“Ugh… it hurts, it hurts…”
Before Qin Mu could even open his eyes, he felt a soreness all over his body, like running a kilometer without having exercised for a long time.
“Mu’er!”
A startled cry, and then Qin Mu felt a soft white pillow slap his face. It was soft, and although very comfortable, it was also suffocating.
“Mmmph (Miss Mengyu).”
That texture, size, fragrance—yes, Young Master Qin was very familiar with it.
“Pfft!”
He struggled to free his head, but before he could catch his breath, another arm wrapped around the back of his head and gave him a faceful of D-cup.
“Mmmph, mmmph woo (Miss Ruoshuang, let me go).”
Qin Mu wanted to tap his hand as a signal, but his entire upper body was trapped in Miss Ruoshuang’s embrace. He couldn’t move—she was holding him so tightly it was almost too much…
Having no other choice, Qin Mu stuck out his tongue and licked the snowy smooth skin in front of him.
As a result, he clearly felt Miss Ruoshuang tremble, and the next moment, her grip tightened even more. Before long, Young Master Qin passed out again.
After finally sending Qin Mu off, the Divine Dragon was about to take a nap when it suddenly saw a young man standing before it.
“Heh, this old man really is getting old. My eyes are playing tricks on me—how could I see that brat?”
No sooner had the Divine Dragon muttered this than it saw Qin Mu shouting at it,
“Senior Divine Dragon, I’m back!”
Divine Dragon: “…”
When Qin Mu woke up again, he dared not move. He quietly opened his eyes and surveyed the area around the bed. After confirming that both sisters were gone, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as he was about to get up, he lifted the blanket and a clear, chilly fragrance hit his nose.
Qin Mu: !!!
He stiffly turned his neck. Beside him, a cold-faced beauty was sleeping right next to him, her sweet breath falling on his face. Her vermilion lips were slightly parted, revealing white teeth and a faintly visible pink little tongue.
Miss Ruoshuang!
Qin Mu’s eyes widened instantly. He rubbed them to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
Carefully lifting a corner of the blanket, Qin Mu prepared to sneak away. But just as he was about to move, a leg pressed down on him—very strong, and he couldn’t break free at all.
Well, it looked like Miss Ruoshuang hadn’t been asleep at all.
“Miss Ruoshuang.”
Hearing Qin Mu’s voice, Qin Ruoshuang’s long eyelashes fluttered, and then she opened her beautiful eyes.
“Stay still.”
After saying that, Qin Ruoshuang pulled Mu’er into her arms again, hugging him like a pillow. Soft and comfortable.
There was nothing he could do. Qin Mu had to act as a human-shaped pillow.
But the position was awkward. With this posture, as luck would have it, Second Master Qin was pointed directly at the gate. Although there was cloth between them, the slight friction was even more… stimulating.
“Stop fooling around. Behave.”
Qin Ruoshuang grabbed him precisely. Not only Second Master Qin, but Qin Mu’s whole body shuddered.
These past few days, she had been so worried about Mu’er that she hadn’t rested much. Now that Mu’er was awake, she naturally wanted to relax a little.
“Miss Ruoshuang, can you… let go…”
Before he could finish, Qin Mu clearly felt Miss Ruoshuang press her palm directly against him and curl all five fingers inward.
Since he couldn’t resist, he might as well enjoy life.
Just as Qin Mu was nearing the limit, the door suddenly swung open.
“Mu’er, are you awake?”
A pink-clad figure walked in.
“Meng… Miss Mengyu!”
The sudden change instantly cleared Qin Mu’s dazed eyes. Then, sssss—
‘I’m done for…’
That was Qin Mu’s inner thought at the moment.
Seeing Mu’er awake, Qin Mengyu’s face broke into a smile. She hadn’t taken more than a few steps when her delicate nose twitched. The air held a strange but familiar scent.
Although it was faint, she was an alchemist, good at distinguishing smells.
Looking at Mu’er’s hunched posture, could it be…
Tap tap tap!
Qin Mengyu quickened her steps, came to the bedside, and glared at her sister Qin Ruoshuang.
“Miss Ruoshuang, Mu’er has only just woken up, and you’re already—!”
Facing her younger sister’s anger, Qin Ruoshuang was very calm.
“Don’t blame me. Mu’er was the one who presumptuously stood at attention. I had to give him a little… discipline.”
“Is that so, Mu’er?”
Hearing this tone from Miss Mengyu, Qin Mu didn’t dare to speak. He quickly pretended to still be asleep, as if talking to him was useless.
“Hmph!”
Seeing Mu’er unresponsive, Qin Mengyu let out a delicate snort. She pulled at her sister Ruoshuang, who was still lying in bed, and said,
“Miss Ruoshuang, this isn’t the first time. I hope there won’t be a next time!”
Qin Ruoshuang obediently nodded.
“Mm, next time I’ll definitely call you. Then the two of us can divide him up together.”
The sisters’ daily sparring was something Qin Mu dared not interrupt. At times like this, the best course was to minimize his presence.
Today was another day of Qin Ruoshuang and Qin Mengyu—the Qin Family Sisters—clashing with each other.
Only after Miss Ruoshuang and Miss Mengyu reached a new consensus did Qin Mu dare to resume his existence.
***
The Dragon Clan.
“Huh, I didn’t expect your Dragon Clan to be so grand.”
Lu Qian looked at the fabao and treasures that covered the entire walls. She felt an urge to pack them all up and take them away.
After all, these Dragon Clan members loved shiny things. The reason people were so keen on slaying dragons wasn’t just for the sense of achievement or to obtain the dragon’s body; it was also because of the treasure hoards. There were definitely plenty of good items.
“Heh, these are just things the juniors in the clan have collected. Nothing worthy of the grand hall. Please don’t laugh at us, Lu Sect Leader.”
Though he said that, at this moment, the corner of the Dragon Clan Seventh Elder’s mouth was harder to suppress than an AK-47.
Before long, the three of them arrived in front of a stone chamber.
“Please wait a moment.”
The Dragon Clan Seventh Elder tapped the stone door with his finger. With a grinding sound, the door opened.
Inside sat over a dozen Dragon Clan members, each exuding a formidable aura. If one were not at the Heavenly Unity Stage, they probably couldn’t withstand this atmosphere alone.
At this moment, the Dragon Clan First Elder, seated in the main seat, spoke.
“Welcome, Lu Sect Leader and Wang Tower Master, to our Dragon Clan. Since we received no notice, we have been somewhat remiss. Please do not take offense.”
“Spare me the pleasantries.”
Lu Qian walked to the table, found an empty seat, and sat down. She cast a faint glance at the Dragon Clan First Elder, and an almost imperceptible pressure instantly descended upon him.
“Heh, Lu Sect Leader, reputation is one thing, but meeting you in person today, you are truly extraordinary.”
As the Dragon Clan First Elder spoke, he dispelled the pressure from Lu Qian.
Lu Qian was somewhat surprised. She hadn’t expected this Dragon Clan First Elder to be so alert. Wasn’t it said that dragon clans were a bit dim-witted? That they were easy to trick—like telling a little dragon girl,
“Come see the goldfish,”
and she would follow without a second thought.
The Dragon Clan First Elder had felt Lu Qian’s pressure. He hadn’t expected that Lu Sect Leader had already touched the threshold—truly terrifying talent.
“Since Lu Sect Leader and Wang Tower Master are already here, let’s skip the small talk and begin today’s discussion.”
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