Chapter 157: No Regard for Consequences

At daybreak, Su Mo was awakened by the noise outside.

When she went downstairs, Fei Yan and Xuan Qing were already ready.

Fei Yan walked toward her, took her hand, and said, "After we eat, we will set off."

Before departing, Su Mo said to Yue Ying, "When you have a moment, go to the town shop and deliver those goods from home to A Nuan."

Yue Ying hummed and said sourly, "Fine, fine, fine. Wife Master just goes on about romance, so let this unloved one sell his life for you, be your beast of burden~ I'm willing, I'm happy!"

Su Mo: "Can you… be normal?"

Yue Ying gritted his teeth in anger. What exactly is abnormal about him?!

He flashed a flirtatious glance at the person before him, "Otherwise, give me a kiss, and I'll act normal for you."

"……"

Su Mo turned and was about to leave.

【Who cares, dealing with this shameless fox, really can't communicate a bit】

Within the next second, she was grabbed from behind into an embrace, held tightly, and then Yue Ying laughed toward Fei Yan a short distance away, "I'll whisper a few words to Wife Master!"

Then, holding her, he darted into the house like a gust of wind.

Yue Ying, having the person confined at the foot of the bed, asked in a plaintive tone, "If the Dragon Clan is fine, how many days until Wife Master returns home?"

Su Mo replied earnestly, "I— as soon as possible!"

In her heart, however, she was daydreaming.

【Seeing them all like this, dead… I'd better stay a while longer!】

Yue Ying bit his teeth silently, "Mo Er, don't fool me. If we don't see anyone after three days, I'll go into the Dragon Clan to capture people!"

Su Mo frowned, "Three days is too rushed, how about five days…?"

"If I can't see you in three days, that's my limit; stop haggling with me!" Yue Ying frowned at her, "Give me a kiss, and I'll let you go out."

Su Mo frowned, thinking whether he was being a bit too forward.

Before she could speak, he kissed her himself, completely silencing the words she hadn't said.

They had agreed on just one kiss, yet in no time he started touching her!

Then Su Mo heard his excited voice say, "Mo Er's period is clean now?!"

Yue Ying's breathing became erratic, his heartbeat faster, "Little Bad Egg, you're deliberately hiding it from us, aren't you?"

Su Mo's internal alarm rang loudly; she grabbed his meddling hand, blushing, and said, "I'm still in a hurry to leave~"

He had a faint glow in his eyes, staring like at prey, "What's the rush? Could it be that Long Yan is more important than me? Earlier or later, what difference does it make?"

Su Mo frowned, "You mustn't act up! If you keep it up, I'll get angry!"

Yue Ying saw that she seemed sincere, so he suppressed the desire burning inside him, "Fine then, after three days Mo Er must make it up to me."

Su Mo gave him a speechless look, pushed him away, and jumped off the bed to tidy her clothes.

Unexpectedly, the person behind her stepped forward to block the doorway, "Will you finally agree or not?"

Su Mo gritted her teeth, "Fine, I agree!"

【First brush him off, then talk later】

Su Mo pulled him away, opened the door and went out.

Mo Xiao's deep eyes swept over her reddened lips, then glanced at the resentful expression on Yue Ying's face as he emerged.

After Su Mo, Fei Yan, and Xuan Qing set off and left.

Yue Ying looked at Mo Xiao and, like a resentful wife, said, "Wife Master, to go on a private date with Fei Yan, she deliberately hid from everyone that her period is already clean. She truly loves that ground chicken the most!"

Mo Xiao suddenly recalled that he had just smelled a medicinal scent on Wife Master, but hadn't given it much thought at the time.

Now, thinking it over, he already guessed what that medicine was for.

It is used to confuse their sense of smell.

He never expected Wife Master would use this trick against them! His chest felt inexplicably blocked.

Mo Xiao's hand hanging at his side clenched slightly, but he quickly released it.

She had said yesterday that her favorite was him.

He now couldn't be bothered to argue whether she was being perfunctory or sincere; as long as he believed it was true, that was enough.

Su Mo slept on the carriage, then was startled awake by a sharp, bloody smell.

Almost the moment she opened her eyes, Fei Yan pulled back the curtain, his expression solemn as he walked in.

"Wife Master, we have already entered the Dragon Territory."

Su Mo lifted the curtain for a glance; the blood scent in the air grew stronger, and she forced herself not to vomit.

She furrowed her brows and asked, "Has something happened?"

Fei Yan nodded, "Jiang Wu used some unknown method to evade our detection, and last night fought a battle with the Dragon Clan. From the scene, the Dragon Clan's losses seem slightly heavier."

Su Mo frowned, "Why didn't he go to North Wing for help?"

"Probably the incident happened suddenly, leaving no time," Fei Yan frowned, "Jiang Wu's people are still lurking nearby, seeming ready to make a comeback. She has far more people than I imagined; this time the Dragon Clan will find it hard to break free."

Su Mo frowned, "We need to see Long Yan quickly; abandon the carriage."

"Alright!" Fei Yan immediately shouted outside, "Third Young Master, go!"

After speaking, he embraced Su Mo and vanished into the air like light.

At almost the same time, Xuan Qing also flew away.

Meanwhile, several hidden arrows were launched, but all missed!

From the shadows, A Ci raised a hand to signal those people to stop, then turned to Jiang Wu and said, "Wife Master, let them run."

Jiang Wu snorted coldly, "She's going to look for Long Yan, fine, then we'll wait for the right moment to trap them all in one net!"

Now, to Jiang Wu, the Dragon Clan is like a trapped beast fighting. The outer defenses have been almost completely broken, leaving only a few inside.

She just didn't believe that people from North Wing or the Tiger Clan would really risk everything for a desperate fight on the brink of extermination. She had planned this battle against the Dragon Clan for so long; she was determined to win it at any cost!

When Su Mo, Fei Yan, and Xuan Qing arrived outside the Dragon Tribe, the inside was in utter chaos—limbs and severed arms littered the ground, and wails filled their ears.

Everywhere they looked was a scene of desolation; dark‑red bloodstains stained the ground wherever they turned.

After the guards went in to report, Su Mo soon spotted that familiar figure in the crowd.

In just a few days, the exhaustion on Long Yan's face was plain to see. Those eyes, once bright as stars, were now bloodshot.

Su Mo could easily read the complex emotions in his eyes—self‑reproach, regret, and deep sorrow.

Long Yan actually didn't want her to see him like this…… but his heart couldn't help being stirred into turmoil by her appearance.

Two dragon cubs came flying toward Su Mo.

The little ones' innocent eyes were filled with sorrow: "Sister Mo, so many of our clan have died…… we almost thought we'd never see you again."

Su Mo reached out and stroked their heads, her voice pained: "Sorry, I'm late."

Nan Nan kept clinging to her leg, wiping away tears nonstop: "No, just your coming makes us happy enough."

Su Mo lifted her gaze to Lan Ling not far away and said: "Didn't I tell you earlier to head straight to North Wing and find me at the first sign of trouble? Why didn't you go in time?"

Lan Ling frowned, vexed: "It's not that we didn't want to go—we simply couldn't get out. Jiang Wu's people have sealed us off completely; we'd just finished dealing with the traitors inside. We were about to head out when Miss Su arrived."

Su Mo said in a low voice: "Leave at once and inform Mo Xiao of the Dragon Clan's situation; he will cooperate with you to devise a counter‑plan."

Lan Ling was about to leave when Xuan Qing called out: "Wait!"

He took off the jade pendant from his waist and tossed it to Lan Ling: "After you'redone at North Wing, take this to the Tiger Clan; Second Sister will herself send reinforcements."

Lan Ling gripped the jade pendant firmly and nodded solemnly: "All right!"

After he left, Su Mo approached Long Yan, still silent.

She was gently enfolded in a scorching embrace.

Long Yan's restrained, low voice sounded in her ear: "Thank you."

Su Mo's brow furrowed slightly.

A string of numbers flashed in her mind: Lu Ren Jia, Affection Level 81, 82…… the values on the Virtual Panel jumped wildly, finally settling at 90.