I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 514 - 482. Do you like your aunt?

"Hmm?"

At such close proximity, Xia Feng’s mind momentarily produced an illusion, as if Miss Mu was right before his eyes.

But the Destructive Witch’s smile wasn’t as gentle as Miss Jianzhu’s, nor did it possess the mature softness of a mother’s.

Xia Feng immediately snapped out of his reverie, his expression calm, confused, "What’s the problem?"

He Jianzhu didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she let Xia Feng hold her tight, and then she took out a dark pencil to neatly twist her somewhat disheveled silver hair into a bun, revealing her fair swan neck.

After tidying her hair, she briefly smiled as she then replaced her hands on Xia Feng’s broad shoulders.

"Miss Jianzhu..." Xia Feng furrowed his brows, about to say something.

He Jianzhu’s beautiful eyes fluttered; her delicate hands lightly ran through the hair at the back of his neck, her cool face moving in even closer, her red lips parting, "After spending the day with me, have you come to like me?"

"...?"

Xia Feng’s face remained unaltered, as he tilted his head back and raised an eyebrow, "Miss Jianzhu, I’ve always seen you as... as a respected elder, what are you getting at?"

"An elder?" He Jianzhu’s eyebrows also lightly lifted, "Is it your attitude towards an elder to freely spank her behind?"

When it came to that past incident, He Jianzhu still clearly remembered the score.

"One thing at a time, when an elder makes a mistake, it’s only right for someone younger to educate them thoroughly, to prevent the misguided elder from repeating their mistakes." Xia Feng spoke with a solemn expression and a tone of moral righteousness, "But Miss Jianzhu, because of your daughter, I still hold you in great respect."

"....." He Jianzhu didn’t feel a single bit, not even a hint of respect from this rascal.

Absolutely infuriating!

Her gentle smile withdrew, her face expressionless, "Alright, you little brat, answer me, do you like me?"

Talk about a quick change of face, Xia Feng silently rolled his eyes inwardly. Though he was puzzled why this woman was persistent about this issue, he still answered,

"If Miss Jianzhu is referring to love, then naturally not, I’m not someone who falls in and out of love so easily~"

"Falling in and out of love, who were you originally fond of?"

"I was originally—Miss Jianzhu, you’re asking too many questions! And, why should I fall for you?"

"Because I’ve given you so much substantial help." He Jianzhu pinched his cheek, pulling up a wad of flesh, her tone soft but filled with resentment, "Don’t you understand gratitude and repayment, you little brat? Don’t you have a shred of gratefulness?"

"Got it, does Miss Jianzhu mean for me to promise myself to you?"

Xia Feng was naturally very thankful for her assistance throughout the day and was willing to reciprocate, but, to promise himself to her, that felt... somewhat amiss?

Xia Feng fell into contemplation; he considered himself a very traditional man, serving two—

"Smack~" He Jianzhu lightly slapped the back of the little brat’s head, her beautiful eyes displeased, "What are you thinking?"

Xia Feng’s head jerked forward. Slightly annoyed, he looked up and swatted away the woman’s hand from the back of his head.

He Jianzhu’s lovely eyes narrowed as she raised her hand again and delivered another light slap to his head, reprimanding, "Considering me as an elder yet entertaining lewd thoughts, you little brat, you’re really not behaving."

"!" Xia Feng’s eyelids twitched, "Stop hitting my head!"

"Since I’m an elder, I have the right to discipline you." He Jianzhu smiled faintly, "That’s correct, isn’t it?"

As she spoke, she slapped him again.

"....." Xia Feng remained expressionless, his dark pupils intently focused on the silver-haired woman in front of him, meeting her gorgeous golden eyes beneath her gold-rimmed glasses.

He Jianzhu’s hand hovering mid-air hesitated slightly; she keenly sensed a strange fire igniting within the brat’s dark pupils.

Xia Feng’s hand rose high behind the silver-haired woman’s back, and then came crashing down swiftly.

"Smack~"

He Jianzhu’s back arched as she leaned backward, her taut buttocks tense, and her legs unconsciously squeezed together, her barely emergent smile freezing.

"Smack~" And another palm.

"You—" He Jianzhu’s ears instantly turned red as she hastily reached behind to block Xia Feng’s third slap.

Xia Feng’s expression was calm as he went with the flow, grabbing the silver-haired woman’s wrists together and pulling them above her head, where her hair was pinned up with a pencil.

While she was glaring and struggling, he slapped down once more, causing He Jianzhu to shudder, her proud swan neck arched back, and the half-frame gold glasses perched on her nose slid off. A lock of silver hair stuck to her lips as she glared back with beautiful furious eyes and said coldly, "Xia—Feng! Have you gone mad!!"

The icy anger on the silver-haired woman’s face caught Xia Feng’s eye, his black pupils subtly contracted. He had to admit, Miss Jianzhu when angry, was just... too much like Miss Mu!

It made him really want to torment her fiercely! Xia Feng’s black pupils darkened, evil thoughts flitting through his mind as he raised his hand again.

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He Jianzhu was tightly embraced around her waist, her powerless body pressing against Xia Feng, her flushed, hot little face buried in his neck, biting his collar fiercely with sharp eyes like a venomous snake.

But as Xia Feng’s large hands wandered unrestrainedly, punishing her time and again, those pretty, sharp pupils also vibrated continuously due to the rhythmic dilating and contracting.

Silence fell in the void.

Neither of them spoke, each teaching the other a lesson in their own way...

Unlike Xia Feng’s rebellious delight in his wicked thoughts, He Jianzhu’s inability to resist only fueled her irritation.

Her Diversion Body was about to disintegrate, yet her mission to make the brat fall for her was still unaccomplished. It was too hard for her.

—Despite treating Xia Feng so well, this brat still treated her so disrespectfully—rude and ungrateful! Utterly infuriating! Just wait, Xia Feng, I’ve noted this grudge! When you meet my true self in the future, that will be the time you face shame and humiliation!

"Pia~~"

He Jianzhu: "~!!"

Listening to He Jianzhu’s muffled hum in his neck, Xia Feng lowered his gaze and saw her little face, as red as Mu Qingtong’s, her golden eyes filled with cold rage, which gave him an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

Xia Feng reached to remove the pencil from her hair, allowing her silver locks to fall once more over her shoulders and neck, with a few strands sticking to her lips, now even more reminiscent of Miss Mu’s languid charm.

Xia Feng’s black pupils sparkled, but He Jianzhu felt oddly uneasy about that look because she caught on once again.

This brat was still mistaking her for Mu Qingtong!

"Brat, I, He Jianzhu, am not anyone’s substitute." Her expression was more indifferent than ever, her cold gaze fixed on Xia Feng, "If you dare to treat me as your Miss Mu again, I’m really going to get angry."

Xia Feng’s black pupils stilled, his gaze meeting the close golden eyes. After blinking and falling silent for a moment, he simply responded with a nonchalant "Oh," then raised his hand high for another swift slap down.

Pia~!!!

He Jianzhu: "You—!"

"You little bastard!!!"

He Jianzhu gritted her teeth in secret rage, deciding then that when they met again in the future, this boy would deeply regret it! Her true form would be more mature, not this youthful appearance, and would be stronger, wiser, more learned, not so easily bullied by this child!

"Miss Jianzhu, are you confused?" It was then Xia Feng leaned in close to her ear, a faint smile in his voice, "You could have accelerated the disintegration of the Diversion Body to avoid this humiliation."

"...!"

"I don’t need your reminder!" He Jianzhu pressed her lips tight, her glare sharp at Xia Feng as she realized that the mission of this Diversion Body was now impossible to complete, "You just wait!"

With that, her form, beginning to emit photons, swiftly dimmed.

In his heart, Xia Feng was somewhat apprehensive; after all, this woman was enigmatic and mysterious, not as easy to bully as she seemed. But his face remained unchanged as he responded dismissively, "Sure, I’ll be waiting."

Saying so, the Blood Beast started to creep up from Xia Feng’s feet, gradually engulfing his body as he began to self-dismantle.

Even with Ze as an undercover agent, the Evil Gods of the Imaginary Court would not give up the blockade of the Evil Demon Sea, so Xia Feng did not hesitate to take this chance to return to the Evil River and then back to the Present Realm.

Although returning to the Present Realm was much earlier than he had expected, it was still good to be able to go back sooner.

He just hadn’t expected his farewell with Miss Jianzhu to be somewhat unpleasant, not ending with ’see you again’ but with ’you wait for me’...

In contemplation... Xia Feng’s hand once again squeezed Miss Jianzhu firmly.

Under He Jianzhu’s glaring golden eyes, Xia Feng smiled slightly. Both of their forms completely virtualized into golden Spiritual Light and a bloody current, merging into one, then suddenly vanished into thin air.

The dim void returned to utter silence, devoid of life.