Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 459

Chapter 459: You have learnt to lie to me

Maurice, who had been robbed of his cigarette and gum, looked away, embarrassment and apprehension mixing on his face. He didn’t dare make a peep, feeling a little shaken. They didn’t normally look terrifying but right now they looked like they had crawled out of the depths of hell. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}

Mei took the cigarette back, a slight smile on her face that mirrored their master’s. There was a glint in her eyes, a playful rebellion that stirred excitement in Lian’s chest.

Meanwhile, in the corner of the blood-soaked room, Xiang Yu had Peng Xiu pinned down. His hands were steady as he cut her countless times, each slice deliberate. His eyes glimmered with dark energy, glowing like embers in the shadows.

"Please, brother... just kill me," Peng Xiu whispered hoarsely, her voice barely more than a breath.

Xiang Yu leaned in closer, catching her words like delicate threads. He spun the blade between his fingers, a sinister smile creeping onto his face. "You would love that, wouldn’t you?" he taunted as he crouched on the ground beside her.

Peng Xiu breathed weakly, her eyes pleading, yet something darker simmered within them. They were fierce, like coals ready to ignite, filled with the promise of retaliation.

Xiang Yu chuckled softly, brushing the tip of the blade against her blood-stained jacket, the strong stench of iron enough to turn one’s stomach.

He was unbothered, reveling in the moment. Poking the deep gash on her arm with the tip of the blade, he watched with satisfaction as she grimaced in pain.

"I will show you no mercy," he declared, his eyes gleaming with an evil light.

With a swift motion, he slashed her skin again, the sound of tearing flesh filling the air. "Actually, I should thank you," he continued, an unsettling calmness in his voice.

"Because if you hadn’t interfered back then, I wouldn’t have fallen in love with Xin-ge. I would have missed out on my soulmate."

Xiang Yu leaned in closer, his voice dripping with malicious intent as he spoke directly to Peng Xiu. "He is mine. He is my soulmate," he said on purpose, aiming to provoke her.

As expected, her expression contorted with rage. Gathering all her strength, Peng Xiu growled like a feral beast, a raw sound that echoed off the walls.

In a sudden burst of movement, she lunged forward, aiming to bite his neck, a desperate act as if to join him in death. But Xiang Yu was more than prepared. He sneered, meeting her attack head-on, and with a swift motion, he drove the dagger right into her eye.

Peng Xiu screamed, a guttural sound of pain and fury. Xiang Yu twisted the blade, pushing it deeper, his gaze holding a cold detachment as though he were merely a spectator, a resentful ghost out for blood staring at the wall.

It was a fraction of a moment before Peng Xiu stopped moving, her breath faltering until it ceased entirely. Xiang Yu withdrew the dagger, stepping back to survey the lifeless body sprawled on the floor. With a swift kick, her body was flung a few feet across the room.

"Is she dead?" he asked aloud, his voice calm.

"Yes, she is gone," replied Hex that had been censoring its observations during the bloody scene.