Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

The blood of youth was as filled ebullience.

Ten thousand horses galloped at a high speed under the dim, rippling light.

Xiang Wan felt a little regret that she had laughed and suggested that there was a problem with Bai Muchuan in that aspect.

It turned out that men would really bear grudges about such things.

He had remembered.

Thus, he wanted to prove her wrong…

His strength…

And power…

His muscles started to bulge…

Xiang Wan was breathing heavily…

She felt that she might die that night in Nanmu.

A long time had pa.s.sed.

Xiang Wan's mind had stopped processing…

Any reaction would be from instinct.

It was until she heard knocking sounds from the door that she came down to earth from heaven.

Three short knocks and a long one!

Three long knocks and a short one!

The knocking sound was certainly special.

She had been with Bai Muchuan long enough to know what that meant.

It was an inherent rhythm of knocking between Bai Muchuan and his men.

That meant the one knocking on his door was his own men…

She got anxious, and her pink cheeks became ruddy…

“Bai Muchuan, someone's… at the door…”

He did not say a word.

He only stared at her.

His focused gaze was full of affection and love…

There was perspiration on his forehead…

“Little Bai!” The man outside the door raised his voice.

The room didn't seem to be soundproofed very well. They could easily identify the owner of the voice as Quan Shaoteng.

As he knocked on the door, he said, “It's urgent! Quick! Open the door!”

His tone sounded as though a fire had broken out…

No, it seemed as if the police officer was doing a security check!

Xiang Wan felt nervous. She got up and held Bai Muchuan on the shoulders.

“Hey! Bai Muchuan…”

Bai Muchuan stretched himself and took a deep breath.

“… Stop knocking!” Although he was dripping with sweat, his eyes were bright and sharp.

After that, he brushed some of Xiang Wan's hair back with his fingers. “Darling, are you done?”

“Mm…?” Xiang Wan did not understand.

“Are you full…?”

Uh! These words!

Xiang Wan did not know how to answer. “…”

“That means you're…”

“Full, full, full!” She was about to break into tears. “As full as I can be!”

His eyes seemed to be smiling and he looked pleased.

“Do you dare to say that again, huh?”

“Not anymore, Your Excellency!”

“Hur!” He chuckled softly. “… Little thing, you almost… killed me.”

Who's trying to kill who? She dissed inside her head.

Xiang Wan looked at him, gritting her teeth and not say a word.

Three minutes later, when Bai Muchuan opened the door, he was donned in the hotel's bathrobe.

“What's up?”

Quan Shaoteng leaned against the wall at the entrance in an indolent manner. He had a cigarette clamped in his mouth and his gaze felt devilish.

“I can't sleep, so I wanted to chat with you.”

Bai Muchuan's gaze was cold, but he did not seem to be surprised.

“So is this matter very urgent?”

“Oh, so it's not urgent?” Quan Shaoteng asked in a strange tone.

“Maybe it does, a little…” As Bai Muchuan said so, he lifted his fist and poised to hit him.

Quan Shaoteng was already on alert. He dodged the attack and fell into a combat stance. “Little Bai,” he sneered, “I'm warning you. You can't win against me now in your current state… If you don't want to appear naked before the hotel's surveillance camera, you can go ahead and fight me…”

Bai Muchuan adjusted his bathrobe and gave a tepid glance.

Then, he reached out a hand.

Quan Shaoteng snorted in dissatisfaction as he fished out a packet of cigarettes and pa.s.sed it to him.

“I heard that one would feel great like an immortal if one smoked after doing that?”

“So, you're the delivery boy that delivers the cigarette…”

Delivery boy? Quan Shaoteng nearly choked.

“D*rn! I must be an idiot to do that!”

“Bingo!”

Well, so Bai Muchuan a.s.sumed he had heard the 'commotion' the whole night in his room. Now he became the delivery boy that delivers the cigarette to him?

When he realized this, Quan Shaoteng wished he could s.n.a.t.c.h the cigarette back from him.

However, Bai Muchuan's meaning was not only that.

He held the cigarette to make contact with Quan Shaoteng's cigarette… to borrow fire. He squinted his eyes as he took a puff and exhaled a ring of smoke comfortably. “Actually, my main point is the last word… think it over carefully.”

The last word… Boy?

D*rn, so he was mocking him?

Quan Shaoteng sneered before a glint of curiosity appeared in his gaze.

“Little Bai, I feel that you seem to be a little different than usual?”

“Mm? Different? Where?”

Maybe it was because he was no longer a boy?

Bai Muchuan looked up and saw Quan Shaoteng's teasing gaze.

“You've become even more irritating than usual! Why did I feel like giving you a good bas.h.i.+ng?”

Bai Muchuan puffed a cloud of smoke as he glanced at him casually. “You're jealous!”

Hur! “Jealous of whom? You?” Quan Shaoteng scoffed, “Why should I be jealous? I'm more handsome than you!”

“Yeah, you're so handsome, but… you don't even have a girlfriend. Am I right, delivery boy?” Bai Muchuan leaned against the wall; his tall stature was relaxed and carefree. There was as if a mysterious force making Quan Shaoteng felt not as confident in what he said earlier…

“Geez, how would I know?” Quan Shaoteng was in a pensive mood as he thought about this problem. He cleared his throat, looking all serious. “Buddy, is being in a relations.h.i.+p interesting?”

“Of course…” Bai Muchuan's hair was wet, not sure if it was water or his sweat.

He gave Quan Shaoteng a meaningful gaze before he looked away. “It's very interesting…”

Quan Shaoteng found this difficult to comprehend.

However, Bai Muchuan's expression was calm, and he did not seem to be joking.

Quan Shaoteng contemplated for a while and nodded his head. “Looks like there is a need to get a girlfriend!”

That serious expression of his amused Bai Muchuan a lot.

He smirked and glanced at him from the corner of his eye. “You sounded like you're able to get into a relations.h.i.+p as and when you wanted to…”

“… You bleeping… Want to put on a show in front of the surveillance camera?” As he said so, he used a skill called 'tiger grabbing b.a.l.l.s' to attack Bai Muchuan!

Bai Muchuan dodged to the side; his palms clasped on his shoulders. “Buddy, that's all for today—”

Bai Muchuan's powerful push made Quan Shaoteng staggered for quite a few steps. When he finally stabilized himself, he realized he was standing in front of his own room.

“Hah! If the National Football Team had you in their team, the team might have made it to the World Cup…”

Quan Shaoteng sneered from a distance. After a moment of thought, he gave a thumbs-up at Bai Muchuan.

“Well, seems like you still have a lot of energy left, you may go back and continue…”

Bai Muchuan shrugged his shoulders, not replying a word.

“D*rn!” Quan Shaoteng ruffled his hair and pushed the door open. He seemed to be a little confused. “Why didn't any woman pursue after me?”

The door didn't move.

As he was distracted, he tried to push the door again.

Only then did he realize that the door was locked.

And he had forgotten to bring the room card with him!

“D*mmit!”

Why was he in such bad luck?

It was pathetic enough for a bachelor to hear a couple getting lovey-dovey with each other.

Now even the heavens wanted to prank him?

It was late in the night, and he had to look for the hotel concierge to open the door?

Quan Shaoteng was so frustrated that he slammed his fist on the door.

When he walked back, Bai Muchuan's door was already closed.

He gritted his teeth and threw the cigarette b.u.t.t into the trash can along the corridor and walked toward the elevator.

Ding! The elevator arrived.

There was a woman inside.

She had beautiful, exquisite makeup. She was donned in s.e.xy clothes and was wearing a pair of shades in the late night. As if it were not enough showing off her curvaceous figure, there was also a saturated smell of perfume rus.h.i.+ng up to his nose when he entered the elevator.

Quan Shaoteng was a little repelled by the smell of the strong perfume and frowned due to discomfort.

“Captain Quan, you're going out?” Lima tried to sound him out by showing a smile.

“Mm.” Quan Shaoteng answered lazily.

Lima's eyes lit up. Her eyes moved from his well-defined face downwards as she started to size him up by scrutinizing his body shape.

“I know of a restaurant that serves some good supper. Captain Quan, do you want to come along?”

What a direct invitation.

Her intention to try to get close to him was too obvious.

Quan Shaoteng looked at her from the corner of his eyes and said nothing.

Lima's eyes were fixated on him… She was unable to discern as to what was the meaning of that expression he had on his face. Her fingers scratched slowly with unease, on her own thigh…

There was a clear change in Quan Shaoteng's eyes.

That sudden change out of the blue reminded Lima.

Hur!

At first, she had thought that Captain Quan was cold and impolite, had an air of superiority and difficult to approach. It came as a surprise to Lima that he could not stand a little seductive action like this…

Men, hur.

A smirk appeared on Lima's red lips. Through a thin layer of her silk stockings, she stroked her thigh sensually…

Having met too many men, she knew exactly what they were like.

Of course, she did not know what Quan Shaoteng had gone through earlier, as well as the thoughts going in his head…

She thought she had mesmerized him with her charm and wanted to take him as one of her prized trophies.

“Captain Quan?” Lima licked her lips gently and provocatively. “You want?”

“…” There was a dangerous gleam in Quan Shaoteng's eyes.

“To eat supper together?” She approached him slowly. She was so close that she was almost leaning on him. “My treat…” she whispered.

Quan Shaoteng squinted his eyes. Darkness filled the bottom of his eyes.

Ding! The elevator arrived at the ground floor.

Lima thought that she had a chance and walked up to him, wanting to take his arm…

However, the next second, her wrist was caught and she felt a sudden twinge of pain.

Quan Shaoteng pushed her back into the elevator and was grimacing as he patted his clothes. Then he gave her an indolent glance.

“I hate it when others look down on me.”

“…” Lima was perplexed.

“Do you think I can't bleeping pay for my own supper?”

Quan Shaoteng left, walking in big strides.

His footsteps were fast and hurried, as well as a little gloomy.

“I'm single because I want to, not because women did not like me! Hmph!”