I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

Du Sixian was sleeping soundly; her oval face had a hint of baby fat, with some light freckles dusted over her face. She could easily attract the attention of people if she were to walk on the street. This text is hosted at ⓝovelFire.net

But Lu Yibei could only focus on the mark on her forehead.

The mark on Du Sixian’s forehead seemed to contain strange magic.

‘How do I explain this to her? Oh, I accidentally turned on you, so you belong to me now?’

This was strangely like the plot of a harem novel. She wouldn’t be surprised if she called the police.

And once the police are contacted, the Night Division will be alerted, and they will soon follow the bread trail leading towards her.

‘Even though she’s marked, it doesn’t mean I can control her, right?’ Yibei gulped.

Staring at the mark, Yibei bit her fingers and paced back and forth restlessly.

At that moment, as if her brain had suddenly twitched, she leaned forward and pressed against Du Sixian’s forehead, rubbing the mark violently.