The casual declaration made Akane's eyes widen with disbelief.
"Are you blind?" she demanded, her voice rising with barely controlled emotion. "Can't you see that he's been possessed by someone else? Why are you still calling him your husband?"
But instead of backing down or showing any sign of doubt, Yu Xiang actually chuckled.
The sound was soft, almost musical, but it carried undertones that made Akane's skin crawl with unease.
Yu Xiang turned toward Tianlong with a tender expression, her hand moving to caress his face with possessive gentleness.
"Can you sleep for a moment?" she asked, her voice dripping with honeyed sweetness.
Tianlong blinked in confusion. "What?"
Before he could react further, he simply collapsed into Yu Xiang's embrace, his consciousness fading as if someone had severed the spiritual threads keeping him awake.
