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Ouyang Zixin seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, but in reality, her mind was still very clear. She did not mind being knocked unconscious by Nameless; in fact, she even hoped she could truly lose consciousness. That way, she could temporarily stop thinking about Yun Tianmo, and perhaps her heart wouldn't hurt so much.
"It really is useless," Nameless said, observing the slight furrow of Ouyang Zixin's brow. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, indicating that she had not yet freed herself from her pain, not even temporarily.
Sigh...
Nameless turned to glance at the culprit, the Small Stone Box, hesitating whether to destroy it. Otherwise, who knew what else it might reveal? The earlier scene had already inflicted enough harm on Ouyang Zixin. If he hadn't closed the lid in time, the extent of that harm could have deepened significantly.
Confirming that Ouyang Zixin would take some time to wake up, Nameless finally reached out and moved the Small Stone Box. He rubbed his fingers over it for a while before ultimately deciding to open it. A warm yellow light once again radiated from the Small Stone Box, scattering across the ground. Nameless glanced back at Ouyang Zixin with some concern and was relieved to see that she was unaffected.
The Mirror Guardian on the lid had returned to its original state, as if the painful scene had never occurred. Only the patterns of the surrounding totem seemed slightly darker. However, Nameless did not pay much attention to this detail; seeing the Mirror Guardian restored brought him a quiet sense of relief. After all, based on how things had developed earlier, if the image were still ongoing, he would likely be witnessing something quite distressing at that moment.
Imitating Ouyang Zixin, Nameless reached out to touch the surface of the Mirror Guardian. He found it to be icy cold, completely contrasting with the warm light it emitted. This seemingly warm yet actually cold and cruel mirror should be destroyed by him, just like his master often said—out of sight, out of mind.
Buzz—
Just as Nameless was gathering Mysterious Energy at his fingertips, preparing to destroy the Mirror Guardian, he suddenly found himself unable to move at all. He remained frozen in place with his fingertip touching the Mirror Guardian, unable to budge even a little no matter how hard he tried. Let alone destroying it.
At that moment, Ouyang Zixin, who lay behind Nameless, suddenly opened her eyes. A flash of brilliance passed through her gaze but vanished in an instant, leaving her expression dull and devoid of any spirit. She slowly propped herself up, her vacant stare seemingly lost in space. She appeared like a marionette, her posture stiff and strange.
Although Nameless couldn't move, he could still feel everything; he knew immediately when Ouyang Zixin opened her eyes. Unfortunately, he was completely immobilized. He couldn't even speak; their mental connection had been abruptly severed by Ouyang Zixin. What was happening? Logically speaking, she shouldn't have woken up so quickly, and why was he suddenly unable to move?
The rustling sounds behind him repeatedly reminded Nameless that Ouyang Zixin was awake, yet she didn't say a word to him. There was no indication that she wanted to connect with him either; he had no idea what she was doing behind him.
Buzz—
Ouyang Zixin once again heard the voice ringing in her mind, her dull and lifeless gaze fixed for a moment. Then, she formed a hand gesture and softly commanded, "Return." Nameless was summoned back, transforming into a streak of colorful light that vanished into her forehead.
Nameless had not yet processed what had happened when he found himself back inside Ouyang Zixin's body. However, he still could not regain his freedom and could only watch her every move from within, unable to communicate.
Illusion.
Control.
These two words appeared one after the other in Ouyang Zixin's mind. At that moment, as part of Ouyang Zixin, Nameless clearly felt the significance of these words. Their emergence seemed to inject some kind of power into Ouyang Zixin's mind, making Nameless feel as if he could not control himself. He also saw Ouyang Zixin's movements resembling those of a marionette.
Could it be that this Small Stone Box is behind all this? It actually has the ability to control people?!
Nameless wanted to break free from the restraints but realized that the more he struggled, the weaker Ouyang Zixin's body seemed to become, as if his struggles were actually harming her. This realization made Nameless hesitate to move recklessly. It was all his fault for being careless; if he hadn't opened that Small Stone Box, none of this would have happened.
From Ouyang Zixin's eyes, Nameless saw the Mirror Guardian, which reflected her face. Her once bright and lively eyes were now dull and lifeless, her indifferent expression betraying no emotion. If Nameless had not witnessed how heartbroken she had been moments ago, he might have thought this was how Ouyang Zixin was supposed to look—except for those eyes.
What has happened to my master?
What does this Small Stone Box want?
"Does it hurt?"
Suddenly, a voice echoed in Ouyang Zixin's ear, softly asking, "Is your heart in pain?"
In the Mirror Guardian, Ouyang Zixin appeared stunned at first, seemingly pondering how to answer this question. Then, her eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she seemed startled by it herself as she reached up to touch the falling tears. "Am I crying?"
Nameless quietly watched everything unfold from within her. When Ouyang Zixin shed tears, he realized that tears were also falling from his own eyes—a sensation he had never experienced before.
"Crying is because your heart hurts." The voice was full of allure and incredibly infectious. Not to mention Ouyang Zixin, even Nameless felt his own heart beginning to ache. Although this feeling was somewhat inexplicable, he could indeed sense the pain in his heart.
Ouyang Zixin nodded and mechanically repeated, "Yes, my heart hurts."
—Nameless, do you also feel the heartache?
—Master...
Nameless was startled; he did not expect Ouyang Zixin to actually communicate with him. Just as he was about to respond, his Mental Power was cut off again.
"The person who makes you feel pain, you hate them." This was not a question; the voice seemed to be persuading Ouyang Zixin to believe that she hated Yun Tianmo. Even the anger that had just calmed down in Nameless's heart seemed to reignite upon hearing those words.
"Hate."
Hate!
The master and servant both uttered that word—one spoke it aloud while the other thought it silently in his heart. Then they heard the voice seemingly laughing happily, "That's right, hate. I'll give you a chance for revenge, how about that?"
Because Yun Tianmo hurt Ouyang Zixin and made her heart ache, he must be punished. This was what Nameless thought, so he quickly accepted the voice's proposal. Ouyang Zixin seemed to struggle for a moment but soon also embraced the idea of revenge.
Harm must come at a cost! (To be continued.)
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