It was hard to say whether Cen Yao did it on purpose.
Xie Zhouxing lay on the floor, not moving for a long time.
He was covered in monster flesh and slime from head to toe. Dark green and dark purple fluids dripped down his golden curls, streaking across his face.
That purple nodule was still hanging from his hair, trembling slightly with every breath he took.
He didn't look like a player at all. Instead, he looked like a dirty chocolate bun that someone had just fished out of a trash can.
Cen Yao stood nearby, uncharacteristically refraining from rushing him.
In any case, she had already dealt with those two monsters.
In this corridor, let alone ordinary monsters, even if another one like those two showed up, she was confident she could protect herself.
In a way, being by her side was currently the safest place in the entire dungeon.
Ignoring him, Cen Yao opened her player panel.
She wanted to check Zhu Lingxi and Pei Tinglan's locations.
Cen Yao tapped on the map with her fingertip.
Two glowing dots representing her teammates floated quietly not far away.
She spotted Zhu Lingxi first.
Zhu Lingxi's position was further north than hers, and she was currently moving this way along a narrow passage.
Pei Tinglan was on the other side.
Although his route was a bit more winding, he was also heading toward Cen Yao's location.
Cen Yao stared at the map for a moment.
The two of them seemed to have already met and were currently making their way to meet up with her.
Cen Yao couldn't sit still anymore. She closed the panel and turned to look at Xie Zhouxing, who was still sitting on the floor.
“Xie Zhouxing, are you still not ready?”
Xie Zhouxing was raising his hand, trying to pluck the nodule from his hair.
Hearing her urge him, his movements paused.
“How could I be ready?”
He said weakly, “Not a single part of my body is uninjured, and I'm so dirty. I have absolutely no motivation.”
Cen Yao blanked for a second.
“Ah?”
“Did I not heal you?”
Xie Zhouxing practically bolted upright like a dying man suddenly revived. “What on earth?!”
“You can heal people too?!”
Cen Yao blinked.
For the first time, Xie Zhouxing widened his lifeless eyes.
Even though he couldn't see, the shock on his face at that moment was so glaringly obvious that even Cen Yao could easily read it.
At this moment, the live stream bullet chat went absolutely wild with laughter.
[Hahahahahahaha! Lady Witch is so cute!]
[Lady Witch: Oops, I suddenly remembered there's still someone I haven't healed.]
[I feel like Lady Witch is even stronger this time! She didn't even use a wand!]
[I noticed that too! Lady Witch is so dazzling, she gives off such a strong sense of security!]
[Heaven knows how much my heart ached when I saw Lady Witch get sent flying earlier. Damn those monsters!]
[And that Xie Zhouxing actually dared to kick our Lady Witch! That's way too much!]
[Exactly!]
[What do you mean too much? If it weren't for our Night King, her stomach would have been impaled by a tentacle! Besides, didn't she kick our Night King too?]
[Still, he shouldn't have kicked our Lady Witch! She just saved his life, and he dared to kick her back. It just shows how petty he is!]
[Did you Witch fans just completely ignore the fact that the Witch also kicked our Night King?]
[But he was the one who told our Lady Witch to kick him back!]
[Are you Witch fans completely immune to logic or what?]
[Just saying... am I the only one who noticed that Xie Zhouxing is actually the Night King?]
[Me too...]
[So the Night King is just a squishy blind guy during the day?]
Cen Yao: “...”
She looked down at herself.
She was clean and tidy, her wounds long gone. Aside from a small tear on her sleeve, her hospital gown was virtually unchanged.
Then she looked at Xie Zhouxing. A nodule was hanging from his hair, filthy blood was smeared across his face, his clothes were in tatters, and he was covered in wounds.
Cen Yao felt a rare twinge of guilt.
But that guilt only lasted for a few brief seconds.
She quickly became self-righteous again.
Why should she feel guilty?
Xie Zhouxing had kicked her earlier.
And it wasn't like she had intentionally withheld treatment.
She had simply... forgotten.
Fine.
Even if there was a tiny bit of intent behind it, it was just reasonable retaliation.
Cen Yao raised her hand and pointed her finger at Xie Zhouxing.
“Don't move.”
Xie Zhouxing sat up straight.
“What? Did you realize this young master looks even more handsome now?”
“Right now, you're just an unidentified object. If anyone walked by, they'd think you were the monster.”
“Cen Yao! You're too much!”
Cen Yao: “...”
Too lazy to deal with his narcissism, she directly channeled her magic power.
A soft white light spilled from her fingertips, washing over Xie Zhouxing.
As the light enveloped him, his wounds began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye.
The scratches on his arms vanished, the bruises on his back from the tentacle lashes quickly faded, and even the disgusting slime sticking to his skin was completely wiped clean.
Xie Zhouxing's body stiffened.
He first felt an itchy sensation from his healing wounds, and then he realized the sticky, slimy feeling on his skin had completely disappeared.
He reached up to touch his face—no thick, foul-smelling blood. He touched his hair—no other disgusting debris.
Xie Zhouxing sat there in a daze, as if his entire worldview had been shattered.
“Wait a minute.”
“Since you had this kind of ability, why didn't you use it earlier?”
Cen Yao's gaze drifted to the side.
“Didn't you also hold back on using your Talent?”
“I couldn't use it back then!” Xie Zhouxing was on the verge of losing his mind. “I can only use it at night! It's still daytime right now!”
“Oh.”
Cen Yao's eyes were filled with sincerity.
“Well, I couldn't use magic before either.”
Xie Zhouxing: “...”
Unfortunately, Xie Zhouxing couldn't see, so he was nearly driven to death by the sheer innocence in Cen Yao's tone.
“Then when you could use it just now, why didn't you use it on me?”
“I thought I did.”
Cen Yao answered very naturally.
“Besides, don't you know who I am? That means you must have known about my abilities. But you didn't remind me to heal you either.”
Xie Zhouxing fell silent. He did indeed know of Cen Yao.
But his knowledge of her was clearly quite different from what she imagined.
He had only heard others mention that a strong Rookie King named Cen Yao, codenamed Witch, had recently emerged, and that she could use extremely bizarre magic.
That was it. Nothing more.
He couldn't even access the forum, nor could he watch the Witch's live stream playbacks like other players.
How was he supposed to remind her?
Xie Zhouxing raised a hand to support his forehead.
“Forget it.”
There was no point in continuing the argument. It wasn't night yet.
His Talent was unusable, he was blind, and he was currently accompanied by a Witch who was clearly much better at fighting than him.
A wise man knows when to yield.
At a time like this, it was best to play the part of a tag-along for the big boss.
Xie Zhouxing stood up and casually brushed off his hospital gown.
“This young master has fully recovered. I'm in tip-top shape.”
Cen Yao swept a glance over him. “Didn't you have absolutely no motivation just now?”
“That was because I was too dirty.”
Xie Zhouxing replied righteously.
“Now that I'm clean, my motivation has naturally returned.”
Cen Yao: “...”
If Pei Tinglan were here, he would definitely have been able to tell.
Cen Yao hadn't forgotten to heal Xie Zhouxing at all.
She had done it on purpose.
Even though Cen Yao had kicked him back, that kick was because Xie Zhouxing had told her to kick him, wasn't it?
So, letting the monster's blood splash all over him and not healing his injuries right away was her punishment for his kick.
As for that tiny bit of guilt?
It didn't exist at all.
Besides, hadn't she cleared away the corrosive nature of the monster's blood for him?
Cen Yao closed her panel, preparing to lead Xie Zhouxing away.
She had just taken a single step when Xie Zhouxing suddenly raised his hand.
“Wait a moment.”
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