Deviant: No Longer Human Chapter 448: Degenerate Xueying!

"C'mon, weren't you the one who used to bathe together with him?" Xueying's voice broke into her thoughts as she playfully grabbed i's shoulder, her fingers brushing against the soft fabric of i's coat.

"!"

i's eyes widened, a flash of anger crossing her face as she quickly glanced at the driver again.

This ti, she noticed the man's eyes flickering toward the rearview mirror, his expression a mix of curiosity and surprise.

A deep flush spread across her cheeks, making her feel mortified.

She slapped Xueying's hand away, her voice firm and laced with irritation. "Don't speak useless things! You're twisting right and wrong... How does bathing as children make it the sa?" she hissed, her cheeks still burning with embarrassnt.

Xueying simply chuckled, shaking her head as she leaned back, her fingers tapping rhythmically against her temple. "Well, whatever," she sighed, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "If you don't want to go forward and grab the opportunity, I will."

Wang i stared at Xueying, her gray eyes wide with disbelief.

Has she lost her mind?

i thought, her delicate brows furrowing in concern.

The re idea of what her sister was suggesting made her stomach churn.

Fucking her own brother... Just how degenerate does soone have to be to even consider that?

"Are you serious?" i asked, her voice tinged with genuine worry as she searched her sister's face for any sign that this was all just a twisted joke.

Xueying, however, remained nonchalant, shrugging her slender shoulders as if discussing the weather. "Well, let him recover his mories. If that bastard doesn't take responsibility, strip him down and push him." Her tone was casual, almost flippant, as if the suggestion was the most natural thing in the world.

i's jaw dropped, her pink lips forming a perfect "O" of shock.

Take responsibility?

Her mind raced, trying to process the implications.

Did Xueying an the deed had already been done?

Wait...

Her heart skipped a beat.

Does this an she did it seven years ago?

A sudden wave of discomfort washed over i, and she instinctively shifted away from Xueying, putting so distance between them.

The thought of her sister crossing such a line was both disturbing and bewildering.

'You're an idiot,' she thought, her mind swirling with confusion and unease.

"You're an idiot," she said aloud, pressing her lips together in a tight line.

Her voice was flat, devoid of the usual warmth she reserved for her sister.

Xueying just shrugged again, her expression unbothered.

The casual way she dismissed i's concerns left i feeling even more unsettled.

"If you're serious..." i began, her voice a bit more strained now, "then Mom would kill you."

Xueying leaned back in her seat, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "We could just escape the country or keep it secret," she replied, as if it were a simple matter of packing their bags and leaving.

i shook her head, too tired to continue the argunt. 'She's deliberately teasing ,' i realized, though the tension in her chest didn't fully dissipate.

Xueying had always been the more daring, more reckless of the two, but this... this was beyond even her usual character.

Xueying, however, didn't seem fazed by i's disbelief.

Instead, she smiled mischievously, her dark eyes gleaming with a hidden confidence. "I have support," she said cryptically.

i didn't bother to respond, dismissing the comnt as more of Xueying's playful banter.

Support?

She didn't care to ask, convinced that her sister was just trying to get a rise out of her.

But even as she tried to brush it off, i couldn't help but feel a small pang of unease.

Is leaving the country that easy?

She wondered.

Their mother was no longer the sa woman she had been in the past.

Now, she was rich, powerful, and well-connected. If she wanted to find Xueying, she had a hundred ways to do so.

But Xueying, seemingly unconcerned, continued to smile to herself, her thoughts drifting to her teacher, Isabelle.

Isabelle, a woman of mysterious charm and sharp intellect, had always been more than just a teacher.

Years ago, she had harbored suspicions that Wang Xiao might be the infamous Eight Prince, and it was this curiosity that had led her to embed herself in the school where he once studied.

It was there that she first encountered Wang Xueying, Wang Xiao's sister.

Recognizing an opportunity, Isabelle took Xueying under her wing, training her as an apprentice under the guise of a devoted ntor.

The intense sessions with Isabelle transford Xueying's outlook on life.

What others saw as strict academia, Xueying treated as re play—ti to pass between the rigorous training Isabelle put her through.

The traditional subjects beca trivial in her eyes; her real education was the one Isabelle provided, filled with lessons that delved far beyond the classroom.

Isabelle's influence over Xueying grew stronger with each passing day.

She took exceptional care of the girl, earning her trust and affection.

Yet, unbeknownst to Xueying, there was more to Isabelle's nurturing than t the eye.

Under the guise of a concerned teacher, Isabelle had skillfully extracted all kinds of information from Xueying, including details about her personal life and family affairs.

Every secret, every confession, was stored away, feeding Isabelle's deeper ambitions.

The idea was simple—Isabelle would support Xueying and her family, provided they could lead her to the Eight Prince in future.

It was a pretext, of course, a carefully constructed ruse designed to get Isabelle closer to her true goal: a eting with the Eight Prince himself.

But when an imposter arrived in the form of a moryless Wang Xiao, Isabelle's hopes were dashed.

The imposter, though bearing the right na, lacked the presence, the aura, and most importantly, he wasn't the eight prince she was looking for.

The deception was clear to her, and with a heavy heart, Isabelle gave up her pursuit, resigning herself to the fact that Wang Xiao was not the man she sought.

Still, Xueying's natural talent could not be overlooked.

The girl had a brilliant mind for science, and Isabelle saw in her the potential for greatness.

So, she proposed an offer—an invitation for Xueying to leave the mundanity of her current life behind and join her in a place unlike any other.

Isabelle was vague about the destination, revealing only that it was a mysterious, secluded location, cut off from the rest of the world.

Xueying, captivated by the idea of a grand adventure, hadn't yet shared this proposal with anyone, not even her closest family.

The thought of leaving everything behind was scary, yet the thrill of the unknown was too powerful to resist.l

Little did she know that the place Isabelle was planning to take her was none other than the legendary Eight Continent, Atlantia— known to only a select few.

But with the real Wang Xiao's unexpected return, the future suddenly seed uncertain.

The dynamic between Isabelle, Xueying, and the entire Wang family was bound to change in ways no one could predict.

Isabelle, confident in her plans, was unknowingly walking into a situation far more complicated than she had anticipated.

She was in for a surprise, one that would shake the very foundations of her carefully laid sches.

And she wasn't the only one.

Everyone, from Xueying to the entire Wang family, was about to be swept up in a series of events that would challenge their destiny...