I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 50

July 17th, the weather was overcast, faint rumbles of thunder echoed, and a torrential rain was imminent.

This was a familiar scene that appeared in Shang Can's nightmares every midnight.

The wind, carrying the scent of moisture, brushed past her ears, allowing Shang Can to vividly smell the essence of that day. The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the wind howling mournfully.

For nearly ten years, she had suffered from headaches, and now being pulled into the vividly terrifying scene of a nightmare left her gasping in pain. Her forehead burned with pain, sweat beaded down, sticking her hair to the side of her face.

Shang Can swayed in the wind, the piercing voice had long since faded away, and she gritted her teeth, pressing hard against her temples, striving to detach herself from her emotions and think calmly.

She had fallen into Qin Yi's trap.

Perhaps it had begun the moment she saw that talisman, or maybe it was the strange look Qin Yi had given her while disguised as Yun Duan—Shang Can closed her eyes, irritated with her own ignorance.

The surroundings had completely transformed into the familiar scene. With great effort, Shang Can took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and slowly turned to look at the unremarkable pavilion beside her.

It remained intact, yet a storm was clearly brewing.

It felt as if she had been pulled into another illusion, but unlike before, she retained her mental clarity, fully aware that she was in an illusion. It was more like being a spectator,

and aside from the intense headache, her spiritual power remained unaffected for now.

Shang Can pressed her lips tightly together and spoke in a low voice, "Qin Yi, what exactly do you want?"

"Ha." The piercing voice suddenly rang out, laced with sarcasm. "Want to kill you. Isn't that obvious?"

"Then come at me."

Shang Can moved her lips, forming an emotionless smile, her voice suddenly turning gentle. "Let's see if you have the capability. With you hiding like this, what can you possibly achieve?"

"..."

The voice let out a few light laughs, its tone filled with amusement. "Perhaps I can't achieve much."

"But Shang Can," the voice suddenly morphed back into the tone of Qin Yi from Shang Can's memories, as if it were coming from a nearby place, filled with playful mirth. "As long as I can see that expression on your face, I'm already beyond delighted."

As the words fell, the scene around Shang Can suddenly twisted, like flickering white noise. Her vision blurred, and she realized she had appeared in a dimly lit room—inside the pavilion.

Qin Yi stood right in front of her. The person before her had shed the mild demeanor of the acting leader from Tianwai Tian, and the ever-smiling face was now replaced with a cold smile filled with delight, eyes gleaming with a hint of madness.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

She said joyfully, suddenly reaching out a hand towards Shang Can. Shang Can instinctively dodged, immediately launching a counterattack, only to find herself grasping at air.

As if passing through the air itself, she had gone straight through Qin Yi's body.

Shang Can's heart skipped a beat, barely stopping her momentum. When she turned around, she found that this Qin Yi seemed completely unaware of her actions or even her presence. She didn't even blink, only bending down leisurely to grab the collar of a person lying on the ground, pulling her up forcefully.