Chapter 181

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

The leader of the Brotherhood, hunched over, hurried forward, cradling a Stellaron emitting a faint, cold glow in both hands.

He presented it to Kafka with utmost reverence, not even daring to lift his head.

"Fu Fei, please spare us."

"Whether it's the Stellaron or the Shen Wu Army, we can tell them apart clearly, and we absolutely dare not harbor the slightest rebellious intent."

The members beside him chimed in one after another, their voices full of dread, terrified that being a step too slow would invite disaster.

"Yeah, yeah, Fu Fei, we've been waiting for the Stellaron Hunters to show up for ages.

Look, this works out perfectly; we were just planning to hand over the Stellaron intact anyway."

Kafka stood with arms crossed, watching this bunch turn into cowards in seconds and proactively offer up the Stellaron, her gaze slightly complex.

She had originally thought this trip would be her putting on a performance for Fu Er.

She hadn't expected these Brotherhood people to have not a shred of backbone; the moment they saw her they dropped to their knees without the slightest hesitation, looking as if they had truly been waiting for her arrival.

Ai Li Ou, standing on the eaves outside the window, helplessly covered his face with his tiny cat paws, filled with speechlessness.

He had thought Kafka would make a big move, but never expected the Brotherhood to pull a huge blunder.

"No kneeling allowed!"

A clear, tender voice suddenly rang out from the doorway, shattering the panic-stricken atmosphere in the hall.

Xuan Fu'er walked in with small, measured steps, wearing an exquisite little dress, her purple hair falling softly, her gilt-gold eyes revealing a few parts of a little adult's seriousness.

Silver Wolf chewed bubble gum, following leisurely behind her, looking completely casual.

The Brotherhood members looked up at this little girl with blank faces.

Seeing her signature purple hair and purple-gold eyes, for a moment no one recognized her identity, only feeling this child's aura was extraordinary.

Xuan Fu'er frowned slightly, pulling out a pre-written note from behind her back.

She walked up to the tiger-headed leader, tilted her little face up, pointed at the content on the paper, and spoke with utmost seriousness.

"You shouldn't be like this. According to the script, you should capture my mommy, then be controlled by my mommy's Word Spirit Technique and honestly confess your crimes."

The tiger-headed man, hearing this child call Fu Fei 'Mommy', instantly went weak at the knees, his face pale as paper, and hurriedly bowed wanting to kowtow and beg for mercy.

"Aiyo~ Aiyou~ Grand-aunt, Grand-aunt, we don't dare, we absolutely don't dare lay a hand on Fu Fei!"

As soon as the words fell, the Brotherhood members all dropped to their knees kowtowing, terrified of displeasing this Shen Wu Xianzhou Grand Princess.

"No kowtowing allowed."

Xuan Fu'er spoke blandly, her tone calm yet carrying an irresistible power.

The next second, the originally frantically kowtowing crowd froze in place, unable to move a muscle.

Everyone felt their joints as if wrapped in countless invisible threads, thoroughly reduced to marionettes at someone else's control, unable to shift even a fraction on their own.

Kafka watched her daughter with interest, a gentle smile rising in her eyes, and simply stepped back a few paces, yielding the stage to Xuan Fu'er.

"Hehe~ Fu Er wants to play, then you perform, Mommy will just watch from the side."

Her Word Spirit Technique still required the target to hear the command to activate.

But Xuan Fu'er was completely different; she could mobilize it directly with a thought, needing no extra conditions whatsoever.

In Xuan Ge's words, Fu Er innately inherited a thread of his Causality Power, so the mobilization effect was naturally incomparably swift.

Coupled with her innate Time Power buff, her Word Spirit Technique's might far surpassing her own as the mother was only natural.

"All return to your original seats and sit properly." Xuan Fu'er raised her eyes and ordered, her little face full of seriousness.

"Roger that, roger that, all listening to the Grand Princess's orders."

The crowd dared not disobey, scrambling up and returning to the high platform judgment seats.

But they didn't dare truly sit, only half-crouching in a horse stance; where would they dare sit on equal footing with the Shen Wu Xianzhou's Grand Princess.

Xuan Fu'er followed the pre-prepared script, guiding the crowd step by step.

Making the Brotherhood members feign judging themselves, earnestly acting out this drama that should have happened.

And on the roof outside the courtroom, Xuan Ge quietly watched the scene inside the window, then slowly withdrew his gaze.

Xuan Ge turned his head to look at Liu Ying standing shoulder-to-shoulder beside him.

The evening breeze brushed past, lifting the hems of their clothes; the surroundings were silent, only the distant lights flickering sporadically.

"Liu Ying, you..."

Xuan Ge opened his mouth, wanting to say there were too many people and eyes here; if she wanted privacy, he could take her to a more secluded, peaceful place.

Before he could finish, Liu Ying's cheeks reddened, and she bashfully stepped forward lightly, reaching out to wrap her arms around Xuan Ge's waist.

Pressing her cheek against his shoulder, her tone thick with reluctance.

"General, I... I'm about to set off for Pinocchio soon...."

Usually in front of the General, her temperament was always somewhat soft, and even more easily shy.

Kafka had taught her many ways of getting along before, but she was always too sensitive, every time losing her composure from shame before things could deepen.

Even simple intimacy, she could hardly control herself.

With this parting imminent, she mustered all her courage, not wanting to leave any regrets.

Liu Ying took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe, reached up to gently loop her arms around Xuan Ge's neck, slightly raised her eyes, carrying a heart full of shyness and attachment, and lightly kissed him.

Ai Li Ou not far away suddenly heard Liu Ying's inexplicable delicate cry.

He turned his head to glance, his cat face instantly revealing a look of disdain.

She secretly pouted, turned, and leapt down from the roof.

Actively leaving the two alone, unwilling to spare another glance.

A moment later, Liu Ying released her hand, breathing slightly heavily, a faint blush on her cheeks.

She raised her eyes to look at Xuan Ge, voice soft and glutinous with a hint of shy proactivity: "General~ hand~"

She lightly buried her face in Xuan Ge's neck, like a docile little cat, cherishing this moment of tenderness, reluctant to part with this rare intimacy.

Xuan Ge felt her heart, raised his hand to gently stroke her back, fingertips gently caressing, lowered his head to lean close to her ear, breath warm.

He gently bit Liu Ying's ear, tongue tip lightly sliding along her earlobe.

Liu Ying's whole body trembled slightly, her originally pink-blue gradient eyes directly turned pink.

"Haah... ha...."

She tightly pressed her lips, forcibly enduring the palpitations in her heart, striving to steady her mind.

Absolutely cannot lose composure so easily like usual, it's too open here, cannot~

She endured.

She was still wearing long pants, absolutely must hold back, she absolutely would not be like Xing Xiao, a woman made of water, that would be too... too embarrassing~

"General.... want me~"

Liu Ying whispered softly, voice carrying a faint astringent softness, tightly nestled in Xuan Ge's arms.

Xuan Ge lowered his head to look at the shy girl in his arms, eyes full of tenderness, leaned down and gently picked her up horizontally.

Figure flashing, he disappeared from the roof, only the evening wind gently brushing the eaves remaining.

He did not go to a mundane inn on this planet, but took Liu Ying straight back to the Stellaron Hunters' warship, back to his own bedroom.

The cabin was warm and cozy, isolating the clamor of the outside world.

Liu Ying simply couldn't endure, she anxiously pulled Xuan Ge to the bedside.

In the time of a few steps, she directly took off the troublesome pants.

Xuan Ge looked at Liu Ying who said she wanted him, but after stripping naked directly hid in the blanket, shyly showing only her head, he leaned down and pulled open the blanket.

Liu Ying faced him with her naked delicate body, reached up to help the General undo his buttons, softly said: "General~ please...."

Liu Ying thought: is it pity for me?

Then never mind, should let herself adapt to the General's constitution.

Otherwise she would only be even more water-made than Xing Xiao.

"Please what?" Xuan Ge picked up Liu Ying, letting her sit on his thighs.

"Please..." Liu Ying bit her lower lip, shy to the point of not daring to look at Xuan Ge.

Xuan Ge saw this and kissed her, while his hand reached downward.

Liu Ying could no longer hold onto herself, then leaned to Xuan Ge's ear and said softly:

"Please don't pity me~"