Zi Yao toiled for centuries, all so that Xinzi could benefit from her struggles. Of course, in her mind, it was the Bloodstone Patriarch that robbed her of all she'd been working for. Her hatred for the man behind that mask knew absolutely no limit, and bloodshot, her eyes peered into his. From within Zi Yao's soul, Yuemi too studied the Bloodstone Patriarch, wondering why he showed such interest in Zi Yao.
'What does he want? Her devotion and cunt?' A fair question. After all, if not for coital matters, why would a patriarch of the demonic path hold a gorgeous monstress captive in a cave? And it wasn't like the man didn't make his thirst for Zi Yao's body and soul clear. However, Yuemi could sense that the Bloodstone Patriarch wanted more than just that. That he aimed to worm his way into Zi Yao's soul and break it from the inside.
His next move would prove Yuemi right.
