He turned to Rong Yi with a cold sneer. "Take care of her? You trapped her in a police station for five days and nights, left her in a mental hospital to be drenched in rain all day, abandoned her when she was burning with fever and unconscious, and let the police drag her away—Rong Yi, is that what you call 'taking care of her'?"
Rong Yi's face instantly changed, this time from guilt. His dark, phoenix-like eyes narrowed slightly, his lashes trembling as if every word Lu Wei spoke struck a wound deep within him.
But in an instant, he erupted in fury, a flash of green light gleaming in his eyes. "No matter what, I'm taking her away, Lu Wei. You can't stop me—"
His form blurred like lightning, and within a second, Qiqi was snatched into his arms.
Lu Wei wanted to step forward, but he knew he was now just a mortal, and a mortal was no match for a demon. Moreover, Qiqi nestled in the black-clad man's arms without any sign of resistance, and her reaction only deepened his sorrow.
"Fine. You've taken her, but how will you bring her back? Rong Yi, Qiqi's fever hasn't fully subsided. You'd better not let her stay in the wind, or her condition will worsen," Lu Wei said.
"Hmph. Mortals are just mortals, utterly lacking in imagination." Rong Yi sneered. "Lu Wei, I truly pity you. The esteemed Medical Immortal reincarnated as a mortal, yet you don't even know that demonic arts exist in this world?"
He held Qiqi with his left arm, while a surge of powerful demonic energy erupted from his right palm—a dazzling, brilliant green, as blinding as a laser. Anyone could see it was an immense force, brimming with destructive and lethal power.
Rong Yi was preparing to use teleportation to take the girl back.
But at that moment, a faint smile curled at the corner of Lu Wei's lips, as if he were confident of the outcome.
Rong Yi formed a teleportation seal with his right hand, but as soon as he moved, his power vanished—as if a massive black hole somewhere had instantly sucked away all the demonic energy radiating from him.
What's happening? How could this be?
Startled, Rong Yi tried to activate his demonic arts again, but it was still useless. He and Qiqi remained standing in the room, not moving an inch.
"Rong Yi, what's wrong?" Qiqi sensed something off about him and quickly lifted her head to ask with concern.
"I'm fine," Rong Yi reassured her, attempting several more times, but each attempt ended in failure.
Lu Wei snorted coldly. "Don't waste your energy. You can't take her away. She's wearing a demon-repelling ring on her hand. From now on, you won't be able to use your demonic arts on her—"
Ah, so that's it.
Qiqi suddenly understood. She raised her left hand, and the emerald on the demon-repelling ring glowed faintly green. Each time Rong Yi tried, the green light flickered—as if it were truly absorbing all of Rong Yi's demonic power.
She hadn't expected the ring to have such an ability. No wonder Rong Yi couldn't use teleportation.
She tried to take the ring off, but it seemed to have taken root, refusing to budge no matter how hard she pulled. Rong Yi held her finger and examined it closely, tugging a few times without success, only causing Qiqi pain.
"How can this be? Senior Brother, please help me take it off," Qiqi turned to Lu Wei.
But Lu Wei shook his head. "Unless the ring willingly comes off on its own, no one can remove it."
"Ah?" Qiqi was stunned. *Does that mean I have to wear it forever? Won't that keep dragging Rong Yi down? Senior Brother, how could you trick me like this?*