Chapter 70: Women Are Not Animals

After scanning the area for a while and realizing that Wangchuan was nowhere to be found, I grinned and made my escape.

Rebecca saw me wearing Wangchuan’s clothes and having reverted to human form; her eyes narrowed, gleaming with a cold, sinister light.

Since Rebecca had once been a Soul-Calming Cat—a creature capable of seeing souls—I knew she could recognize me, even if I’d never transformed in front of her.

Suddenly, I felt awkward, as though I shouldn’t have come out wearing Wangchuan’s clothing. But there was nothing I could do. Ever since arriving at this Void Rift, I hadn’t bought a single piece of human clothing.

I didn’t understand why everyone else, upon returning to human form, wore the clothes they’d died in, while I alone resembled a plucked wild pheasant, bare and exposed!

Rebecca continued to glare at me, relentless in her scrutiny.

Fine. It wasn’t intentional—I truly had no clothes, and right now, all I wanted was to flee.

I had no idea how long I could maintain this human form, but since I’d promised Xin’er that I would return to her as soon as I transformed, I had to hurry.

Rebecca, however, blocked my path in two swift strides, transforming into human shape with a swish and standing right in front of me.

She was much taller than me, with long limbs and an air of elegance, while I, clad in Wangchuan’s oversized robe, looked wretched. I smiled awkwardly.

“Could you move aside…”

If others leave me be, I leave them be; if they provoke me, I retreat.

I tried to sidestep her, but Rebecca blocked me again.

“Did you spend the night inside?” she asked, eyes narrowed, her deep sea-blue gaze seeming especially terrifying.

“No… Actually…” I wanted to explain, but couldn’t find the words.

“You like the master?” Her eyes narrowed even further, as if she was about to strike.

“No!” I shook my head instantly.

Last night had been humiliating enough; I would never admit to liking Wangchuan now!

“If you don’t like him, why do you keep sneaking into his room?”

“I…”

Honestly, I’m terrible at lying, and faced with Rebecca’s aggressive questioning, my patience wore thin.

“It’s none of your business!”

“Oh, getting bold now? How…” Rebecca suddenly leaned in and sniffed me. “Did he hold you while sleeping?”

“Uh.” I couldn’t answer yes or no; I just wanted her to step aside so I could escape.

“Ha…” She suddenly laughed. “That’s how it goes—only the new gets laughter, the old is forgotten. Just you wait, your day will come! You’ll be cast out, and he’ll never look at you again! All your efforts will be for nothing! In the end, only you will be heartbroken!”

“What do you mean by that?” I narrowed my eyes at Rebecca, unable to grasp her meaning.

“He treats you well, doesn’t he? Torments you, pleases you, leaves you helpless? Your heart stirs?”

Rebecca paced before me, clicking her tongue.

“I…” She struck a nerve, and I found myself at a loss for words.

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“He seduces girls this way—once he’s had them, he loses interest. Just like me: I was his foolish cat, and when he tired of me, he abandoned me.”

Her face twisted with madness as she looked at me, her hatred palpable.

“That’s your own doing!” I pointed at her, shouting angrily. “I don’t know if Wangchuan treated you that way, but you brought this on yourself, out of jealousy, bullying other kittens and causing trouble!”

“You think too much!” Rebecca mocked, looking at me. “A woman is no animal; once she loves, she can’t tolerate another! You like him, don’t you? You’ve fallen for him, haven’t you? Sooner or later, you’ll love him—but he won’t love you! He’s the master; why should he love you among so many kittens? Your fate will be the same as mine… ha ha…”

Her words buzzed in my head, a soul-deep anger burning within me, impossible to resist.

“No! I don’t love him! I don’t like him! There’s nothing between us! You’re overthinking!”

Women—not only intolerant, but stubborn too. Right now, I was stubborn.

My heart was a mess, yet my voice remained angry, and with all my strength, I shoved Rebecca aside, trying to leave.

“Where are you going.”

A dull voice rang out as a tightening grip pulled me into a swirl of black mist!

Even without turning, I could sense the fury of the person behind me.

He was angry? About what?

When the black mist dissipated, Rebecca stood quietly before me, her lips curled as she watched me.

Wangchuan looked at Rebecca, issuing a warning that, despite its sternness, carried a trace of indulgence: “Only this once. Don’t do it again.”

Then he swept me into the house.

“Where are you going?”

“I want… to visit the human world.” As he approached, I collapsed onto the floor, nearly at a loss for where to flee.

“In such a hurry to leave, without even wearing proper clothes?”

“Aren’t I wearing something?” I awkwardly shook the oversized robe.

“That’s mine.”

“I… I don’t have any clothes!…”

Before I could finish, Wangchuan waved his hand and reclaimed his robe.

I landed with a thud, sprawled on the ground, desperately covering myself.

Never mind dignity—I just needed to protect what little flesh I had.

Wangchuan’s face was fierce, clearly displeased.

“Why so anxious to go?”

“I want to see my sister.” I forced a smile at Wangchuan.

“Is it really just to see your sister?”

“Who else would I see?” I blinked, feigning ignorance.

Of course, I knew what Wangchuan meant—he was referring to Han Mingxuan.

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But my sister was at Han Mingxuan’s house; I couldn’t just call her out without involving him.

After all, he was helping take care of her—I owed him gratitude.

“Until yesterday, you carried the scent of someone else all over you.”

Having said this, Wangchuan sat down nearby, his sleeves fluttering.

I sniffed myself but noticed nothing unusual. Maybe Han Mingxuan was too much of a playboy—his scent was strong.

Sometimes I could detect a masculine scent from him.

But… the one before me was even stronger.

The entire room was now saturated with a threatening masculine aroma, making me wonder if Wangchuan was… jealous?

But how could that be?

Wangchuan, who’s lived not just for millennia but perhaps ten thousand years, couldn’t possibly act like a child.

I’d always thought Wangchuan was mischievous, tormenting me simply because he was bored from living so long.

Maybe watching my helpless kitten face amused him.

But I hadn’t expected him to show even a hint of jealousy over this…

No… Rebecca said otherwise. She claimed he’s always like this… that he’s not sincere…

But should I believe Rebecca?

That kitten had lied to me more than once. As for Wangchuan, his feelings toward me had always been clear.

Rebecca, on the other hand, was constantly deceitful and hostile toward other kittens.

So, no matter how genuine Rebecca’s expression seemed, I didn’t want to believe her words.

Even though Wangchuan had told me more than once that he didn’t like me, at least he was the one who treated me well.

It was my own fault for misjudging my place. If I, like Rebecca, let jealousy consume me, then perhaps, as she said, I’d end up standing outside the door.

So I shamelessly scooted over to Wangchuan: “Master, don’t be upset.”

He glanced at me, his face expressionless.

But I knew the aggressive scent around him had diminished, as had the black mist that sometimes seeped out.

I smiled again, stroking his hand in a placating gesture: “I don’t want to run away, truly. I’ll stay with you.”

He lowered his gaze to me once more: “I know all your changes. Whether you’re human or cat depends on me.”

“Yes, yes.” I nodded, bowing: “Right, you’re the master—whatever you say goes.”

Only then did Wangchuan’s mood seem to improve a little, as he reached out and pinched my cheek.

“Do you believe what Rebecca said?”