Chapter 549: Reverse Strategy 08

Walking along the newly renewed courtyard Main Gate into the house, last night's dilapidated scene also changed.

It was elegant and exquisite, as if someone had lived there all along.

"Great King, you're amazing—is this an illusion?"

Chenshu happily shook Jin Chen's arm, her starry eyes unblinking as she surveyed the interior, as if it were her first time entering such a fine place; everything she saw felt novel.

"It's not an illusion—just eat."

Seeing the boy's gaze fixed on the pastry, Jin Chen felt his heart soften again, and he embraced him and sat down at the table.

"Great King, you eat too."

Chenshu obediently sat in his lap, picked up a piece of pastry, but instead of eating it herself, she carefully held it in her hands and brought it to Jin Chen's lips.

Having a beauty in his arms and being able to attend to him, Jin Chen instantly understood why the little kings of other races often kept beauties by their side.

Lowering his head, he bit into that piece of pastry; finding it overly sweet, he refused to eat more, instead sipping tea and attentively feeding the hamster‑like boy in his arms.

Chenshu ate quickly, as if she had been starving for a long time before finally getting a bite worthy of being called delicious.

Jin Chen found it interesting, propping his elbow on the table and tilting his head to watch closely, occasionally stroking the boy's back to tell him not to eat so hastily.

Occasionally, when he couldn't swallow in time, she would promptly offer him a sip of hot tea.

But not long after eating, before the plate of pastries was finished, Chenshu really couldn't hold any more.

Are all these demon pastries made of Candy! How cloying!

Chenshu's eating speed obviously slowed considerably; Jin Chen wondered if she didn't like it, when he saw the boy's mouth twist, he let out a sob and turned his head to burrow into his embrace.

"Wuuu… Great King, you're so good…"

Jin Chen's body tensed slightly, his eyebrows lifting.

What's good about him again?

Jin Chen felt that the few good demon reputations he had earned over the past few hundred years were all used up here.

"Great King didn't kill me, helped me drive away the Slaughter Formation General, and… also gave me food."

"Nobody has ever treated me this well."

After hearing that, Jin Chen gently rubbed the boy's reddened eye corners with his fingertip, "Since you're moved to tears, why not show some actual action?"

Having experienced last night's incident, Chenshu naturally understood what he meant, but without hesitation she lifted her head and pressed her lips to his.

She even awkwardly licked them.

Jin Chen lowered his gaze, and deep in his eyes surged a hint of indulgence and enjoyment.

The boy, now mixed with the pastry's sweetness, became even more delectable; he could hardly restrain himself, and the hand resting on Chenshu's waist tightened a bit.

The atmosphere between them was ambiguous yet warm.

【Detected target's Heartbeat Value +10, current Strategy Value: 20.】

Taking the opportunity to wash away the cloying taste in his mouth, Chenshu flashed a hint of slyness in her eyes, pretending not to understand anything as she rubbed against Jin Chen's thigh.

Within a few seconds she felt Jin Chen's body growing ever tenser, yet she promptly withdrew from the deep kiss just before he was about to make his next move.

Chenshu's cheeks were flushed, her starry eyes like autumn water, shy yet timid, yet remarkably clear, leaving no room for any ill intentions.

"Great King, do you find this actual action satisfactory?"

Jin Chen's foxlike eyes twitched; he felt he was basically lifting a stone only to drop it on his own foot, he grunted and used his fingertip to wipe the moisture from the boy's red lips.

"Barely satisfied, you're quite good at integrating and applying knowledge."

"It's only because I'm in front of the Great King that I act this way."

Chenshu's lips curled up; obviously the praise made him happy, and she acted coquettishly, rubbing her cheek against his neck, her voice soft and sweet: "I like the Great King."

"... Cough cough."

Jin Chen couldn't resist the coquettishness of the person in his arms; his lips uncontrollably curled upward, he lowered his head to kiss the tender cheeks again and again, yet he still had to maintain his composure.

"As long as you know, since you're so obedient, I won't let you down."

With that embrace, Jin Chen's fingertips fell again on the boy's wrist, once more seeing an extraordinary pulse.

His earlier joy faltered slightly, and he instinctively asked.

"Do you know why you cannot cultivate human internal energy techniques?"

Chenshu lazily squinted in his embrace, then shook her head pitifully: "I don't know."

"All I know is that my father and elder brother constantly scold me as worthless, lacking any of the grace of my mother and the Chenshu family."

Jin Chen: "Who is your mother, and is she still alive?"

"No…"

Chenshu's voice grew weaker: "Since I can remember, I have never seen her; my father only said she died of illness."

"He clearly said before, mother Zhuxi is the best demon hunter; illness wouldn't let her die."

"Qianqian told me many things about my mother, and then father… killed him."

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes again, dripping onto Jin Chen's neck, as if they could scorch his heartstrings.

"Don't cry."

Jin Chen coaxed him gently, his warm palm lightly patting the boy's back, truly exhausting all his tenderness.

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly; he had already guessed this matter about seventy‑percent.

The name Zhuxi, he had heard of it.

Before the Slaughter Demon Sect had yet to change ordinary people's views, humans and demons still coexisted relatively peacefully.

But the demon race was vast, with countless demons; he couldn't oversee them all, and there were always some unruly little demons who refused to obey.

At that time, demon hunters among humans only killed evil demons and monsters, aiming to maintain peace between the two races; among them Zhuxi stood out, and the martial world hailed her as the chief demon hunter.

But later the Slaughter Demon Sect grew stronger, wandering among ordinary people, proclaiming that all demons were guilty, humans and demons could not coexist, and any demon could be slain.

Thus, relations between humans and demons deteriorated completely, and many demons kept by humans also suffered horribly.

The demon hunters of the neutral faction represented by Zhuxi also gradually lost their reputation; I never expected they would fall to such a state.

"Your mother is a formidable demon hunter, with her own moral standards and strong strength; she would certainly not die from illness."

Jin Chen did not directly mention the deadly poison, merely guiding the boy to think it through himself; who would have thought that Chenshu was merely surprised and doubtful, not at all connecting himself to this matter.

"Have you ever seen my mother, Great King?"

Gazing at the boy's tender cheeks, Jin Chen blinked and remained silent for two seconds.

The last time he saw Zhuxi, he was not much older than Chenshu is now.

Jin Chen finally felt the real sense of having lived several hundred to thousands of years, with an age gap vastly different from Chenshu's.

"I have seen her; she is very formidable."

Jin Chen silently changed the subject, truly not wanting to discuss such an embarrassing matter any further.

"Your sea of consciousness brims with mighty spiritual power; you surely inherited your mother's talent."

"You cannot cultivate internal cultivation and spiritual arts, because you are afflicted with deadly poison, which blocks your meridians, preventing you from cultivating qi."

These words frightened Chenshu; he hurriedly touched his dantian, his voice trembling, "Then… will I die?"

He sobbed, desperately burrowing into Brocade City's embrace, his voice making one feel pity.

"Who is so vicious, wanting to put me to death?"