By then, it was already late evening. The small, unassuming city had gone from bustling to desolate. The two arrived at a decent business hotel, where Ye Fan said, "Two rooms, please!"

However, the hotel clerk replied, "I’m sorry, sir, but there’s only one room left."

Of all the unlucky coincidences in the world, they always seem to happen to me.

So, he said, "Alright then, one room it is!"

Meanwhile, the Flame Witch stared intently at the television screen, finding everything quite fascinating.

She’s a great beauty, for crying out loud. Does she have to act like such a country bumpkin? Ye Fan was so vexed. He quickly said to her, "Come on, let’s go up to our room!"

The Flame Witch nodded. Everything feels so unfamiliar. It’s completely devoid of the atmosphere of my era; not even a trace of it remains.

The hotel clerk and the pedestrians they passed today all assumed she was an actress who hadn’t had time to change out of her costume. They figured that with such an astonishingly beautiful leading lady, it must be for a good movie or TV series. They even found themselves looking forward to it. After all, with a lead that beautiful, her looks alone would be worth the price of admission.

The Flame Witch was curious about everything in the room. The world was always changing. It was no surprise she felt out of place; she was practically an antique who had been asleep for two thousand years. Even someone who had been out of touch with the world for just two or three years would feel a sense of strangeness.

At that moment, Ye Fan flopped onto the bed and sprawled out, a position that looked rather suggestive. The Flame Witch sat in a chair, examining the various objects. For her, this truly was an entirely new world.

Having only one bed was inevitably a bit awkward.

"What are you doing?" the Flame Witch asked.

"Going to sleep!" Ye Fan said helplessly.

"But there’s only one bed!" she pointed out.

"Come on, we can squeeze in together!" He scooted over to make room for her. He really couldn’t understand how a hotel could be fully booked in such a quiet little city. It seemed unbelievable.

"Get lost!" the Flame Witch commanded imperiously.

She’s even bossier than Su Qingxue. This time, I won’t give in. It’s a matter of a man’s dignity! Giving in is out of the question. So, he adopted a dominant stance and stated bluntly, "No way! Laozi is sleeping on this bed tonight, and that’s final!"

However, a moment later, he was unceremoniously kicked off the bed by the Flame Witch. She then lay down with an elegant grace, looking beautiful even as she slept.

Ye Fan felt truly wronged. Fine, I won’t sleep on the bed then! He was thoroughly annoyed. He lay sprawled carelessly on the couch, thinking to himself. Even if the Flame Witch gets lonely and begs me to join her in bed, I won’t do it. It’s a matter of a man’s pride.

But he was overthinking things; the Flame Witch would most definitely not be begging him to get into bed with her.

In the middle of the night, Ye Fan groggily opened his eyes, only to find the Flame Witch staring at him. He instinctively grabbed a pillow and clutched it to his chest. He asked, "Why are you staring at me in the middle of the night? That’s really scary, you know? It’s a bad habit."

The Flame Witch said simply, "I’m hungry."

Ye Fan was exasperated. When he had taken her out for some delicious food that afternoon, she had refused to eat, drinking only a bottle of water. And now she was claiming to be hungry? If they were in a bustling city like Jiangning, he could have found her something. But in this quiet little town, where on earth was he supposed to find food at this hour? This Flame Witch is impossible to please!

He glanced at the instant noodles on the counter and asked her, "There are instant noodles here. Want some?"

But the Flame Witch just shook her head.

Speechless, Ye Fan asked, "Then what do you want to eat?"

He felt helpless and on the verge of a breakdown. He really had to walk on eggshells around the Flame Witch; otherwise, he would be the one to suffer.

He saw that she was still staring at him.

"Can you not look at me like that?" Ye Fan asked, feeling wronged.

At that moment, the Flame Witch walked up to him and grabbed him in one swift motion. Ye Fan didn’t understand at first, but then he realized what she was about to do.

AARGH!

As the Flame Witch bit his neck, a piercing scream echoed as his blood flowed into her mouth.

When she finally let him go, Ye Fan felt an unnatural chill spread through his body. He curled up miserably on the couch, hugging himself. The King of Heaven had once been so full of vigor, stirring up tempests wherever he went, but now he was nothing more than an injured, pitiful wretch.

The Flame Witch wiped the blood from the corner of her lips and lay back down on the bed, seemingly fast asleep.

As for Ye Fan, the less said, the better. All he knew was that he had lost too much blood. What on earth is in my blood? Why is she only interested in mine?

The more Ye Fan thought about it, the angrier he became. As the King of Heaven, when have I ever been so wretchedly humiliated? He decided to take revenge. Slowly, he approached the Flame Witch. He now had a bold idea: murder her and be done with it. After all, she was a Female Demon. Killing her would be ridding the world of a great evil. He wasn’t one to shy away from trouble; when he decided to do something, he did it.

He suspected the Flame Witch was only pretending to be asleep, so he softly called out to her a few times as a test. Seeing no reaction, he was elated. My chance for revenge has come! And so, he pounced, intending to finish off this Female Demon in one swift move.

However, the moment he lunged, the Flame Witch’s eyes snapped open. Damn it! Ye Fan cursed inwardly, trying to retreat. But how could he possibly be a match for someone of her caliber? In the blink of an eye, she had pinned him to the bed, holding his hands down tightly. Their position was suddenly quite ambiguous.

"A misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding! Let me explain!" Ye Fan hurriedly explained.

"A misunderstanding?" the Flame Witch repeated.

"Yes, yes, yes! It’s a total misunderstanding, My Lady Witch! I was wrong! I’m sure my explanation will convince you!" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

However, the Flame Witch bit down again.

AARGH!

With Ye Fan’s blood-curdling scream, it was likely that every guest in the hotel was jolted awake.

A voice from the next room shouted, "Hey, next door! Can you keep it down? You gotta be discreet about that kind of stuff, you know? And it’s the guy screaming! What’s wrong with him, did he get pounded or something?"

A voice from the floor above added, "Hey, downstairs! Keep it down, or Laozi will report you for disturbing the peace!"

Ye Fan was instantly mortified, but the Flame Witch had no idea what was going on. At this point, he had lost all strength to resist. He lay sprawled out, limbs spread wide, without even the energy to curl up.