Chapter 456, get drunk easily (late night)

Ye Jiuliang stretched out his hand slowly, grabbed his collar, sniffed, and said with a soft voice tinged with the hoarseness of just waking up, "You’ve been drinking too."

What a keen nose.

Li Mochan chuckled lowly, "Are you awake now?"

"No." She shook her head, mumbling, "You smell like sweat, it’s disgusting."

"..."

He hadn’t even minded her smelling of alcohol, yet she was complaining about his sweat odor.

After punching in the gym for over an hour, how could he not sweat?

"Should I throw you down then?" Li Mochan pecked her cheek and spoke with a voice magnetic and laced with amusement.

Ye Jiuliang countered unhurriedly, "Then take your time throwing me, Master, I’ll go find some young lads to catch me."

Upon those words, the smile on Li Mochan’s lips suddenly turned dangerous.

"How many do you think would be appropriate?"

The little rascal, getting high and mighty after drinking.

"Probably five, six, seven, eight would do." Suppressing the growing laughter, Ye Jiuliang opened her eyes, her gaze filled with provocation.

Five, six, seven, eight?

She better not even think about having half one.

Li Mochan turned around, carrying her towards the bathroom.

"I was just joking, don’t take it seriously." Ye Jiuliang thought to herself that she had angered him as her legs flailed in the air.

"Master won’t look for young lads anymore, okay?"

Li Mochan kept walking, "I took it seriously."

As soon as his words fell, the bathroom door was slammed shut.

**

F country

An European-styled study room, with teakwood carved bookshelves exuding a unique ancient charm.

Broken teacup fragments were scattered in a corner, and pale yellow tea stains left uneven marks on the wall.

Butler Mo stood with his head bowed at the side, even his breathing was careful and guarded.

In front of him, Old Master Mo scowled, looking highly displeased.

With a cold voice, he began, "Li Mochan bombed the headquarters of Organization K, they didn’t start fighting?"

"They almost did, but at the last moment, it’s said that Ye Jiuliang showed up, so both sides ended their enmity and made peace," replied Butler Mo.

Old Master Mo narrowed his slitted eyes, a sharp glint flashing through.

It seemed he had underestimated the relationship between Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang.

Interesting, he was curious how long their so-called relationship would last.

He sneered cynically, "How is Qian Mian’s situation?"

Butler Mo raised his head and reported truthfully, "I just came back from seeing him. The thing he’s been working on has been successful, and everything is ready."

"Have you tested it?"

"We’ve tested it on someone, and the results are as expected."

Hearing this, Old Master Mo’s face relaxed slightly, a satisfied smile appearing.

"Let Qian Mian personally make a trip to the capital city, and find the right opportunity to strike."

Butler Mo inquired with a respectful expression, "Elder Master, do you want to use the thing on Li Mochan or Ye Jiuliang?"

"That damn brat, Li Mochan, has ruined my plans time and again, and cost me so many Dead Warriors, it would be best used on him," Old Master Mo spoke with a chilling tone.

He still hoped that Ye Jiuliang would help him open that iron box, moreover, if anything happened to Li Mochan, Ye Jiuliang would only suffer even more.

"Yes."

Old Master Mo continued, "Also, keep a close eye on Chu Chen and the other two, identify their weaknesses."

Not only Ye Jiuliang but Chu Chen, Ji Mingqian, and Gu Xinuo—he wouldn’t spare any of them.

Their utmost suffering was what he wanted to see most.

Butler Mo agreed to all, "Understood."

...

The sun was high in the sky, the warm sunlight blocked out by the curtains.

The figure on the bed turned over, Ye Jiuliang opened her sleepy eyes to look at the man standing by the bed.

Li Mochan picked up a shirt and ripped off the tag, his gaze catching a glimpse of those clear eyes as a slight smile quietly took shape at the corners of his mouth.

"Where did you get these clothes from?" Ye Jiuliang reached for a long coat lying nearby, which, like the shirt, still had its tag on.

"Took them from Ji Mingqian," he said.

Ye Jiuliang curled his lips, then flopped back onto the bed, indulging in laziness.

After buttoning up the last button, he leaned over her, his well-defined hand tidying her messy hair, "Skipping lunch?"

Ye Jiuliang gave him a sideways glance, extending her hand to him.

"Hand me my clothes, Master Jiu."

Li Mochan gently tapped the tip of her nose and got up to fetch her clothes.

Ye Jiuliang rolled around in the blanket, back and forth.

Returning with the clothes, Li Mochan reached out to pick her up, "Come here and get dressed, your highness."

Ye Jiuliang obediently lifted her arms, somehow feeling that his words were oddly phrased, "Why do I feel like you are scolding me?"

"Really?" Li Mochan said, skillfully helping her into the clothes.

Ye Jiuliang glanced at him and huffed lightly.

Dressed neatly, Ye Jiuliang stretched lazily.

She took hold of Li Mochan’s hand and stepped out with her long, straight legs, "Come on, I’ll give you a tour of Master Jiu’s territory."

Allowing her to lead, Li Mochan let out a low chuckle.

A gentle breeze blew as Ye Jiuliang held a bottle of juice, her lips biting the straw.

As they passed the main gate, a large group of people were busy repairing the ground that had been bombed into disrepair the night before.

Ye Jiuliang cast a sideway glance at the person beside her, teasing, "Master Li, look at the mess you’ve made."

Li Mochan kept quiet, choosing silence over the risk of saying something wrong.

When the two reached the base, they saw members running laps around the parade ground from afar.

Seeing Ye Jiuliang arrive, the members came to a stop.

"Master Jiu."

Their loud voices echoed across the sky with impressive force.

Ye Jiuliang nodded and raised an eyebrow, "Come on, say hello to the madam."

A burst of hearty laughter erupted.

"Good day, madam."

Li Mochan, "..."

Ye Jiuliang turned her head away, smiling with eyes curved.

It was truly amusing to see her own Li Mochan looking so crestfallen.

She waved her hand, "Alright, the madam is quite shy and blushing now. You may continue your laps."

The crowd resumed running as Ye Jiuliang sat down with Li Mochan on a bench under a tree.

Soon, Wei Xi and two others came looking for them.

"Master, Madam."

Meeting their bright eyes, Ye Jiuliang stretched her lips into a smile.

"What’s up?"

"Madam, who is the weapons genius from your K organization?" Wei Xi asked bluntly.

Ye Jiuliang was briefly puzzled, "Weapons genius?"

Wei Bei said, "The K organization recently launched a new type of firearm that has stolen many orders from Dark Hall."

Realizing they were referring to her, Ye Jiuliang asked with interest, "Ahem, what do you need her for? Are you looking for a fight?"

"No, no, just curious," Wei Xi waved his hand dismissively.

If he picked a fight in the K organization, he would probably be gang-beaten.

Ye Jiuliang touched her nose, humbly admitting for once, "If I’m not mistaken, the person you’re talking about should be me."

Wei Xi, "..."

Wei Bei and Wei Nan looked just as surprised.

Truth be told, they had thought it might have been Ji Mingqian or Chu Chen.

"Madam, there’s another thing. Did you agree to share half of the Golden Snow Ginseng with me because you commandeered that Dark Hall shipment?" Wei Nan asked tactfully, though he left the second half of the question unvoiced.

So, was it a pang of conscience on her part?