After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 37 - You’re Amazing, You’re So Virtuous

“That depends entirely on your attitude.”

As she spoke, the girl smiled brightly, her eyes curving like crescent moons. Her pure and sweet outfit perfectly complemented her charming demeanor.

There’s a saying: when a girl pursues a boy, it’s like a thin veil between them.

Xia Ranyue was adept at understanding the subtle thoughts of teenage boys, creating the illusion of, Could she really be interested in me?

Under this illusion, even the most self-controlled adolescent boy would inevitably start to overthink.

As long as He Ange entertained the thought for even a moment, he would already be caught in her web.

“Save your energy, Senior Sister. Your charm techniques are practically being shoved down my throat,” He Ange said with a sigh, turning to leave.

“Huh?”

Xia Ranyue let out a surprised noise, her lips pouting slightly as she puffed out her cheeks in frustration and followed after him.

He walked ahead, and she trailed behind.

As they walked, Xia Ranyue realized her charm techniques were ineffective against him. She dropped her earlier sweet and innocent act, her mood souring as she took long, bored strides.

“Why is it that you can always see through my charm techniques, He Ange? Don’t tell me you’re... you know... into men?” she asked, her tone laced with curiosity and irritation.

“Not every man is a slave to lust,” He Ange replied flatly.

“I wasn’t even trying to seduce you just now!” Xia Ranyue retorted, her voice rising in exasperation. After a moment, she sighed, a hint of resignation in her tone. “I was going for the sweet, innocent junior sister vibe today. But alas, He Ange, you’re just a little scoundrel who only likes married women. Of course, you wouldn’t care for a good girl like me.”

By the end, she wore an expression of mock superiority.

He Ange raised an eyebrow.

“When did I ever say I liked married women?”

“Two nights ago, weren’t you at the underground black market in Yong’an City?”

“I wasn’t.”

“Stop lying. I have proof!” Xia Ranyue declared triumphantly, pulling out a recording stone from her pocket and waving it in front of him.

He Ange was momentarily stunned into silence.

It was true that he had drained her spiritual energy, and he had wronged her. But spying on him and recording him? That was going a bit far...

The recording stone was a step too much.

Though, to be fair, he wasn’t exactly in a position to criticize her.

“...”

“You’re not denying it, so you’re admitting it,” Xia Ranyue said smugly.

“Fine, I admit it,” He Ange replied, exhaling in defeat.

“Then that night at the black market, didn’t you hang out with a bunch of noblewomen, flirting and entangling yourself with them? They were all looking at you with those shameless, suggestive smiles!” Xia Ranyue accused, her voice growing more heated as she pointed a finger at him.

He Ange was baffled. What did his private affairs have to do with her? Why was she acting so self-righteous?

“He Ange, you’re disgusting! How could you do this to Senior Sister An Luo Yi?” she demanded.

“And what gives you the right to lecture me?” he shot back.

“Why wouldn’t I have the right? Do you think all fox demons grow up in brothels, seducing greasy old officials? Let me tell you, my body as a fox demon is far cleaner than yours, you filthy man!”

She was genuinely upset, as if she were scolding a younger brother for staying out all night and tarnishing his reputation.

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Her tone was domineering, but He Ange couldn’t argue with her. She wasn’t wrong.

He wasn’t clean.

From the moment he fell into the abyss, his soul had been tainted. There was no path back to redemption.

But even so, being called out like this by Xia Ranyue still stung.

She was just another victim on his path as a demonic cultivator. What right did she have to judge his life choices?

If he could turn back time, wouldn’t he have chosen to live as a bright and honest young man? Who would willingly frequent the black market, smiling at noblewomen to make a living?

“You’re amazing. You’re so virtuous,” He Ange said coldly, his gaze sharp and unyielding.

“If you came here today just to expose my private affairs and lecture me from your moral high ground, then congratulations. You’ve succeeded. Are you satisfied now?”

His tone was icy, his displeasure evident in his furrowed brows and the fire in his eyes.

It was the first time in months that Xia Ranyue had seen him genuinely angry.

So, he could get angry after all...

Startled by his outburst, she fell silent, unsure of how to respond.

“If I had been born into the proud fox clan, if I had a noble sister like the saintess of the fox clan, then perhaps my body would be much cleaner than yours,” He Ange said, his voice laced with bitterness.

With that, he turned and walked back to the male dormitory.

As he reached for the door to close it, Xia Ranyue grabbed the handle, stopping him. Their eyes met again, and He Ange couldn’t help but feel exasperated.

He was already this upset, and she still followed him? Did she enjoy being scolded?

“I didn’t come here to argue with you,” she said hesitantly, her tone softer now.

She knew she had crossed a line. She had only wanted to confront him about the black market incident, but his dismissive attitude—You’re just a fox demon. What right do you have to lecture me?—had provoked her. She hated being reduced to a stereotype, and her words had come out harsher than intended.

“I’m sorry...” Xia Ranyue murmured, lowering her head slightly.

“It’s rare for anyone to make me this angry. Consider yourself honored,” He Ange said, his anger already dissipating as he looked at her apologetic expression.

He walked over to the table, picked up a kettle of hot water, and brewed some tea with pre-prepared leaves. Pouring a cup, he placed it in front of her.

“Tea?” he offered.

“...”

Seeing her hesitant expression, He Ange added, “I grew these tea leaves myself. They’re quite good.”

“No thanks. I hate the taste of tea—it’s always so bitter,” Xia Ranyue said, turning her face away in mild disgust.

When she declined, He Ange took a sip himself, then asked, “What do you like, then?”

“Sweet things.”

“Oh? In that case, I have just the thing for you,” He Ange said with a smile. He rummaged through his storage ring and pulled out a black bottle of fizzy liquid.

He gestured for her to sit, then poured the dark, bubbling drink into a glass, adding a couple of ice cubes for good measure.

Xia Ranyue eyed the glass suspiciously.

“I admit I was a bit harsh earlier, but you don’t have to poison me in retaliation...”

“It’s not poison. It’s cola.”

“Cola?”

“Don’t ask. Just drink it. It’s sweet.”

“Uh...”

Still skeptical, Xia Ranyue leaned forward, sniffing the drink like a cautious little fox. The bubbles popped against her nose, making her flinch slightly.

She wiped her nose with her hand, then hesitantly licked the moisture off her fingers.

A moment later, her eyes widened in surprise.

“It’s sweet! But there’s also a hint of herbal flavor... You didn’t put something weird in this, did you? Something that’ll make my body act strange?” she asked, her tone both curious and accusatory.

Watching her wide-eyed reaction, He Ange couldn’t help but laugh, his earlier irritation completely gone.

“What’s the matter? You seem almost excited at the thought of me drugging you,” he teased.

“Shut up! As if!” Xia Ranyue snapped, rolling her eyes. But her tone was less sharp now, more playful.

She picked up the glass, took a deep breath, and downed the cola in one go.

It was clear she had worked up her courage to drink it.

When she finished, she looked up at He Ange, her eyes sparkling with delight.

“He Ange! This is amazing—it’s so delicious—hic!”

A small hiccup escaped her lips, cutting off her words. The sudden sound left the room in an awkward silence.

She stared at him. He stared back. Neither of them knew how to react.

In the end, He Ange was the first to break, stifling a laugh before bursting out in genuine amusement.

“Who knew fox demons could hiccup too?”