Chapter 547: Reverse Strategy 06

But Jin Chen could see it clearly.

He saw the youth's clothes falling off piece by piece onto the ground, his hair also spreading loose, and only then realized that beneath those ashen garments lay such a fair and delicate body.

More heart‑racing than the fox spirits of the demon race, who are best at bewitching hearts.

Jin Chen half‑reclined on the jade bed, hidden in the darkness, his narrow fox‑like eyes holding a spring‑like glint, constantly fixed on the youth in the corner, the depths of his gaze growing ever deeper.

Seeing Chenshu finally put on his robe and slowly shuffle back from the corner, Jin Chen seemed to just notice, his eyes flashing with astonishment.

"This clothing color really suits you."

He pulled the youth's arm to his face, narrowed his fox eyes, and glanced at the bruise on the back of the hand that could not be hidden.

His fingertips felt the pulse, and a flash of realization crossed him.

No wonder the spiritual power in his sea of consciousness was so vast yet he seemed frail—it was because deadly poison had blocked his meridians, preventing cultivation.

This child has indeed suffered injustice in the Chen family.

Just as Jin Chen was about to say something comforting, he saw the youth sitting on the bed's edge already half‑asleep, utterly off guard.

His brow twitched slightly, and a playful mood instantly rose.

In the next instant, Chenshu felt the world spin, and when he reacted he found himself pinned beneath Jin Chen, his wrists pressed above his head and restrained.

All nine silver fox tails extended, wrapping around the person on the jade bed.

He was startled, his wet gaze unblinking as he looked at Jin Chen, "Great King…"

Jin Chen noticed Chenshu's gaze, let out a low, muffled laugh tinged with teasing.

"Since you follow me, you must be prepared to give something in return."

Anyone with clear eyes could tell what he meant.

Chenshu's body trembled, his red lips opening then closing, obviously unsure how to respond.

He could only slowly reach out and touch the nearest fox tail, "Great King… you're a good demon, you won't… mmph!"

The youth's eyes widened instantly.

The words he had not yet spoken were sealed by thin lips, and the man's aggressive sandalwood scent enveloped him.

His heartbeat grew faster and faster.

Chenshu gazed at the handsome face before him, the hand that had been gripping the tail slowly rising to embrace Jin Chen's neck, eyes half‑closed as his lashes quivered.

This kiss came suddenly.

Jin Chen never imagined he would do this to a human child, but at the moment their lips pressed together, his inner flutter reached an unprecedented height.

He liked this feeling, so he followed his heart and continued.

The fox tribe seemed born knowing how to bewitch hearts; Jin Chen kissed without instruction, as if this act had been etched into his soul and repeated countless times.

So skilled that even he found it astonishing.

His distinct‑knuckled fingers stroked the youth's bare shoulder and neck, unable to get enough of the tender skin, rubbing it gently.

Seeing the face beneath him flush red, his starry eyes shimmering like spring water, Jin Chen could not restrain himself and kissed the cheek again.

"You're quite obedient."

His voice, rich and alluring, whispered softly by the ear; Chenshu shifted his head uneasily, the sound so faint it seemed almost inaudible.

"Great King saved me… you're a good demon, never before has anyone treated me this kindly."

The implication was that he did not reject this.

Jin Chen simply took it as the child being redeemed, and liked him.

Pleased by his own thought, he felt great satisfaction, unable to restrain a smile as he rubbed Chenshu's delicate chin, teasing those tempting lips.

"Good child."

Jin Chen had also had enough fun for the night; being in a lethargic state, he constantly wanted to sleep, so he simply held the youth in his arms and lay on his side.

Good child Chenshu lowered his eyes, thinking to himself, "Even though I've become a fox, I'm still this pure‑hearted," having pressed himself against him for so long yet only managing kisses and embraces.

White Ze, who could hear thoughts: 【……】

Very good, this fully matches the master's intentions.

0731 silently gasped, its furry paws scratching its face; it had just been about to say that the host had lost all memory, but in fact it was completely unrestrained in nature.

As it turned out, the Main God was even more… unrestrained!

Within the barrier all was still as water; the two people in the courtyard slept entwined, full of warmth.

Outside the barrier, the guards were shifted in batch after batch, fearful that something might go wrong.

After the news of Chen Yu's death spread, the entire Chen household fell into chaos, all servants beginning to prepare the funeral.

The disciples of the Slayer Demon Sect also helped out of consideration for Chen Ning's relationship.

In an unnoticed spot, a green‑clothed man wearing a straw raincoat followed a wooden cart out of the Chen manor from the side courtyard.

About a quarter of an hour later, the wooden cart stopped before the wilderness burial hill in the suburbs.

The one pushing the cart was indeed Chen Ning's personal dark guard.

Chen Ning took off his straw raincoat and signaled the dark guard to throw the person in the mat out.

Just then, Chen Yu's fingertips twitched, his body trembling as if pleading for help, his voice weak.

"Brother…"

Chen Ning's expression shifted slightly; he hadn't expected that, despite all this, Chen Yu was still alive.

He stepped closer, the mat was lifted, and Chen Yu, his chest cavity rotted, barely opened his eyes to plead with his biological brother for help.

"Brother… don't, don't… give up… me."

A tear slipped from his clouded eyes.

Chen Ning's expression was complex, yet his tone remained calm.

"Yu'er, rest assured, brother will investigate thoroughly and clear your name before our father."

Chen Yu slowly shook his head, expression desperate, "No… brother…"

The next second, his raised hand was struck down by the dark guard, rewrapped in straw mat, and thrown down the hill without hesitation.

Chen Ning's unwilling expression gradually faded, returning to calm as water.

Have the bodies been found?

The dark guard bowed and replied, "The child fetching water in the firewood room resembles the second young master in build and is already prepared to enter the manor."

After the two left, a straw mat in the corner of the burial mound was lifted, resentment overflowing, struggling, unwilling to exhale the last breath.

【Master, Chen Yu's poison outbreak was mistaken for demonic cultivation, and Chen Ning personally threw him down the burial mound; however, his life is tenacious, and he has not yet breathed his last.】

Chenshu narrowed his eyes, nuzzling into Jin Chen's embrace, the familiar sandalwood scent wrapping his soul, drowsiness gradually washing over him.

【You know what to do.】

Bai Ze remained silent for two moments, then immediately understood the meaning.

【All right, Master, good night.】

0731, who had listened to the whole thing:???

You're done just like that? What does 'knowing what to do' mean?

It turned its head and nuzzled Bai Ze's long fur, "Boss, what riddle are you and the Master God playing?"

Just look at it.

Bai Ze conjured a puppet and silently left the barrier.

The next second, he appeared inside the burial mound and rescued the dying Chen Yu.

0731 exclaimed, "I want Chen Yu to become a demonic cultivator through and through, to hate the Chen family to the bone, and then become a blade in the Master God's hand!"

Not bad, smart.

Bai Ze's beast paw rubbed the rainbow head, his tone gentle.

It has followed Chenshu for thousands of years, always the most steady among divine beasts, starkly different from the Pixiu's leapiness.

I'm not stupid at all!

0731 immediately praised himself, without a hint of hesitation.