Could you please provide the content of Chapter 10 for translation?

The number of surprises encountered that day was simply overwhelming—my fragile heart could barely take it!

After the initial shock, Lin Yu managed to regain composure, half-lidded eyes gazing vacantly at the man above, expressionless and listless.

"Well~~ why not choose you! Xiao Yi will surely like you too!" The man's voice brimmed with excitement, so much so that he was rolling gleefully in midair.

Yes, actually rolling in midair.

Lin Yu: ==

Bathed in the dim glow of the night pearl above the bed, Lin Yu listened to the man's nonsensical ramblings. She couldn't help but roll her eyes as she sized up the demon floating overhead, wings of black bone flapping lazily. He was completely absorbed in his own imaginings, nearly losing himself in his excitement.

This was unmistakably a pureblood demon—red hair, blood-red eyes.

Yet his silky red hair, which hung down messily, looked as if it had been deliberately tousled. His beautiful, wicked face was adorned with a bright, childlike smile, utterly at odds with his sinister appearance.

Was this redhead freshly escaped from some back-alley slum, lacking even the most basic common knowledge?

From head to toe, aside from the black low-waisted pants hung with precarious red gemstone ornaments, he was nearly naked.

Lin Yu’s gaze lingered involuntarily on the man’s sculpted abs. Damn it!

Showing off his body, huh!

So what if he has abs?!

Suddenly, the red-haired man stopped rolling in midair, narrowed his blood-red eyes, and said, "Hey, your gaze is just like Anson’s—so pleasing to both body and mind."

Lin Yu: "…………"

Are there really people in this world who enjoy being stared at with envious, resentful, murderous eyes?

"But…" the man’s tone shifted.

The next moment, Lin Yu’s left shoulder was struck and pressed against by the man, with no regard for gentleness. Her right arm, nearly numb from the pressure, made her cry out in pain.

The demon, who had been drifting lazily moments before, now folded his wings and propped himself at the other side of the bed, half lying, half sprawling atop Lin Yu’s left shoulder.

"The scent isn’t quite right…"

The red-haired demon wrinkled his nose, sniffing around like a wolfhound. Under Lin Yu’s increasingly exasperated glare, he maintained his possessive demeanor, his hands restlessly clutching her weighted limbs.

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The proximity was so close that Lin Yu could smell the faint scent of blood emanating from him—just as flies are drawn to blood or ants to carrion. As a purebred bloodthirsty demon, his protective behavior made Lin Yu instantly suspect something was amiss.

But before she could ponder further, the red-haired demon sighed regretfully, "Tsk tsk… I wondered why the scent was so familiar—turns out you're an incomplete specimen, escaped from Xiao Yi’s hands…"

His gaze lingered on Lin Yu’s face and neck before he spoke in a somber tone, "Such a shame. Well, in that case—let me mark you first."

Lin Yu: "?!"

Meanwhile――――

"Ahhhhhhh…………"

Suddenly, a piercing, hysterical scream erupted, disrupting the quiet of the pre-dawn hours. The sound was so sharp it seemed capable of splitting eardrums.

"…The scent is even better than expected. Until next time."

A whisper faded away amid the billowing drapes of the bed.

"Knock knock…" hurried knocking sounded.

But the visitor waited a moment, receiving no response from within.

"Xiao Qi? Open the door…" Was it an illusion, or did Lin Yu, in her muddled state, detect a hint of urgency in the man’s voice?

Accompanying these words were the sounds of a door being kicked open, the noisy thumping of footsteps on the stairs and hallway, and a cacophony of arguing and shouting. Even the ethereal melody outside, which had quieted, seemed to return from afar.

‘Bang!!’

A man with a cold expression pressed his hand over his masked right eye, rose-colored lips tightly pursed, striding in without hesitation.

"Xiao Qi?"

The room was dimly lit, but Hughes was unfazed, heading straight for the bed where the drapes billowed…

In her groggy state, Lin Yu seemed to catch a faint, calming scent—cool and subtle, but exceedingly pleasant.

If Lin Yu could have resisted sleep a little longer, and opened her eyes even slightly, she would have noticed the man holding her in his arms, his expression cold and sinister―――

His gaze, icy and almost devoid of warmth, was fixed on the intricately embroidered rose-patterned pillowcase—or more precisely, on the dark, distinctive blood-colored bone flower lying atop it. It was the so-called "Kiss Invitation Flower" given by demons to prey about to be captured.

The coldness in the man's emerald eyes softened slightly. After a moment of silent contemplation, he looked down once more at the peacefully sleeping Lin Yu in his arms, his gaze unconsciously gentler.

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―――“Ah, you really are a handful…”

The window frame rattled in the chilly night wind. On the large bed, beneath the drifting curtains, the night pearl cast its cold glow. In stark contrast to the silence of the locked room, the hall outside was filled with shouts, curses, and chaotic arguments.

"I… I saw it!! Th-that was a monster!! Not a demon… I saw it, it only… only…" A woman with disheveled hair and rumpled clothes was clearly terrified out of her wits, her speech jumbled and incoherent.

Guests who had rushed to the front hall were grabbed by the woman, who frantically repeated her claims.

Though her madness and horror unsettled the onlookers, they soon began to chatter and jeer:

"So tell us clearly, what did you see?"

"What are you screaming about in the middle of the night? If you’re going mad, get out!"

"Yeah, let the rest of us sleep! Stop making such a fuss!"

"Sister, what exactly did you see?"

"This woman must be in some shady profession… Look, look, she’s got the nerve to come out in just her slip with so many people here…"

"Ah… society is really going downhill…"

The crowd’s noisy comments only made the woman more hysterical. As if afraid no one would believe her, she ignored her skewed fur cloak, trembling hands gesticulating wildly.

"I-I… I'm not lying! That… that really was a monster, it… it was about this tall, completely naked, dripping strange liquid. Oh, its skin was green… green, and it had yellowish pus-filled boils bursting open. I… I was just having a drink with a guest, originally… originally… but it suddenly sprang out from under the bed, ah ah ah!!! I remember now, when it lunged at me, I saw it had only one crooked, bloody eye…"

"Wow… red eyes? Could it be a demon?"

"Are you nuts? Demons all look like Firebeasts (red hair, blood-red eyes), with pale skin… how could it be… them."

"My god, I think this crazy woman’s just got delusions. Ugh… that description is disgusting."

"You have to believe me… I’m not lying! It snatched someone and ran off in a flash!!" The woman’s pitiful tale gained her no sympathy, only more contempt and ridicule for her profession.

Compared to the cold indifference unfolding nearby… Lin Yu, at least, remained blissfully unaware.

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