At this moment, Rong Mo'er's hands were covered in flames while her discarded clothes were already reduced to ashes.
Acting fast, he grabbed a rag and tried to extinguish the fire—but no matter what he did, the flames were still burning.
When he raised his head, Gu Shaoze was stunned by Rong Mo'er's eyes. Her pupils had turned red, flickering as if flames were burning within them.
Noticing his stunned reaction, Rong Mo'er felt scared and cried out, "Gu Shaoze, save me! I don't want to die!"
Fear welled up inside her, and tears gathered in her eyes. But before they could fall, they evaporated into mist due to her high body temperature.
Gu Shaoze froze when he saw this, his hands still midair. His initial instinct to help her faded as he took several steps back. He let out a sigh of relief and said, "Rong Mo'er, calm down."
She glared at him when she heard his words and asked, "How can you tell me to calm down when I'm burning like this?!"
"Rong Mo'er, do you feel any pain?" he asked carefully.
The moment she heard his words, she was taken aback. She had been so panicked that she hadn't even noticed her condition. But now that he mentioned it, there was indeed no pain at all. The only discomfort she felt was the lingering soreness in her lower body.
At this realization, her eyes widened in shock.
Gu Shaoze smiled when he saw her reaction and said, "Congratulations, Rong Mo'er. You have awakened a superpower."
The realization sent a wave of excitement through her. She threw her head back and burst into laughter. With this power, she could finally avenge herself.
Those bastards would burn—they wouldn't even deserve an intact corpse. She would make sure to burn them all!
But as the laughter faded, her emotions crashed down on her like a tidal wave. She squatted and wrapped her arms around her knees with her head lowered. The flames on her hands flickered, growing smaller until they disappeared entirely.
Seeing her trembling shoulders, Gu Shaoze sighed. He crouched beside her and, without saying a word, pulled her into his embrace. He patted her back in silent comfort, unsure of what to say.
After a while, Rong Mo'er's sobs quieted down. She wiped her tear-streaked face and said hoarsely, "Thank you, Gu Shaoze."
Gu Shaoze chuckled and said with a hint of self-mockery, "I don't deserve your thanks. I—"
Before he finished his words, Rong Mo'er shook her head and said, "What happened to me isn't your fault. You weren't obligated to help me. Don't blame yourself."
Even though she said this, guilt still weighed heavily on Gu Shaoze. Not wanting to continue the conversation, he cleared his throat and said, "You should get dressed."
Only then did Rong Mo'er realize she was wearing nothing but her underwear. Even though she had been tainted, she still felt a deep sense of shame at exposing herself in front of a man.
"I will step outside," Gu Shaoze said, quickly leaving the room.
Outside, he collapsed onto a chair, lost in thought. Raising his hands, he noticed they were damp with sweat.
Rubbing his palms on his pants, he tried to wipe the moisture away, but no matter how much he rubbed, his palms remained wet. His gaze flickered between his damp pants and his still-dripping hands.
A strange thought crossed his mind and he thought, 'Am I sick?'
Just as he started to worry about an unknown illness, a droplet of water slipped from his palm and hit the ground. Then another and another. The drops gradually increased, forming a small puddle beneath him.
He was stunned by this and recalled how one of Pei Yijun's teammates had the ability to create water from her fingertips.
"Am I also—?" he muttered under his breath.
On impulse, he lifted his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them. Cool, fresh liquid trickled onto his tongue, and his eyes widened in shock. The water was cool. It tasted just like spring water, with a faint hint of sweetness.
With water supplies running low, Gu Shaoze had been feeling thirsty for days. He ignored all hesitation and kept drinking, savoring the cool relief the water brought to him as he hummed in satisfaction.
At that moment, Rong Mo'er stepped out of the locker room—only to stop in her tracks. What she saw made her eyes widen in shock.
Gu Shaoze sat there, fingers in his mouth, eyes half-lidded in pleasure as he… sucked on them?
A chill ran down her spine instantly. She had escaped from those beasts, only to end up with a pervert?!
Clenching her fists, she stammered, "W-what are you doing?"
At the sound of her voice, Gu Shaoze snapped out of his trance. His dazed expression cleared, and his face immediately turned crimson.
He pulled his fingers from his mouth and stammered, "I-it's not what you think! I'm not a pervert!"
Rong Mo'er narrowed her eyes and asked, "Then what exactly were you doing?"
Raising his dripping hands, Gu Shaoze quickly explained, "I think I have a water ability. My palms keep secreting water, so I was drinking it."
She eyed his hands suspiciously—until she saw the thin layer of water covering his skin and trickling down his arms.
Her throat burned with thirst.
Without another thought, she rushed over, grabbed his hand, and exclaimed, "Don't waste the water!"
Then, without hesitation, she lowered her head and licked his palm.
Gu Shaoze stiffened instantly. A soft, wet tongue slid across his skin, lapping up the water greedily. Heat surged through his body as his mind went blank.
As a normal young man, his body reacted instinctively. But he knew she had just suffered a traumatic experience, so he didn't want to scare her.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to stay calm. In a strained voice, he said, "R-Rong Mo'er, c-can you let go? I will fill a water bottle for you."