Chapter 945: Another Dead End

Upon receiving the news, Night Owl felt a mix of emotions.

As the island master of Tian Du Island, she should have felt sorrow and disappointment over the failed poison test. Yet, for some reason, she felt a small thrill and a sense of relief.

"Master," a guard's voice came from outside the door.

"What is it?" Night Owl asked, playing with a lizard in her hand.

"Yi Feng, the volunteer, requests an audience," the guard replied respectfully.

Hearing this, Night Owl paused her stroking and swiftly moved like a flash of light, hiding the undergarments she had just changed out of under her pillow. She then quickly tidied up a few other messy spots in the room, ensuring everything looked orderly before sitting back down.

She glanced at herself in the mirror and then prepared to let Yi Feng in. But just as she was about to speak, she remembered something and hid the lizard she had been playing with under the bed.

After confirming everything was in place, she subconsciously smoothed her black hair and called out, "Come in."

A moment later, Yi Feng, dressed in a white robe, walked in.

Yi Feng glanced at her but didn't greet her, simply sitting down directly.

This time, Yi Feng had a plan in mind.

The poison masters had consumed his "poisonous chicken soup" and were now working fervently on the poison mist. However, after the first test, Yi Feng had serious doubts about their capabilities.

Therefore, he couldn't place all his hopes on the poison tests.

Another dead end naturally had to rely on this poison woman who even the sages feared.

In fact, Yi Feng had this idea the last time.

As for why he hadn't been poisoned last time, Yi Feng had thought it over carefully.

First, his identity.

After all, he was a volunteer for the poison test. If he were poisoned by Night Owl before even testing the poison, it wouldn't make sense.

Moreover, his action of wiping the tea stain last time, though somewhat overstepping, was overall a kind gesture. Night Owl had no reason to kill him.

In fact, even if he had been poisoned, Night Owl would have secretly cured him.

So, on his way here, Yi Feng had already decided what to do.

He needed to provoke Night Owl.

Even to the point of doing something unfriendly to her.

Therefore, from the moment he entered, Yi Feng acted extremely rudely, not even greeting her.

This would immediately leave a bad impression on Night Owl, setting the stage for further provocation.

Yi Feng silently praised his own cunning.

"No tea?" After sitting for a while and seeing Night Owl make no move, Yi Feng impatiently asked.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I was careless," Night Owl quickly started brewing tea.

"Quite composed..." Yi Feng observed Night Owl's expression, surprised that his tone hadn't provoked any displeasure.

Normally, such important figures had short tempers.

"Seeing Yi Feng's demeanor, you must still be upset about the failed poison test. You truly care about the world!" Night Owl said while pouring tea for Yi Feng.

Halfway through, she noticed the lizard she had hidden under the bed had crawled out and was now under the table.

Night Owl kicked it back under the bed without changing her expression.

After finishing the tea, she continued, "Seeing you in such a bad mood, I have an idea. Why not take a couple of days to relax and explore the surroundings? What do you think?"

Yi Feng turned his head with a stern face and questioned, "Are you telling me what to do?"

"Mind your own business."

With that, Yi Feng casually picked up the tea, took a sip, and then spat it out in disgust.

Beside him, Night Owl stared blankly at Yi Feng's stern face.

He... he actually dared to scold me?

Night Owl's heart pounded.

All her life, since she awakened her calamitous body, everyone had avoided her.

To put it bluntly, people would even avoid her when relieving themselves, fearing for their lives.

Even the sages of Yun Xing were unwilling to provoke her, let alone anyone daring to speak to her in such a tone.

And this Yi Feng before her was the only one who didn't believe in superstitions and treated her differently.

"Yi Feng, you are truly upright and proud. I admire you!"

"You know, everyone on Tian Du Island respects you. They say you are righteous and selfless, willing to risk your life for humanity."

Night Owl spoke softly, with a hint of coquettishness.

Hearing this, Yi Feng's mouth twitched, and he clenched his buttocks.

Night Owl not only didn't get angry but spoke to him in a strangely affectionate tone.

Yi Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

It seemed his reputation on the island was too good.

Everyone thought he was righteous and upright.

Even someone like Night Owl had enough tolerance for him.

In that case, he needed to be even more outrageous.

With this thought, he immediately changed his demeanor, a sly smile forming on his lips as he cast a mischievous glance at Night Owl.

"Night Owl, have you ever tasted a man?" Yi Feng provocatively asked.

According to his plan, such a question would either get him labeled as crazy or slapped.

"Why would you ask such a thing?" The renowned poison woman blushed at Yi Feng's question.

"Huh? Why can't I ask?" Yi Feng sneered, slowly walking towards Night Owl.

Seeing Yi Feng approach, Night Owl instinctively stood up, nervously watching him.

The next moment, a strong hand grasped her wrist, and another arm wrapped around her slender waist.

In that instant, Night Owl shivered, her body tensing as she looked at the man before her with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

This man was so strong, so direct, so domineering.

He gave no time for reaction.

Yet, it was hard to resist.

He was truly different, not like ordinary men.

No wonder the fortune-teller said I would meet my true love at three thousand years old. I didn't believe it then and killed him. Now it seems I was too hasty.

"Night Owl, do you want to try me?"

"I, Yi Feng, am the Golden Spear Prince, the White Dragon in the Waves, known as Zhao Ritian."

Yi Feng's words made Night Owl's body tense even more, her breathing quickened, her hands clutching her skirt, her mind blank.

The next moment, a force threw her onto the bed.

A knee pressed against her abdomen.

"How about it?" Yi Feng continued to tease.

The corner of his mouth curled up to his ear.

Surely no woman could endure such disrespect without getting angry?

With his actions, the righteous image he had built should crumble, turning him into a lecher.

And what's the best way to deal with a lecher?

Of course, to kill!

"Kill me, kill me quickly, with the most potent poison, leaving no chance of survival..."

Yi Feng eagerly awaited his death.

But after a while, Night Owl made no move.

Yi Feng couldn't help but look down.

What he saw left him stunned.

The air froze...