Chapter 101

The players outside could gossip all they wanted; Fang Yue had no interest in their petty chatter.

Besides, that's our cheer captain, our number-one fan! A little favor is only fair!

As he stepped into the Guard Team's quarters, Fang Yue suddenly froze—he noticed Mu Zi was still following him.

"Uh, Mu Zi, Captain, you should go back. I'll see Lin Ling alone."

Mainly because Fang Yue figured he'd soon get screamed at by Lin Ling from head to toe, and having someone there… would be embarrassing.

But Mu Zi said, "I need to report to Captain Lin about what happened earlier, and I also need to go to the Library Room to exchange something."

"... Alright then."

Inside the Guard Station, as soon as Fang Yue entered the main hall, he felt a wave of killing intent.

Looking inside, he saw Lin Ling seated on a chair; upon seeing Fang Yue enter, his expression visibly turned cold, revealing a bitter sneer as he stared coldly at the newcomer, like a giant ice sculpture frozen from head to toe, radiating chilling frost.

"You're here?"

Though those two words were meant as a friendly greeting, from Lin Ling's mouth they carried the chill of a winter wind stretching ten miles.

Fang Yue forced a nervous, awkward chuckle: "Uh… I'm here."

"Sit!"

Huh?

Sit…?

Fang Yue cautiously glanced at Lin Ling, guessing his intentions, then mustered his courage and shuffled over to sit on the chair beside him, feeling like he was sitting on needles, utterly uncomfortable, certain Lin Ling's next words would unleash a storm of verbal abuse.

But Lin Ling didn't speak—unexpectedly calm, he merely glanced at Mu Zi first.

"What do you want?"

Mu Zi respectfully reported everything concerning Fang Yue, the refugees, and the dog hole.

"Hmm. You handled it well. If you're going to the Library Room, go on your own."

"Yes!"

The Library Room had a dedicated attendant; Lin Ling didn't need to accompany anyone.

After Mu Zi left through the side door.

The main hall of the Guard Station fell silent, like the calm before a storm.

Gulp.

Fang Yue swallowed hard, slightly nervous.

Lin Ling being this calm? That's way scarier!

Just as Fang Yue was thinking this, Lin Ling suddenly stood up, picked up the teapot, opened a teacup, and poured hot tea.

When the cup was full, Lin Ling stopped, set the teapot down.

Seeing Lin Ling seemed genuinely just pouring tea with no other intent, Fang Yue's eyes flickered: "Uh, Lin Ge, I didn't…"

"Stop!"

Lin Ling suddenly raised his voice, sneering: "I can't accept that title—'Lin Ge'!"

Fang Yue:?!!

Here it comes!

Lin Ling's temper's finally here!

For some reason, seeing Lin Ling's reaction, Fang Yue felt a little relieved.

I'm not afraid of your anger—I'm afraid of your silent, scheming coldness…

Immediately, Fang Yue straightened his posture: "Uh, Lin Ge, I'm wrong, I delayed! I didn't mean to…"

"I'm the one who should apologize—I didn't give you face in front of Captain Mu Zi just now. Now, Lin Di is here to apologize to Ye Ge!"

Fang Yue:??!

What the hell! Who taught Lin Ling these lines?!

This guy's a Native NPC—he wouldn't understand this meme. Someone must've been trolling him with that nonsense!

Damn!

I'm a model student, morally upright, spiritually pure—why don't you learn from me, and instead pick up all this garbage?!

Ugh! I got trolled and it's pissing me off!

His expression froze; Fang Yue forced a stiff laugh: "Hah, hah… Lin Ge, are you confused? I don't understand what you're saying."

"Don't understand? Doesn't matter… Fine. Then challenge Ye Ge to a duel to the death right now! I won't let today go until I peel your skin off!"

One moment he was calling Ye Ge by name, the next he was roaring vulgar curses, and he snatched up the freshly poured teacup and hurled it straight at Fang Yue's face.

Damn it! You're gonna scar me!

Fang Yue's face paled; he quickly reached out and barely caught the cup.

But hot tea splashed onto his palm, scalding him—he winced, then, seeing Lin Ling's hostile glare, forced a nervous laugh: "Great tea!"

"... Then drink it."

Lin Ling suddenly stood and stepped forward, pressing close to Fang Yue, grabbing him, and lifting the teacup to pour the scalding tea directly into his mouth.

Surprisingly, the move caught Fang Yue off guard; pinned by Lin Ling's Supernatural Strength, he was forced to swallow a mouthful of hot tea, yelping in pain.

"Lin Ge! Lin Ge! Lin Ge! It's hot! Hot! Hot!! Don't be reckless! Don't be reckless! Someone's gonna die!"

Fang Yue struggled wildly, but Lin Ling's Supernatural Strength held him down, forcing him to drink half the cup of scalding tea, making him roll his eyes back.

The scalding damage—'-1' '-1'—was nothing; 【Night's Breath】 restored it instantly; it was just painfully hot.

Fang Yue kicked out with one foot, striking Lin Ling, who flew over a meter away, landed steadily, brushed off the dust, and stared calmly at Fang Yue.

"Even."

"Cough! Cough cough cough! Y-you, you you you, what the hell did you make me drink?!"

"Nothing much, just Pain Tea—it'll make your stomach hurt for a few hours."

"Pain Tea? Makes your stomach hurt? Is it a laxative?"

Fang Yue's face changed; he clutched his stomach and immediately felt an unfamiliar cramping, as if he were about to defecate at any moment.

Open the status bar…

"Status: Pain Tea (Stomach Pain, Diarrhea)."

Damn! So poisonous! I never thought Lin Ling, with those thick eyebrows and big eyes, would play dirty!

Just as Fang Yue was about to rage and curse, a system notification chimed.

"System Notification: 【Pain Tea】 status removed."

Fang Yue: …

Night Breath, my superhero!

Fang Yue's expression instantly calmed.

The world is so beautiful, yet I'm so irritable—bad, bad.

With a smile on his face, Fang Yue said, "As long as Brother Lin feels better, I can bear the suffering—it's nothing."

"Hmph!"

Lin Ling turned away: "Good. Also, tonight's night shift and tomorrow's morning and night shifts—all of them are yours. Understood?"

This one he really couldn't dodge; after all, Fang Yue had been late by nearly half the night.

Fang Yue accepted the duty with a bitter smile, and Lin Ling nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, I'm going to rest now."

As Lin Ling turned to leave, Fang Yue suddenly had an idea.

"Wait!"

Lin Ling stopped and turned back, his face showing half confusion, half annoyance.

"What now?"

Fang Yue looked at Lin Ling, hesitating, but finally asked cautiously: "Look, just suppose—suppose I said I liked Hua Wuye and wanted to marry her—would you kill me?"

"What?"

Lin Ling froze, as if not understanding Fang Yue's meaning.

After a pause, his expression turned strange; he stared at Fang Yue with a bewildered look: "Are you crazy? If you like her, then like her—what's it got to do with me?"

"Don't rush! I'm just saying 'suppose'!"

"Even if you and Hua Wuye actually got together, I wouldn't care—let alone kill you."

(End of Chapter)