Chapter 626: You, having fun?

Qing An's fingers rested on the keyboard, about to continue the pursuit, when that line of text popped up again: 【I really don't know what you're talking about】.

The mouse squeaked under his pinch.

The attendant watching from the side was startled, and carefully interjected: "Your Highness, he's provoking you."

Qing An glanced sideways and said, "I can't tell?"

He typed faster than before: 【You've come onto my turf—guess how long you can hide?】

A few lines instantly appeared on the screen: 【I guess I can hide for a lifetime】.

【Besides that one, your subordinates are all mediocre—I suggest you replace them】.

【I know a decent one—I'll give you eighty percent off】.

Qing An: 【Your cheek is really thick】.

As those words appeared on the opponent's screen, a pixelated little person suddenly popped up in the center of his screen and started doing a seaweed dance.

!

Qing An finally managed to get rid of that thing, only to discover that his physical location had been completely exposed by You in reverse.

He had a blank expression; never mind, this is the imperial palace—having his location leaked isn't a big deal.

He continued sending: 【Even if you've found out, don't get cocky—if you're capable, come find me. Watch out, I'll trace your IP and take you and your base down in one pot!】

The other side: 【Please】.

Qing An slammed the mouse down, sat sullen for a moment, and finally yielded to reality.

He picked up the encrypted communicator that Mo Wu had initially given him, entered the code, and opened that encrypted location line.

The location coordinates fell within the main hall's range, precise down to the floor.

Qing An stared at those coordinates for a few seconds, his expression growing uglier.

Even if it were just in the imperial palace's main hall, being on the same floor as him, right under his nose, You really is impressive.

"……"

Jiang Liangjin's gaze lingered on the coordinates on the computer screen for a few seconds, and he casually dropped a tracking script.

The location on the screen was moving, the direction clear.

Right nearby?

Only imperial family members reside in the main hall; he had thought it was a royal family member.

A few minutes later, a confused clatter of footsteps came from outside the door.

Jiang Liangjin closed his laptop, walked to the door, and pulled it open.

In the hallway, Qing An, accompanied by guards, stood not far away, directing two people to search every corner and empty room, full of vigor.

Jiang Liangjin leaned against the doorframe, a faint smile tugging at his lips, and casually asked: "Qing An bro, it's late—what are you looking for? Need help?"

Qing An turned his head, seeing him standing at the door with his usual expression, his vigilance not yet withdrawn, he gave him a once-over: "Nothing, there's a thief in the imperial palace—you didn't see any suspicious person, did you?"

Jiang Liangjin replied innocently: "No, I've been in my room the whole time, I didn't hear any noise."

Qing An pressed his lips together: "Alright, go to sleep early—later when the thief is caught there'll be some commotion, so don't come out."

Jiang Liangjin nodded sensibly: "Okay, you guys get busy, rest early."

He turned sideways and closed the door; the gentle smile on his face vanished as the door shut.

There's still a thief in the imperial palace?

He seems to have found that short-tempered person—how could it be such a coincidence?

Qing An outside the door narrowed his eyes, feeling something was off but couldn't put his finger on it.

He turned back: "What about the others? Any findings?"

The guard whispered: "No, Your Highness, we've searched this area thoroughly—no suspicious persons found."

"Can he still escape underground?" Qing An frowned, grabbed the communicator, and headed toward his sister's room.

Upon reaching the doorway, his steps halted, as if someone had informed Mo Wu; this person sent him a message: 【You, male, real name Jiang Liangjin……】

Qing An glanced at the first line, his expression frozen for a long time.

Fine, is this the surprise?

He abruptly turned his head toward the door that had just been closed, then turned and strode back.

The attendants exchanged glances and followed his pace.

The door was slammed shut with force.

Jiang Liangjin had already confirmed it was Qing An he was sparring with; he opened the door slower than Qing An expected by a beat: "What's up, Qing An bro, anything else…"

Qing An cut him off, giving him a death stare: "You, having fun?"

Jiang Liangjin let out an "ah," curled his lips: "Qing An bro, that line was originally you having someone intercept it? You should have said so earlier."

"What interception? It's clearly you who stole my stuff." Qing An had never been so speechless; he slapped him on the shoulder: "And you're still dancing to provoke me, right?"

Jiang Liangjin admitted his identity, but had no intention of admitting he'd provoked him.

He widened his eyes, feigning innocence, tone innocent: "Qing An bro, are you just tired and seeing things lately?"

"Still pretending?" Qing An snorted coldly.

Jiang Liangjin began shifting blame: "That must have been Shi Che being petty and provoking you—Qing An bro, you didn't fall for it, right?"

The attendants, afraid of seeing what they shouldn't, quietly withdrew, and even sent people to pull back the guards surrounding the main hall.

Qing An spoke with sarcastic tone: "Heh, becoming You at such a young age—pretty impressive."

Jiang Liangjin eased his tone: "Qing An bro, don't be angry—hurting harmony isn't good; I'll take out all that money and hand it to you, considering it a meeting gift for you, Qing An bro."

Is that what he wants—a meeting gift?!

Qing An now feeling a rush of anger: "You're a minor—what are you doing with all this stuff?"

Jiang Liangjin's smile unchanged: "You're a prince too."

Qing An was at a loss for words for a moment; if this You is Mu Xin or the younger sister of this building, he would definitely praise them for being young and accomplished.

If it's Mu Xianqi's words, he can let his older sister trap him more.

But this is their recognized brother-in-law; Qing An replied, "That's different, I'm an adult."

Jiang Liangjin sincerely said: "Wow."

"What wow?" Qing An keenly sensed that he had been turned against, suddenly became alert, "You wouldn't go tell on my sister, would you?"

The image of a gentle, kind, considerate, non-aggressive good older brother in front of his younger sister cannot collapse.

Jiang Liangjin heard the threat, but wasn't intimidated, "Qing An gege, how could you think of me like that?"

Just then, a crack opened in the neighboring door, and first to peek out was a messy pink-gold tuft of hair.

Mu Youyu narrowed her eyes looking this way, "What are you talking about? Don't tell me anything."

Qing An quickly loosened the hand resting on Jiang Liangjin's shoulder, moved it behind his back, and began blinking, "No, we didn't say anything, just……"

He made faces at Jiang Liangjin, frantically signaling him to continue the conversation.

Jiang Liangjin went along with it, speaking with concern: "You said you'd sleep before nine, right? What time is it now?"

Mu Youyu lowered her head to look at the phone screen, "It's only 9:140 minutes, still early!"

Qing An: "……"

Jiang Liangjin: "……"

Mu Youyu saw that they weren't speaking, became even more certain she had heard something just now, glanced suspiciously at the two, "So what are you talking about? How can you strike first?"

Qing An's mind raced, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation within a few seconds.