Chapter 39: Striking Both Sides, One on Each!

The sun shone brightly, the sky was clear and the air fresh, sunlight streamed in through the window lattice, and the whole room was warm and cozy—yet a chill inexplicably crept up Chen Mo's back.

What was going on?

Last night he had drunk quite a lot of wine, and after a vicious battle, once his mind and spirit relaxed, he had fallen into a deep sleep.

With his current keen spiritual sense, even a sliver of killing intent could wake him instantly, so there was no need to worry about being assassinated.

But he never expected that opening his eyes, he would see this kind of scene…

How did these two end up on the bed?

"Who are you? Who let you in?"

Gu Manzhi's face was frosty as she stared coldly at Li Yuan.

Her identity was special, and she had removed her disguise; if anyone recognized her, it would surely cause trouble…thinking of this, her fingers within her sleeve formed a hand seal, and the killing intent had already risen.

Li Yuan sensed the hostility, her gaze turned sharp, true essence gathered in her palm, and she said coldly:

"Just a pleasure girl—who I am, do I need to tell you?"

"Hah, I'm a courtesan, and how much better are you? Sneaking onto someone else's bed in the middle of the night, a shameless loose mare!"

"Who are you calling a loose mare?!"

"So what if I am?"

"You…Chen Mo, say something, will you!"

Chen Mo: "…"

He rubbed his brow and said helplessly, "Alright, elder sister, don't badmouth the second sister, I was trying to get a good sleep—what are you two playing at…Captain Li, why are you here?"

"I came looking for a drink last night and accidentally went into the wrong room."

Li Yuan's expression turned a little unnatural as she turned her head away and said.

Gu Manzhi let out a cold laugh. "A ghost might believe that. Looking for a drink and ended up on the bed? Coming to the Entertainment Bureau to steal a man, how lonely are you? You might as well just throw yourself into the trade…"

"You!"

When it came to arguing, ten Li Yuans would not be a match for Gu Manzhi.

She was already feeling indignant and ashamed at heart; provoked like this, her fury shot straight to the crown of her head, and like a tigress she flipped up and struck a palm toward Gu Manzhi!

The gust of force howled, and the violent wind pressure made the bed curtains flap loudly!

Gu Manzhi's pupils shrank—she hadn't expected Li Yuan to be this strong!

But she was no pushover either; a flash of azure light passed through her brow.

"Eight Directions Divine Power, Radiance of the Grand Primordial!"

The instant the azure light and the palm wind met, Chen Mo stepped between the two of them and pressed them both down onto the bed.

"You two have had about enough…"

"Let go of me!"

Li Yuan would not let it rest, flailing about like a live fish that had just leapt ashore.

Chen Mo frowned, directly grabbed the sash at her waist and hoisted her up, pressed her across his lap, and slapped her plump, round, full-moon-like bottom.

Smack—

The room instantly fell silent.

Li Yuan went rigid as if struck by a Body-Fixing Spell, and on her Bai Xi delicate cheeks a flush spread as though blood might drip out at any moment.

"Chen Mo, you actually hit me…"

Smack—

"Don't…"

Smack—

Li Yuan bit her lip, her expression a mix of shame and fury, her eyes seemed to glisten with unshed tears, and in a trembling voice she said:

"You lecher, you bully…"

Gu Manzhi at the side was utterly dumbfounded.

The woman who a moment ago had been as fierce as a tiger descending the mountain, after a few slaps, had turned into a little crybaby weeping like pear blossoms in the rain?

Is this move really that miraculous?

Huh?

Before she could react, suddenly the world spun, and she was pressed across Chen Mo's other leg.

Smack—

A crisp sound rang out, a hot stinging pain came from behind, accompanied by a tingling, numbing sensation that seemed to course through her whole body like an electric current.

Gu Manzhi's eyes went blank, briefly lost in a daze.

He actually hit my…

Smack—

"Mm~"

Gu Manzhi's pretty face flushed crimson, and a sound she had never made before slipped out from her throat uncontrollably.

Smack! Smack!

Upholding the principle of fairness and impartiality, Chen Mo struck from both sides, both palms coming down together.

Two plump curves trembled slightly, rippling outward in layers like water waves.

Li Yuan had practiced martial arts since childhood, not an ounce of excess flesh on her body, supple and taut, full of elasticity.

While Gu Manzhi's figure was fuller and more voluptuous, fair, tender and smooth, as if one's palm might sink right in.

Both textures felt superb; it was hard to judge which was better, one could only say each had its own merits—

Chen Mo went on striking, savoring every moment.

At this moment, the two of them were face to face, almost pressed together. After exchanging a glance, they silently lowered their heads.

"……I can't face anyone."

After the two of them had gone completely still, Chen Mo reluctantly tapped a few more times, cleared his throat, and said:

"Can you calm down now?"

"……"

Both their faces were scalding hot, neither uttering a word.

If you want someone to calm down, you don't need to use tricks like this.

That lecher did it on purpose, and now he's pretending to be serious……

At this moment, Yu'er came over from the side, climbed onto the bed, stuck her bottom up, and said impatiently:

"Sir, it's my turn now!"

"……"

Chen Mo shot Gu Manzhi a sidelong glance, his meaning roughly: "Is this wandering soul you found even proper?"

Gu Manzhi innocently blinked her eyes, her meaning perfectly clear: "Would any decent person come to a place like the Jiaofang Si?"

……

Yu'er was tossed out, and the room fell quiet.

Li Yuan stared at Gu Manzhi, her silver teeth lightly clenched, and spoke:

"Chen Mo, what exactly is going on here?"

Looking at that flawless, jade-like face, her languidly alluring bearing was enough to steal one's soul. Miss Yu'er was already exceedingly beautiful, but compared to this woman, she was outshone by more than a measure.

The so-called top courtesan, one imagines, could hardly be more than this, could she?

"One Yu'er wasn't enough, and now three people together……truly absurd beyond words!"

Thinking of this, Li Yuan's heart grew even more sour and aching.

Chen Mo shook his head and said: "It's not what you think. She's my informant at the Jiaofang Si."

"An informant?"

Li Yuan was slightly taken aback.

Chen Mo reached into his robe and pulled out a bronze oil lamp, saying: "Last night I sensed someone tailing me from the shadows, so I deliberately led him here. The other party was from the Shigui Sect, here to avenge Qin Wuxiang……"

"Unfortunately he still got away in the end, leaving only this thing behind."

Li Yuan looked at the bronze oil lamp, which emanated a filthy, evil aura—indeed an artifact of ghost cultivation—and her expression immediately grew solemn.

She had personally witnessed the bizarre methods of ghost cultivators, and asked with concern:

"Are you hurt?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said: "No, just a bit tired. I slept here last night."

Li Yuan, who had been too agitated moments ago to notice, only now realized their clothes were fully intact—seemingly nothing had happened.

The gloom in her heart was instantly swept away. Recalling her own behavior just now, she was suddenly overcome with shame, wishing she could find a crack in the floor to crawl into.

"I'll go call people to search. Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we'll drag him out!"

Saying this, she was about to rise and leave.

Chen Mo hurriedly stopped her. "No need. After a whole night, he's long since run off somewhere. Besides, I gravely wounded him—whether he can even survive is a question. I doubt he can stir up any more trouble."

The corpse is right in the Xumi pouch—what's there to investigate?

If the investigation leads to Gu Manzhi, that would be troublesome……

Li Yuan nodded, feeling it made sense.

"Mm, I'll listen to you."

Gu Manzhi's eyes sized the two of them up—even a fool could tell something was off between them.

What did Chen Mo just call her?

A Totem Captain?

This man won't even spare his own colleague……

Gu Manzhi's gaze turned sour, and she couldn't resist reaching out and pinching his waist.

"Hiss!"

Chen Mo's expression shifted slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Li Yuan, thinking it was some hidden injury, began feeling over his body with both hands to check.

Gu Manzhi, seeing this, twisted even harder, giving the soft flesh at his waist several counter-clockwise rotations.

Chen Mo's face was nearly green, and he said through gritted teeth:

"N-no, it's nothing……"