Chapter 274: Exploitation

Chapter 274: Exploitation

Pei Xiang also noticed the two unavoidable demons ahead. Upon seeing Wen Ying's face, the memories of that day played in his mind like a replay button had been pressed.

A stronger sensation than embarrassment was fear – Beros was standing right beside Wen Ying! Had Wen Ying told Beros about...

The three-headed hellhound seemed to have an awful temper. Pei Xiang felt his legs tremble, unable to muster the strength to approach.

Wen Xinxin, noticing Pei Xiang's odd reaction, then observed Wen Ying gazing at Pei Xiang with a smile as gentle as a spring breeze but carrying a strange peculiarity. She asked curiously, "Wen Ying, you came here specifically to find him, didn't you?"

Wen Ying nodded. "Yes, we still have something unresolved, so I came to look for him."

"How did you get to know each other?" Wen Xinxin wondered.

Wen Ying replied, "We met when I went back to my father's hometown a few days ago."

Wen Xinxin pulled a long face, filled with disdain and anger. "Those from your father's side are really clueless. How can there be such foolish and wicked parents?"

"Who knows," Wen Ying said casually, dismissing the topic with a shrug. His eyes remained fixed on Pei Xiang, who wasn't coming over. With enthusiasm, he began walking towards him.

Wen Xinxin was perplexed. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Beros, Wen Ying's boyfriend. With this new perspective, Wen Xinxin felt that she could also be a bit more assertive. So, she walked up to Beros, intending to speak in a normal tone. However, with one glance from him, his blood-red eyes exuding ferocity, and the menacing aura of a demon, Wen Xinxin immediately withered.

She forced a ingratiating smile and cautiously asked, "Do you know what Wen Ying wanted to talk to that person about?"

Beros replied, "I don't know."

"Alright then."

Wen Xinxin retreated, frustratedly scratching her head. She was really useless. How on earth did Wen Ying manage to date someone as fierce as Beros? Would there be any romantic joys in a relationship with such a demonic figure? Wen Xinxin wondered.

Pei Xiang watched the long-haired Mirror Demon approach with a growing smile on its face, causing him to break into an even sweatier panic.

"Good afternoon," Wen Ying's eyes crinkled in a delightful smile, "I brought my boyfriend along with me."

Noticing the gaze that Perseus shot his way, Pei Xiang felt as if the towering shadow of the other man had enveloped him, leaving him to quickly assure, "Your boyfriend is exceptional! I can't compare in any aspect. He's truly outstanding! Truly!"

Perplexity arose within Beros.

Wen Ying had no intention of letting him off so easily. He blocked Pei Xiang's path and said cheerfully, "That's not what you said that day."

Boros: "?" A strange sensation washed over him, accompanied by inexplicable irritation.

Pei Xiang felt as if his soul was about to leave his body. If Wen Ying kept talking, he'd be six feet under in no time!

"Everything said at the wedding must have been a joke, everyone was just teasing!" Terrified but determined to appear composed, Pei Xiang spoke quickly and steadily, his voice steady. "If you don't believe me, go ask those who were there that day. They'll all tell you it was a joke."

Wen Ying pondered for a moment, leaving Pei Xiang on edge.

"Were you also joking when you said I looked good that day?"

"Well..."

Boros approached Wen Ying from behind. Without even trying, his mere presence exuded a fierce, oppressive aura.

"Boros is asking your cousin what she wants from him," Boros informed Wen Ying.

Wen Xinxin: "???" Suddenly, she found this guy to be less... less... she couldn't find the right word, but Wen Xinxin sensed something incredibly frustrating about Boros at that moment.

It was like a bloodthirsty, fang-baring hound from hell had suddenly composed itself and started speaking in a serious tone.

"Ahh..."

Just as Wen Ying was about to speak, Pei Xiang's eyelids twitched wildly, and he hastily interjected loudly, "It's nothing, nothing important. We just talked about it at the wedding... Magic cultivation, yes, magic cultivation! I think magic has beauty-enhancing properties. Wen Ying looks much handsomer now than when he was in human form."

Beros tilted his head slightly, his gaze scrutinizing.

Cold sweat dripped down Pei Xiang's forehead. It was his first time being so close to a high-ranking demon, and the pressure was immense. Standing this near, he felt his body stiffen, and the casual display of magical power made him feel a suffocating fear.

Despite there being no blood on Beros, Pei Xiang could smell the scent of blood, a rich and scorching aroma that overwhelmed him in an instant.

Pei Xiang panted rapidly, his eyes bulging with bloodshot veins.

"Sure enough, I'm considered very handsome in the eyes of humans. Beros, the demons' sense of aesthetics is indeed problematic."

Amidst the sea of white bone flames tinged with blood, Pei Xiang suddenly sensed a clean aura. It seemed subtle but forcefully tore open a gap in the bloody atmosphere, arrogantly claiming its territory.

Beros looked at Pei Xiang and said, "You're lying."

His anger was palpable, and his deception was obvious. He was lying, and he was doing so out of fear.

A cold sweat trickled down Pei Xiang's forehead and slid onto his cheek.

Wen Ying patted Beros on the shoulder with a smile. "I'm quite popular in the Human Realm. Humans love the white fur that demons like you despise."

Beros rolled his eyes, realizing something. The aura around him suddenly intensified, and his anger sparked black flames to appear instantly. His red eyes narrowed into slits.

This intense, terrifying pressure not only affected Pei Xiang but also spread out, causing the students in the surrounding class to turn pale with fear.

If someone had a thermometer, they would have noticed the temperature soaring past 40 degrees Celsius and still rising.

Wen Ying grabbed Beros' hand. "Calm down."

He released his magic, enveloping Beros' aura within a three-meter radius and gradually soothing it.

At the center of the storm, Pei Xiang knelt down, unable to stand up. He had already prepared his final words.

Wen Xinxin trembled in shock while staring in disbelief.

Wen Ying was currently suppressing Bellerophon's overwhelming aura, but she had just experienced the pressure of an enraged hellhound up close. Now, with one hand on the wall, she was still trembling from the scare.

"When he didn't know I was a demon, he wanted to be my boyfriend – that wasn't a form I liked," Wen Ying explained. "So I took advantage of you to give him a little revenge."

Pei Xiang: "..." Little? If he dared, Pei Xiang would now curse Wen Ying's ancestors back to the eighteenth generation and include the Lin family in his tirade.

Indeed, he had been lured by Wen Ying's status – who wouldn't be tempted by the Wen Corporation? Aligning with them meant instant elevation, so when Lin Hang proposed the alliance, he immediately agreed.

But Lin Hang hadn't mentioned their collaboration with exorcists or that Wen Ying was a demonic mirror, let alone that her boyfriend was a hellhound!

Bellerophon's intense demonic energy gradually subsided. "Such weaklings are an eyesore even to look at."

Wen Xinxin was surprised that Bellerophon had calmed down at Wen Ying's words. Wait, could a hellhound control its anger so easily? Given Bellerophon's temperament, shouldn't he be even angrier for being used over such a trivial matter?

The relationship between Wen Ying and Bellerophon seemed not to be as problematic as her parents had feared...

Teacher An Meng hurried over, followed by a group of instructors. With a serious expression, he asked, "What happened here?"

"Nothing to worry about, Professor," Wen Ying patted Beros, indicating him to calm down. "It was just some personal matters from Ping'an County that needed attending to, and they're taken care of now."

As he spoke, Wen Ying gently propelled Beros away, waving at the teachers behind them with a smile. "We have classes to attend as well, goodbye, Professor."