CHAPTER 341: CHAPTER-341.

Slowly, Kaya turned to look at Cutie and gestured toward the mongoose still lying in a pool of blood.

"Clean him up," she said simply.

With that, Kaya walked directly out of the room, heading to another chamber to sleep. The day ahead was still long, and she needed rest.

The door closed behind her with a soft click, leaving the others standing in the bloodied room with the broken mongoose.

Cutie stood motionless for a moment, then moved to follow her orders. Sparrow remained frozen in the corner, his entire body still trembling uncontrollably.

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The next morning, when Kaya woke and stepped out of her room, she looked completely refreshed. Her hair was slightly tousled from sleep, but her expression was calm and serene—like she’d just had the most peaceful night’s rest in the world.

She stretched her arms above her head, letting out a satisfied sigh. "Aaah."

Then she looked down at the main area.

Three figures sat there—Veer, Cutie, and Sparrow.

From the look of them, she could immediately tell that none of them had dared to sleep. Not even a wink.

Veer’s eyes were slightly red but alert, his expression still carrying that same enthusiastic energy. Cutie maintained his frozen composure, though there was a faint weariness around his eyes. And Sparrow... Sparrow looked like his soul had been partially extracted from his body. His eyes were wide and hollow, staring at nothing.

Kaya walked down slowly, completely unbothered by their states.

"Is there something to eat?" she asked casually while stretching her arms again. "I’m quite hungry."

Silence.

Sparrow’s jaw dropped slightly. He stared at her in complete disbelief.

This woman... what is she? Really a demon? Who the hell could eat after such a bloody scene last night? Who could sleep so peacefully after torturing someone for an hour and a half straight?

But Kaya didn’t seem to notice—or care—about his internal crisis.

Veer stood and headed to the kitchen area of the hotel. Since he’d booked the entire place, the kitchen staff had left food prepared before they cleared out. He brought out breakfast—a large bowl of steaming lotus root soup, several pieces of roasted chicken, fresh bread, and a pitcher of water.

Kaya sat down at the table and ate heartily.

She drank the entire big bowl of lotus soup, savoring each spoonful. She ate the roasted chicken slowly, tearing the tender meat apart with her fingers.

Crunch.

She even drank quite a bit of water, finishing two full cups.

The whole time, she looked completely at peace.

Sparrow watched in absolute horror. His appetite had completely vanished. He couldn’t even look at food without his stomach churning.

After finishing her meal, Kaya stood and stretched again. "I’m going to take a bath," she announced.

She disappeared for a while, and when she returned, she was freshly bathed and dressed in clean clothes. Her hair was still slightly damp, pulled back loosely. She looked like any normal young woman about to start her day.

She glanced at Cutie and Sparrow, who were barely picking at their own food.

"Okay," she said brightly. "Let’s go to the market."

Both of them froze.

Sparrow looked at Kaya in complete disbelief, his expression screaming

WHAT?!

Like, seriously? Market? Shopping? After last night?

He was in total denial. He genuinely wished the earth would just split open beneath him so he could crawl inside and bury himself forever. Just disappear. Cease to exist.

Kaya looked at him, tilting her head slightly. "Let’s go to the market for some shopping," she repeated, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

And just like that, she opened the door and walked outside leisurely, her steps light and unhurried.

Cutie followed after a brief pause, his expression still frozen but obedient.

Veer seemed quite enthusiastic. He walked beside Kaya, chatting happily. "Hey, so what should we buy? I saw last night there were some ribbon shops near the eastern district. And those fabric stalls you liked before—"

"Oh, the silk ones?" Kaya asked, her tone genuinely interested. "Yeah, I wanted to check those out. Maybe get some new clothes made."

"Right? And there’s that spice vendor too. The one with the imported seasonings."

They talked back and forth like nothing had happened. Like the previous night had been completely ordinary.

Even Cutie was relatively calm, walking a few steps behind them with his usual stoic demeanor.

But Sparrow...

Sparrow’s soul felt like it had already left his body.

He walked mechanically, his legs moving on autopilot while his mind screamed internally. His eyes were distant, unfocused, seeing but not really seeing.

What kind of people are these?! his mind wailed. What kind of group have I gotten involved with?!

Last night, he’d watched this woman—this seemingly normal, pretty young woman—beat someone within an inch of their life. He’d watched her break teeth, shatter bones, draw blood like it was an art form. He’d listened to the screams, the begging, the desperate pleas for mercy that never came.

And now she was casually discussing ribbon colors and spice vendors.

This is insane. This is completely insane.

As they walked through the streets, the morning sun was bright and warm. The city was alive with activity—merchants setting up their stalls, people going about their daily business, children running and playing.

Everything was so... normal.

Kaya walked through it all with a small smile on her face, occasionally pointing out interesting items in shop windows. Veer responded enthusiastically to everything she said. Cutie remained his usual silent self but stayed close.

And Sparrow trudged behind them like a ghost, internally begging for this nightmare to end.

They reached the market district, and Kaya immediately headed toward a fabric stall. The merchant greeted her warmly, clearly recognizing her from previous visits.

"Ah, young miss! Back again? I just got some new silks from the eastern provinces!"

"Really?" Kaya’s eyes lit up with genuine interest. "Can I see them?"

"Of course, of course!"