"There's no use getting anxious, Tammy Blade. In this place, you can only rely on yourself. If you can't suppress your own desires, when your greatest longing comes for you, you'll be devoured by it."
Swallowing a mouthful of liquor, I quietly watched Tammy Blade. At this moment, her expression was extremely grim; she was deeply worried about Yvonne Yang. Two hours had already passed, and Yvonne was still trapped in her desires, enduring endless torment.
"Why? Why? Sister, why? I know very well that my love for you will never be accepted, nor recognized. I just want to quietly stay by your side—can't I even have this one small wish?"
I watched Yvonne Yang, alone, muttering to herself and crying out. She seemed to see Feng Liyun, but I couldn’t tell exactly what she was seeing.
At that moment, I noticed black liquid seeping from Yvonne Yang’s mouth, eyes, and ears. There was a hole torn open in her chest, and the black liquid kept pouring out, covering her entire body. It was darkness—I could feel it.
The black liquid had grown so thick, and the hollow in Yvonne Yang’s chest was getting larger and larger.
"No, it’s not like that, Sister, I don’t want to eat you, it’s not true, not at all..."
Yvonne Yang seemed to be arguing about something, and at that moment, I sensed an extremely abnormal presence in the surroundings. It must be the one controlling the Forest of Desire—she kept tempting and manipulating Yvonne Yang’s desires.
Although this was inside Yvonne Yang’s memory, I could still feel that entity’s presence. She was constantly tempting Yvonne Yang, and her goal was likely to use Yvonne Yang to get rid of those five people.
Suddenly, Yvonne Yang screamed in agony, clutching her head and collapsing to the ground, crying out over and over. Her body was almost entirely black now, with no other color left.
"Do you want to see your sister?"
It was that delicate young girl's voice. Instantly, Yvonne Yang whimpered, lifted her head, and nodded.
"Yes, I want to see my sister. No matter what, I want to be with her. Even if I can't be accepted, as long as I can be by her side..."
"Then, if you get rid of those five people, your wish will come true."
For a moment, Yvonne Yang began to laugh—a sharp, spine-chilling sound. Then, she gradually faded away.
Tammy Blade stood quietly where Yvonne Yang had vanished, clenching her fists and half-squatting on the ground. The wind kept blowing over her Hidden Saber, and at that moment, glistening tears streamed down Tammy Blade’s face.
"She was already exhausted, wasn’t she? I told you about her, didn’t I? Even if..."
"You don’t understand, Mr. Blackmask. It’s because we have hearts that we feel sorrow, but you—don’t have one..."
Tammy Blade turned her head, her profile filled with overwhelming sadness. Ma Yongjie watched quietly, the coldness in his eyes completely gone. He gently touched the left side of his chest.
"A heart..."