Mu Wanwan raised her head and studied Mr. Dragon’s face, trying to find even the slightest shadow beneath his ink-dark phoenix eyes that might prove he had not been sleeping well.
She stared for such a long time that the dragon’s face turned red. →_→
Yet she still could not find a single dark circle beneath his eyes.
Instead, his skin was fair, smooth, and exceptionally clear.
“Madam…”
Her gaze felt rather piercing to the dragon.
Her brows were slightly curved, and her eyes were clear and focused, as though… as though she truly liked him very much.
The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed the dragon became.
He lifted his phoenix eyes towards her.
“Do you… want a kiss?”
Mu Wanwan: “…”
She had not been thinking about kissing him at all.
She had merely felt sorry for him, only to discover that a certain dragon’s devastatingly handsome face did not suffer in the slightest no matter how long he went without rest.
She was simply a little amazed.
Despite thinking this, Boss Wan’s body was extremely honest.
She slowly walked towards Mr. Dragon and gently took his hand.
“Come here.”
Mr. Dragon’s ears trembled, and he bent down.
This time, they did not have the pill as an excuse.
However, perhaps because of their earlier experience, Mr. Dragon was slightly more proactive than before.
It could not quite be considered a deep kiss, but it was no longer at the level of an innocent kindergarten kiss either.
The small kiss burned with ambiguity.
When it ended, the dragon trembled slightly. Shadows cast by the faint light fell beneath his brow.
He reached out with a large hand and tugged at the corner of her robe.
“Sleep.”
Mu Wanwan knew he did not mean anything else by it, but she could not help overthinking.
Her heart began beating irregularly, and she did not quite dare look at Mr. Dragon’s handsome face, which still bore a few faint remnants of the curse markings.
After calming herself, she firmly shook her head.
“I’ll keep watch this time.”
“You should rest for a while.”
Afraid that a certain dragon might misunderstand, Mu Wanwan added, “Although I’m not very strong, I can still keep watch for one night—”
Before she could finish saying, “It should be fine,” a gentle weight settled on her head.
Mr. Dragon placed his large hand on her head and carefully rubbed it.
“I’ll do it.”
His words were unusually domineering.
Then he added, “Be good.”
This time, even the tips of Mu Wanwan’s ears turned red.
However, she still wanted him to rest.
“Then I’ll keep watch for one shichen, and you can take over afterward. Otherwise, I’ll stay awake with you and refine pills all night.”
Mr. Dragon paused.
His tone carried considerable helplessness, along with a faint trace of delight at being cherished.
“All right.”
His wife was wonderful.
Sometimes, she was also rather stubborn.
He understood that Mu Wanwan merely wanted him to rest.
Although the dragon had already recovered his energy after taking the pill, throughout his previous days of fleeing, he had always travelled alone.
No one had known about his exhaustion or weariness.
Nor had anyone cared.
Now that Madam cared about him, the dragon naturally had to indulge her.
But actually sleeping was impossible.
He could only pretend to rest for a while to reassure her.
Under Mu Wanwan’s watchful gaze, he removed his outer robe and obediently lay down on the shell bed.
He pulled the blanket over himself and closed his eyes, resembling a quiet Sleeping Beauty Dragon.
A smile curved Mu Wanwan’s lips.
She walked to the side and covered the luminous pearls, then picked up a smaller pearl with its light partially shaded.
Carrying a little stool, she prepared to take a look near the entrance of the cave.
Over the previous few days, she had remained inside refining pills and preparing supplies they might need after leaving.
Mr. Dragon generally stayed on the other side of the curtain.
The temperature beneath the sea was extremely low.
Although Mr. Dragon had blocked both the seawater and most of the cold outside, Mu Wanwan still felt slightly chilled.
She slowly followed the stone wall towards the cave entrance.
The luminous pearl in her hand emitted only a faint glow, barely illuminating the path beneath her feet.
Keeping watch truly was a difficult task for her.
It would be wonderful if she could use divine sense.
After nearly tripping over the uneven ground again, Mu Wanwan paused and thought about it.
She shook her head, continued feeling her way forward, and eventually reached the place where Mr. Dragon usually stayed.
Mu Wanwan suspended the luminous pearl in the air, and its gentle light spread around her.
The place where he usually sat was completely empty.
There was not even a small stool.
There was clearly an enormous amount of furniture inside the mustard-seed space.
Why had this dragon never tried to make himself more comfortable?
Mu Wanwan sighed.
She placed the stool against the wall in a relatively level spot.
From the corner of her eye, she noticed that the floating luminous pearl seemed to illuminate something.
Curious, she turned around.
Under the faint light, she saw what appeared to be carvings on the stone wall.
The light was too dim for her to see clearly.
Standing on tiptoe, Mu Wanwan reached out and touched them.
Her fingertips brushed against thick dust.
Large clumps of fragile dust crumbled down, and Mu Wanwan quickly used spiritual energy to flick all of it away.
Beneath the dust, countless deeply carved lines covered the stone wall.
They were extremely messy.
Yet they gave the impression that whoever had written them had been very serious about recording something.
After thinking for a moment, she reached out and traced them again.
The surface was rough and uneven.
From beginning to end, she could only recognise two characters.
“Hun…”
“Dun?”
Hundun?
Chaos?
Mu Wanwan did not understand what those two characters meant.
Was that the name of the cave’s previous owner?
And if the two characters formed someone’s name, what did all the markings around them mean?
Growing increasingly curious, Mu Wanwan studied them several more times beneath the weak light.
In the end, she reached a conclusion—
She could not understand them at all. =_=!
“Why is there a circle carved here?”
She memorised all dozen or so symbols, then stared at the circular marking after the final symbol in complete confusion.
After studying it for a while, all she had gained were the two characters “Hundun” and an inexplicable circle.
Mu Wanwan dusted off her hands.
She felt there had to be something wrong with her for spending so long staring at writing she could not understand.
She was just about to begin keeping watch properly when she heard footsteps behind her.
Mu Wanwan jumped in fright and looked towards the dark interior of the cave.
Her voice trembled slightly.
“Mr-Mr. Dragon?”
“It’s me.”
A certain dragon’s voice sounded.
Mu Wanwan sighed in relief.
“Didn’t I tell you to rest—”
Before she could finish speaking, Mr. Dragon had already arrived in front of her.
Under the weak light, his expression appeared cold, and his gaze seemed filled with shards of ice.
“Don’t turn around.”
His voice contained bone-chilling killing intent, frightening Mu Wanwan slightly.
Had something terrifying suddenly appeared outside, causing Mr. Dragon to come out?
Was he telling her not to turn around because the sight would give her nightmares?
She had already seen such hideous deep-sea fish.
Just how terrible could this creature be?
Mu Wanwan could barely suppress the urge to turn around.
A strong force suddenly pulled at her arm.
In the next instant, her nose was filled with Mr. Dragon’s scent.
His large hand gently pressed against her back, and his voice softened.
“Don’t look.”
Mu Wanwan felt slightly reassured.
She answered softly and wrapped her arms around his waist.
Mr. Dragon’s body stiffened for a moment before quickly returning to normal.
Mu Wanwan heard the sound of something slicing through the air, followed by a creature’s miserable scream.
The sound was piercing and made her scalp tingle.
Even through the thick seawater, it sent a chill through her heart.
*Puchi.*
*Puchi.*
Coldness seeped inside, only to be quickly sealed out again.
After a long while, everything finally became completely silent.
“It’s all right now.”
Mr. Dragon softened his voice.
His tone seemed to carry a faint desire for praise.
Mu Wanwan released him and stepped half a pace away.
“What was it?”
Mr. Dragon remained silent for a moment before answering vaguely.
“A sea demon.”
“A sea demon?”
Mu Wanwan rubbed between her brows.
“Was it extremely ugly?”
Mr. Dragon froze, then let out a quiet laugh.
His heart relaxed slightly.
“Mm. It wasn’t attractive.”
The sea demons near the abyss were not limited to the naturally hideous creatures that dwelled in darkness.
Many had once been land-dwelling beings that had fallen into the sea.
They were seduced by the monsters that controlled the sea, and those whose hearts were not strong enough became corrupted, turning into new sea demons beneath the monsters’ command.
Those who became sea demons later retained their original appearances.
They were drawn to light and moved during the night.
Like the claws and fangs of the monsters, they wandered around searching for new prey.
The place where he and Madam were currently staying had once been one of his temporary shelters while he was fleeing.
It was also the border between the Mermaid Kingdom and the abyss, an area that caused the merfolk endless trouble.
Only a place like this could appear truly safe.
The reason he had refused to let her look was simply that he did not want her to see him killing something.
It did not matter when it was only food.
But the sea demon just now had possessed a human appearance.
“So it becomes this dangerous at night.”
Mu Wanwan looked at him worriedly.
“That sea demon just now wasn’t very strong, was it? Did you use a lot of energy? Take these bottles of pills.”
Once she recovered from her fright, she began saying a great deal.
“It was very weak.”
Mr. Dragon did not actually intend to boast about his strength.
However, the words came out on their own, and his desire for praise was extremely obvious.
“Even a hundred of them wouldn’t be able to defeat me.”
Mu Wanwan: “…”
“I know.”
She praised him.
“My hus—husband is very powerful.”
“Mm.”
Mu Wanwan asked a few more questions about the sea demons.
Then she pointed towards the markings she had just discovered on the stone wall.
Thinking that Mr. Dragon might perhaps recognise them, she asked, “Mr. Dragon, can you understand what’s carved here?”
After speaking, she watched Mr. Dragon easily reach the section of the wall that she had needed to stand on tiptoe to touch.
Mu Wanwan could not resist pouting at him.
“What’s wrong?”
Mr. Dragon’s vision was unaffected by the darkness.
The straightforward dragon assumed that she felt unwell.
“Are you uncomfortable somewhere?”
Mu Wanwan: “…”
Her face felt slightly warm.
“No. Hurry and look.”
“All right.”
The usually obedient Mr. Dragon behaved very well this time too.
His phoenix eyes swept across the writing on the wall.
Then he fell silent.
This was bad!
These markings—
The dragon did not recognise a single one of them.
Mr. Dragon pressed his lips together coldly, pretending to examine the carvings carefully.
He slowly stretched out his hand and traced them one character at a time.
“Well?”
He was taking so long that Mu Wanwan grew impatient.
“I only recognised the two characters ‘Hundun.’ I don’t know any of the others.”
Mr. Dragon’s ears immediately stood upright.
Hearing that she could only recognise two characters made him feel slightly more at ease.
He calmly withdrew his hand.
His face reddened slightly, and his lie was not particularly convincing.
“Mm… neither do I.”
Mu Wanwan had not expected much from him in the first place after seeing his handwriting before.
Therefore, she was not especially disappointed by his answer.
However, Mr. Dragon seemed to think of something and called out to her.
“Madam.”
“Mm?”
“Here.”
Mr. Dragon pointed towards the end of the markings.
Taking her hand, he guided it towards the carving so they could touch it together.
Mu Wanwan understood what he meant.
“What about this circle?”
“It isn’t a circle.”
Mr. Dragon’s voice was solemn.
“It’s an egg.”
“It means ‘egg.’”
Mu Wanwan: “??”
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