Chapter 381: Might as Well Kill Her and Be Done With It

Chapter 381: Might as Well Kill Her and Be Done With It

Su Youyue spoke angrily, her eyes gleaming with intense emotion like bright obsidian.

The sky had already darkened, the last sliver of sunset fading from her face.

Tobai Xiaoxiao stared at her face for a moment before suddenly turning her face away, sneering, "I don't care what you're thinking."

"If you want to kill me, go ahead if you have the strength."

"Until then, stay put."

He was not gentle; Su Youyue's neck hurt from being turned, and her anger only grew. She felt like a cat that couldn't catch its prey, lashing out in helpless rage.

She hated Tobai Xiaoxiao so much.

If she had the chance, she would kill him!

The two fell into another cold war, but Su Youyue was almost used to it by now.

Forget about Tobai Xiaoxiao losing his patience with her; she felt like her own patience was being drained by his unpredictable moods.

She didn't see that after she turned away, Tobai Xiaoxiao also kicked the corpse on the ground in anger.

Weak Central Plains women? Her body might be weak, nearly killed by his neglect, forcing him to take care of her these past few days. But her temper was as hard as iron! Even in this situation where everyone could kill her, she dared to look down on him, calling his idea of freedom lowly!

What gave her the right to look down on him! A captive like her dared to look down on him?

After kicking the corpse, Tobai Xiaoxiao thought back to Su Youyue's words, his anger intensifying. He remembered all the trouble this woman had brought since he brought her along, and his emotions reached their peak.

He should have cut his losses and killed her right away. He no longer cared about angering Xie Yuan; staying with her any longer would drive him mad. He couldn't bear having her around for even one more day, hour, minute, or second. Who knew how much more trouble she would bring him!

Before bringing this woman along, he knew women were trouble, but never imagined they could be this much trouble.

She was right; doing things against one's will wasn't true freedom. He should satisfy himself and kill her, be done with it!

Tobai Xiaoxiao's anger surged, reaching its peak. He bent down and picked up the curved knife he had thrown on the ground earlier.

Just as he was about to grip the knife, Su Youyue suddenly looked at his back, frowning. "You're injured."

This time, it was a statement, not a question.

He had already bathed, so there shouldn't be fresh blood seeping through.

Tobai Xiaoxiao paused, unable to respond immediately, when he heard her approaching from behind.

"Just a minor flesh wound," he replied impatiently, turning abruptly as if not wanting her to see his injury.

Su Youyue noticed his face seemed paler than before. Seeing his attitude, she became angry. This time, she walked directly behind him, saw the large bloodstain, and firmly pressed his shoulder. "Take it off."

Although she wanted to kill Tobai Xiaoxiao, it was clearly not the right time.

He couldn't die yet.

Tobai Xiaoxiao looked as if he had heard something unbelievable, his expression changing repeatedly. "What did you say?"

"At this rate, you might bleed to death. You can't die," Su Youyue explained, trying to be patient.

Her mother was right; doctors feared not only difficult cases but also uncooperative patients.

One must be patient with patients.

Su Youyue tried to reassure herself.

Moreover, if Tobai Xiaoxiao died now, the wolves would surely return in a frenzy.

Su Youyue didn't realize that her words carried a different meaning to Tobai Xiaoxiao.

She didn't want him to die?

This was the first time someone told him he couldn't die.

How laughable.

A moment ago, she looked at him with shame, wanting to remain faithful to Xie Yuan.

What a fickle and shameless woman.

Tobai Xiaoxiao scoffed inwardly, his hand gripping the knife tightening and loosening repeatedly.

In the end, he threw the knife on the ground.

The wound on his back was indeed difficult to treat; he would let her off for now.

Once he treated the wound, he would kill her.

He tore off the already tattered cloth, revealing a deep red wound running diagonally from his right shoulder, still bleeding profusely. The dark, sticky blood spread across his honey-colored skin.

It was far from a minor wound.

Even gods could be injured.

Su Youyue frowned slightly, finding another piece of cloth to clean his wound. During her medical training in Yanjing, she had practiced calming patients, and now, even though it was Tobai Xiaoxiao, her tone softened as if soothing a child.

"It might hurt a bit, bear with it."

Tobai Xiaoxiao, with his beast-like senses, could detect the change in her tone.

He had never heard her speak to him like this, nor had anyone else spoken to him this way.

He wanted to mock her. He, Tuoba Xiao, had endured more pain in his life than she had eaten meals. Would he be afraid of a little pain? Not to mention this much; even if all the flesh on his back were cut away today, he wouldn't make a sound.

Yet when he felt the cool and soft touch on his back, he inexplicably closed his mouth.

It was her hand.

Very soft.

He knew that from the first time he touched it.

It was also very small, so small that he always had the illusion it was a flower, a petal—tender and fragile. If he held it in his palm and applied a little pressure, he could crush it. This need to handle it gently made him uncomfortable.

However, he was well aware that the desert's sand flowers, though seemingly delicate, were tough and resilient, enduring scorching heat and bitter cold, and withstanding Beidan's relentless sandstorms year-round.

He had effortlessly dislocated her wrist before, but she had secretly reset it herself.

He felt those soft, small hands carefully working on his back, their movements gentle yet sometimes making him irritable and sometimes calming him down. His mood became like the undulating dunes beneath his feet.

Just as he hadn't expected a crippled young lady who had been confined to a wheelchair for over a decade to know medicine, or to be able to reset her own wrist, he also hadn't expected her medical skills to be quite good. Soon, her hands left his back.

After a while, when the subtle movements on his back ceased, he finally realized, "Done?"

When he spoke, he found his voice was calm.

"Almost."

He heard the woman's soft reply, followed by footsteps. Turning his head, he saw her running towards the dense cactus forest.

This time, she clearly learned her lesson, though she still wasn't adept at dealing with these thorny nuisances—

He didn't know where she found a curved knife, carefully cutting off one cactus after another, rich with sap. Then she picked up another knife, using one to hold the cactus and the other to remove the spines. Her actions were somewhat comical, lacking the usual grace or stubbornness that either pleased him or annoyed him.

Tuoba Xiao found it amusing. This time, he wasn't laughing out of anger; he simply found her actions funny.

When she didn't defy him or argue with him, she could—

Make him restrain his urge to kill.