Chapter 249

【Ding! Host found! Rare! This reward is the only one of its kind—and while held, you cannot draw another. The probability of obtaining it is even lower than a host’s sexual orientation being twisted.】

『......Xiao Zhi, right? Come out and face death!』

【Wu wu wu! Please spare this humble one!】

『Enough talk! What’s this thing actually for?』

【Cough cough! This will take a while to explain!】

During this period, the host cannot leave the void. The excess aether energy, no longer expanding, will transform into aether bones, and the sole target of attack will be locked onto the host.

Moreover, regardless of how high the host’s aether resistance is, it will be reduced by 1% upon activation—the aether resistance is locked at that moment, and the host cannot avoid the risk of aether erosion.

Xiao Zhi’s reminder: Please don’t use this casually~】

『This is a suicide scroll! Take it back! Immediately!』

【Xiao Zhi ignores the host and drifts into sleep.】

【S-rank reward: 2 million Ding Ni × 6】

【Ding! Total Ding Ni now: 19.4 million Ding Ni.】

This is clearly trying to flatter me! Definitely flattery!

I’d rather die than use this thing!!

But Ding Ni really is tempting!

『Qingfeng~ Qingfeng!』

Ling cried out anxiously.

『What’s wrong?』

Ye Qingfeng snapped back to attention, noticing Ling’s sneaky posture, and asked curiously.

『Brother left with that woman—and it looks like their relationship improved!』

Ling pointed toward the entrance, excitedly saying.

Ye Qingfeng followed her gaze: two figures were preparing to leave the restaurant. Zhe held the woman’s hand, smiling brightly.

Who would’ve thought such an expression could appear on Zhe’s deadpan face? Love really does change a person.

『Hmm, noticed. Should we follow?』

『Gogogo~ Let’s go!』

Both sprang up, nearing the front desk, when the server blocked them: “Guests, total is 30,000 Ding Ni.”

Amid Ling’s urging, Ye Qingfeng pulled out Ding Ni from his pocket, handed it to the server, then hurried after her.

『Over there! Hurry!』

He had barely stepped outside when Ling’s hand shot out, grabbed his clothes before he could react, and yanked him in one direction.

Through the bustling crowd, Zhe and the woman’s figures emerged.

『Found them!』

Ling dragged Ye Qingfeng into a nearby alley, crouched beside the wall, and peered out to secretly observe their every move.

Ye Qingfeng leaned lazily against the wall, half-covering his mouth as he let out a long yawn.

Just moments ago, he’d endured extreme highs and lows: though he drew the suicide scroll, ten seconds later, ten million Ding Ni were credited.

Ling’s pitiful little stash meant nothing to him—he’d rather go back to sleep.

Besides, following from afar reveals nothing.

Catching sight of Ling’s boundless energy, he forced himself to stay alert, not wanting to dampen her spirits.

Ye Qingfeng and Ling trailed them as Zhe and the woman strolled the streets like lovers, laughing and chatting.

As he suspected, the entire day yielded no results.

As time passed and Ling gained nothing, her initial enthusiasm vanished, her energy nearly depleted.

Near dusk, Ai Lian replied, agreeing to Ye Qingfeng and Ling’s visit.

Ye Qingfeng explained the situation, dragged her onto the subway, met at the agreed spot, and had dinner together.

After a short stroll nearby, before parting, Ling gave Ai Lian a bag of candy, earning her initial favor.

On the way back, Ling regained her energy, dragged the exhausted Ye Qingfeng through the night market, and barely caught the subway before closure.

Back at the video store, Ling hadn’t even taken off her shoes before searching for Zhe’s figure. Ye Qingfeng seized the moment, grabbed fresh clothes, and stepped into the bathroom.

Listening to a tune, water streamed over his head; Ye Qingfeng felt instantly lighter, quickly finished washing his hair and other tasks, dried off, and put on his pajamas.

With damp hair, Ye Qingfeng pushed open the bathroom door, ignored Ling and Zhe’s argument, and slipped past them like a thief.

All he wanted was to return to his room. The bed was right there—when suddenly, a hand grabbed his clothes without warning.

No—just one more step! I’m so close to perfection!

If I can’t lie on the bed after a bath, what was the point of bathing?!

『Qingfeng, come settle this!』

Ling grabbed Ye Qingfeng without warning, yanked him to her side, and complained angrily:

『I’m his sister! I just wanted to know how far things are between him and his girlfriend—and he yelled at me! Said I was stalking him? He has zero trust in me!!!』

『Yeah, yeah, yeah.』

Zhe smirked dismissively, grabbed Ye Qingfeng’s wrist, and tried pulling him over.

『Qingfeng, tell me—is this about trust? First, how did you even find out? I’m not even there yet with her.』

Ling swiftly grabbed Ye Qingfeng’s other wrist, shouted across him at Zhe: 『Then how far are you?! Say it!』

You two siblings argue all you want—can’t you just leave me alone?

Supporting either side was wrong: siding with family over reason was wrong; siding with reason over family was worse—Ling wouldn’t let him sleep tonight!

He could only feign indifference, avoid taking sides, and keep mediating just to get some rest.

After one hour and twenty-three minutes, the farce finally ended: in short, when things progress further, Zhe will bring his girlfriend to meet Ling—until then, she must stop asking.

Afterwards, Ye Qingfeng slipped into bed as planned. Ling, still unwashed, sat on the bed’s edge, stomping her foot in frustration.

『Brother is so unfair! I was just worried he’d be tricked—and he doesn’t appreciate it at all!』

『Hmm~』

Ye Qingfeng savored the softness of the blanket, eyes half-closed in comfort.

The next instant, a deadly gaze locked onto him—he couldn’t help shivering.

『Qing—feng~ You’re brushing me off too?』

『Well, about matters like this, we can only offer advice, right?』

『Fine...』

Ling sighed listlessly.

After all, only women truly understand women.

Ling’s instinct told her this woman wasn’t good: heavy makeup, a miniskirt, black thigh-highs—some looks, but not much.

Who knew Brother had fallen so hard for her, defending her at every turn—just like when he first found out she was dating Ye Qingfeng.

Only now, the roles were reversed. Ye Qingfeng was good—but that woman? Not necessarily.

『Alright, Ling-bao~ Stop overthinking. Come in—the bed’s already warm!』

Ye Qingfeng pulled back the covers, grinning mischievously as he beckoned Ling in.

His hint was obvious: Zhe’s business can wait—this was their time.

『No way! I haven’t bathed yet. I’ll come after I wash. You keep it warm.』

No sooner had Ling finished speaking than she marched to the wardrobe, selecting fresh clothes.

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