Yan, with both hands holding onto his back.

Catwoman Xiaojie immediately started feeling around Wang Yan's back with her hands, searching for the dagger.

However, after feeling around Wang Yan's entire back for a long time, she couldn't find the dagger.

Catwoman Xiaojie asked blankly, "Where's the dagger?"

Wang Yan said, "Let me go, and I'll tell you."

Upon hearing this, Catwoman Xiaojie noticed she was holding Wang Yan tightly, with their bodies fully pressed against each other, no gaps at all, her ample chest firmly pressed against Wang Yan's.

Catwoman Xiaojie's face flushed, and she quickly stepped back a few steps, moving away from Wang Yan.

As she moved back, she quickly looked to her waist and saw nothing where the dagger usually rested; indeed, the dagger wasn't on her.

Moreover, the dagger wasn't on Wang Yan's back, but Catwoman Xiaojie clearly remembered pulling it out and stabbing forward.

Seeing Catwoman Xiaojie's confused expression, Wang Yan pointed to a nearby large tree and said, "Your dagger is there."

Catwoman Xiaojie turned her head and saw her dagger embedded in the tree trunk, at a height level with Wang Yan's back.

Moreover, Catwoman Xiaojie remembered this tree being lush, but now it appeared withered, leaves yellow and the tree dead.

"The dagger indeed is poisoned." Seeing the tree's state, Catwoman Xiaojie immediately understood that the dagger was poisoned, and she quickly looked at Snake Soul.

At this moment, Snake Soul was also standing there dumbfounded, his expression almost mirroring hers, as if just waking from a dream.

After a long pause, Snake Soul turned his head to Xiahou Que, angrily asking, "What did I just do?"

Xiahou Que said, "Just now you suddenly laughed loudly and said some things about Wang Yan being dead... It was like talking to yourself, with only Xiaojie responding to you. The rest of us had no idea what you were talking about."

Upon hearing this, Snake Soul's face darkened, and he rushed to Xiahou Que, raising his hand to slap him angrily, "Bastard, knowing I was talking to myself, you still didn't wake me up. Do you deserve to live?"

Xiahou Que quickly covered his face, not daring to say a word, although angrily muttering to himself, "Whether I spoke or not, I get hit; I must be really unlucky today."

Snake Soul turned around, glaring at Wang Yan, and said, "Did you use your Eye of Bewitchment on me again?"

Snake Soul's question was the same one Catwoman Xiaojie wanted to ask.

Wang Yan glanced at Snake Soul, then at Catwoman Xiaojie, calmly saying, "That's right, I used the Eye of Bewitchment. What you both saw was an illusion."

Snake Soul shook his head, saying, "How is that possible? How could you know Catwoman wanted to kill you?"

Catwoman Xiaojie's eyes remained fixed on Wang Yan, and hearing Snake Soul's words, she nodded, looking towards Wang Yan.

Wang Yan, ignoring Snake Soul, turned towards Catwoman Xiaojie and said, "Xiaojie, I've known your intent since you came to the school. You didn't act, so I didn't expose you. Through our interactions, I realized your heart isn't bad and deep inside you are kind, so I gave you this chance."

"Gave me a chance?" Catwoman Xiaojie mumbled.

Wang Yan's expression turned serious, nodding, "Indeed, if you had killed me without hesitation this time, you would be just like Snake Soul, and we would be enemies."

"And now?" Catwoman Xiaojie felt her heartbeat quicken.

"Though you tried to kill me, you later protected me, offsetting good and bad. Thus, you're not my enemy, but not my friend either. Please leave."

Hearing Wang Yan's "not an enemy" and "not a friend" and then "please leave," Catwoman Xiaojie felt her heart shattering.

Tears instantly filled her eyes, blurring her vision. She shook her head, a pained expression overtaking her face as she took two steps forward, hoarsely saying, "No... I'm your friend—"

Before she could finish, Ouyang Feiting immediately blocked her way towards Wang Yan.

"Someone who stabs Wang Yan in the back isn't worthy of being his friend. Leave, or I won't be polite."

Ouyang Feiting glared coldly at Catwoman Xiaojie.

Catwoman Xiaojie wanted to explain, but saw Wang Yan had already turned away, not looking at her.

Seeing Wang Yan's back, Catwoman Xiaojie's heart suddenly ached.

Just moments ago, Wang Yan had turned his back to her, a sign of his greatest trust, which she had betrayed.

Her dagger hadn't pierced Wang Yan's back but the bond between them.

Some things are not cherished while possessed and become precious once lost.

Perhaps from now on, Wang Yan would never trust her again, never showing his back to her.

With this thought, Catwoman Xiaojie's tears flowed like a flood, unstoppable.

"I was wrong!"

"I really was wrong!"

"I must pay for my recklessness!"

"I'm not worthy of being Wang Yan's friend!"

Catwoman Xiaojie's heart echoed with these painful cries, as if it were being torn apart.

Feeling she no longer had the face to stand before Wang Yan or speak to him, Catwoman Xiaojie turned away, covering her face and sobbing, quickly disappearing beyond the valley.

After Catwoman Xiaojie's departure, Snake Soul was furious. Pointing at Wang Yan, he shouted, "Wang Yan, don't be so arrogant. Until now, I've been holding back, but now, I won't spare you. I'm going to use my Second Soul Skill!"

Watching Catwoman Xiaojie's departure, Wang Yan also felt a slight loss inside. He raised his head to look at Snake Soul, coldly saying, "A scoundrel like you only harms others by existing. Since you're using the Second Soul Skill, let's use it to decide life and death."