Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 463

"She can’t escape, how could she possibly get out?"

"Shush! What if? She will get out one day... hehehe!"

Two similar yet slightly different voices whispered outside the door. If not for Chen Muxue’s keen hearing, realizing it just in time, she might have already been captured by those two.

But strangely, given the angle of the light outside, why didn’t she see any shadows of people on the door paper?

The fleshy lump seemed to be rummaging in the inner room. Chen Muxue crouched down to look outside through the lower door crack, trying to see the feet of the people outside, but instead, she was met with two pairs of bloodshot eyes.

Chen Muxue, frightened, jerked back, desperately covering her mouth, restraining herself, forcing herself not to scream.

"She found us!"

"She saw us!"

"What to do? Will she still come out?"

"Shush, what if? What if she still wants to come out? Hehehe!"

The voices outside suddenly got louder, seemingly alerting the fleshy lump in the inner room, with heavy footsteps seemingly approaching. At this moment, Chen Muxue was caught between two fronts. She looked around; the windows were all the same, she had tried before, in her current state, she simply couldn’t push them open...

"Sweetie, why did you run outside? Come back quickly, come to Daddy’s arms, it’s very dangerous outside!"

The fleshy lump’s voice kept getting closer. The two outside were so eager for her to go out, there certainly wasn’t any good intent. Besides, in her current state, dealing with one person was tough enough, two would be impossible...

Chen Muxue quickly scanned her surroundings, a worn-out doll caught her eye. Next to the doll was a pile of miscellaneous items. Perhaps due to the absence of servants, it seemed the pile hadn’t been cleaned for a long time, or it could be said it was a forgotten heap of trash, filled with discarded, outdated ornaments, and fabrics.

Chen Muxue plunged into the pile of debris. Despite the thick dust seeping into her clothes and nosily into her nasal cavity, she resisted the urge to sneeze, leaving only her eyes visible through a gap, keeping watch on the fleshy lump’s actions.

Her hand explored the heap, eventually grasping an object that seemed like a hairpin, one end very sharp. Although this might not even pierce the fleshy lump’s outer skin, it was at least some sort of weapon.

The stench of alcohol assaulted Chen Muxue’s nose once again, mixed with dust. She endured it with effort, tears squeezing from her eyes.

The fleshy lump moved, and through the gap, Chen Muxue’s eyes followed upward, catching sight of the fleshy lump’s features. The other features were indistinct, but a large, decaying mouth continuously dripped black liquid, unclear whether it was saliva or some kind of grease oozed from excessive fat.

Such a disgusting presence, is this the true nature of the forbidden area?

Chen Muxue clutched the hairpin tightly, watching the fleshy lump step by step towards the door and open it. Standing outside was not what Chen Muxue had imagined; the two were hunched over, their bodies sprouting fur, with fangs in their mouths, both with thick dog chains wrapped around their necks.

"Where is she?" The fleshy lump’s decaying mouth seemed to ooze more black liquid as it spoke.

"She didn’t come out."

"Quite clever..." the fleshy lump said, with a hint of warning in his tone, "though I agreed to your terms, if you attempt any enticements, that breaches the rules, and I won’t be lenient."

As he said this, Chen Muxue felt, besides disgust and fear, a surge of anger welled up within her.