Ling didn’t expect Lu Mo’s actions and was caught off guard as Lu Mo pressed his neck with his elbow. He took a step back, his back against the hard wall.
Lu Mo was slightly shorter than Ling, leaning forward, and rubbed against Ling’s jaw with the tip of his nose, threateningly saying, “Speak.”
To better showcase the auction items, the lighting in the entire venue was dim, with only spotlights shining on the central stage.
The host continued to work hard, expressing gratitude to every participant, especially Lu Mo, who made all the contributions in this charity auction.
The cage containing Wenge was pushed down, and since he had a new owner, he would receive good care and treatment. Although his shattered spiritual sea couldn’t be repaired, at least there would be no life-threatening danger for a while.
The host’s clear voice echoed in the hall, accompanied by elegant and soothing music, gently drifting in the air.
“Your excellency Jin Qi, you must give us an explanation. What’s the matter with this female zerg?”
“Are you intentionally trying to embarrass us?”
Jin Qi dealt with the angry nobles stiffly and said, “Please forgive my offense…”
…
Amidst the hustle and bustle everywhere, this particular corner seemed to be wrapped in a thin layer of water film, completely out of place with the rest of the hall.
Lu Mo and Ling locked eyes, and Ling widened his eyes, raising his eyebrows slightly in surprise, like a cat suddenly being touched on the belly.
Whether it was due to the dim lighting or the proximity, Ling revealed an almost “innocent” and confused expression in front of Lu Mo for the first time.
“I, I mean…”
Ling stuttered, “I will bid for Wenge.”
Even Ling, the most indifferent female zerg, understood that after marriage, every decision required the consent of the male zerg, even if he was a female monarch.
He was well-versed in the post-marriage female monarch manual, he was just seeking Lu Mo’s approval.
Lu Mo: “…”
He coldly said, “My dear female monarch, you’re changing the topic. My patience is limited, and I don’t want to hear your nonsense.”
However, his heart was in turmoil.
Though he didn’t know what had happened, he instinctively felt ashamed.
It felt like when you suddenly had the urge to be nicer to your father, so you boldly ordered a passionate and fiery bouquet of flowers to express your admiration in front of everyone.
Then your silent and serious father, burdened with a heavy persona like Mount Tai, would angrily grab the bouquet and start beating you with it.
Just like how he used to beat you with a cane.—Help, he was embarrassed to the point of not being able to breathe.
This extreme sense of shame made his face turn red, but fortunately, the hall was dark enough not to make him lose face, and it finally helped Lu Mo calm down a bit.
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It was really strange.
Every male zerg wouldn’t miss an opportunity to make a female zerg grateful.
They were so high and mighty that even a smile towards a female zerg was enough to excite him to the point of heart attack.
Ling still remembered that Song Jian Shu had once given Wenge an excellent dagger—He remembered it so clearly because the female zergs in the military had been talking about it non-stop.
There were even a few of them who praised Song Jian Shu for his magnanimity, saying that if they were the female zerg, they would have long thrown themselves at his feet, expressing their willingness to be his possession.
Of course, it was just them talking big.
He also vividly remembers Song Jian Shu’s expression at that time. He always soothingly reassured Wenge, saying it was nothing. Even Wenge, a cold and tough military female, would melt because of it.
Ling felt that something was not quite right. He noticed some unfamiliar emotions in Song Jian Shu’s eyes, emotions that were so peculiar that it made his gentle smile appear somewhat strange.
He couldn’t figure out what it was, especially since the zerg race was a species lacking imagination.
The only thing he could discern was that Song Jian Shu thoroughly enjoyed this feeling.
But… why is Lu Mo angry?
At this moment, Ling suddenly became curious. He curiously looked at Lu Mo’s face, trying to analyze the emotions displayed on that face.
Annoyance, resistance, regret, shame, and a forced appearance of calmness and detachment.
It seemed like Lu Mo was feeling pain because of Ling’s generous act? But that was clearly an act that any male zerg would be overjoyed about.
Lu Mo stiffly said, “I have never seen a more indecisive female zerg than you.”
Ling was astonished to find that his nerves, which had been stretched to the limit just now—he even felt like he was about to break—relaxed now.
He looked at Lu Mo steadily and suddenly burst into laughter.
He laughed exaggeratedly, arching his waist and even making sound while laughing. The last time he laughed so excitedly, he didn’t make any sound.
Lu Mo’s throat tightened, feeling like he might leave this world tonight…
Was it really that funny???
Ling took a deep breath, finally stopping his laughter before Lu Mo exploded from anger. His eyes sparkled as he looked at Lu Mo and said, “Lu Mo.”
Lu Mo snorted reluctantly.
In the next moment, Ling held his hand and swiftly led him away from the noisy hall.
As soon as they left the hall, a cool breeze greeted them, mixed with the intoxicating scent of flowers, instantly clearing their minds. Ling’s hair fluttered in the air, and the palm of his hand holding Lu Mo’s hand felt slightly warm.
They walked directly through the neat path, the beautiful flower gate, and finally stopped at an elegant small corridor.
The night sky was adorned with numerous stars, surrounding two giant moons. One was deep red, and the other golden yellow, hanging in the night sky, seemingly within reach.
“Enough, enough!” Lu Mo pulled his hand back and muttered, “We’re far enough here, not even a mouse would be around.”
He raised his head, and Ling’s red eyes were covered in a layer of moonlight, blinking gently.
“I don’t know… where to start with you.” He furrowed his brow, troubled, as if a librarian had to find the one book they needed from a vast sea of books.
Finally, he said to Lu Mo, “Wenge’s female father,Mr. Lai Yin, is my mentor.”
Sixty years ago, the moon was slightly brighter than today.
In the dim basement, the air was incredibly polluted, and the stench of rotting blood was so strong that it felt like being immersed in water and left to ferment in the scorching sun for months, making it impossible to open one’s eyes.
But staying inside for a long time, one gradually got used to the smell.
Moreover, this smell was emanating from him in the first place.
Ling lay lethargically on the bed, the bedding originally made of cotton but now hardened like a wooden board, so black that the original pattern couldn’t be seen.
He didn’t know how long he had been lying there. Even a slight movement would produce the metallic sound of the iron chains binding his limbs, each one thicker than his own arm.
The wounds on his body never healed.
Or rather, they did heal, but every time they were about to heal completely, they would be cut open again, bled out, and never given a chance to heal.
“Did you give him too much this time? Be careful not to kill him.”
“How could that happen? This brat can endure a lot. I just gave him one-third more, and he’ll regain his strength by eating more.”
“Tsk, do you know how precious his blood is? It took so much effort to get that one and only! If he dies, you’ll pay for it!”
“…”
Ling opened his eyes and saw his hand twisted at an almost broken angle, his wrist slashed deeply, revealing the bone.
But despite such a large wound, his blood only oozed out slowly, drop by drop, into the bottle below.
He remembered the chickens whose throats were cut and were left to bleed out like this.
So tired.
He numbly shifted his gaze and through the small window, he saw two beautiful moons in the night sky.
One was deep red, the other golden yellow, like a pair of gentle eyes overlooking the earth, overlooking him.
Gradually, he lost strength. His body had never been this cold before, and even his vision began to blur…
Those two gentle moons swayed, gradually distorting in his eyes, changing their appearance, and eventually strangely transforming into a pair of sparkling blue eyes.
Huh…
Ling forcefully opened his eyes, and a female zerg wearing a military cap blinked his left eye at him through the iron bars. The next moment, he heard a loud explosion, startling the female zerg in the room, who drew out his gun from behind his waist and exclaimed, “Who?!”
“Who is it?”
From behind the broken wall, a figure slowly emerged amidst billowing smoke. His voice carried a hint of amusement. “I am the agent of justice, the executor of the law, and the grim reaper who has come to take your lives.”
“You’re asking for death!”
Two female zergs glared fiercely and raised their guns at him. Ling nervously widened his eyes, and his palms involuntarily curled up.
Seemingly sensing his tension, the military female reassured him, “It’s alright. They are a group of low-quality scoundrels. Their lousy guns and methods won’t even scratch me.”
As soon as he finished speaking, two gunshots rang out in succession, but miraculously, just as he said, the bullets grazed his hair and hit the broken bricks behind him, creating sparks.
“Courtesy demands reciprocity,” the military female clicked his tongue. His speed was astonishing, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the two female zergs, grabbing their heads with both hands—
The two female zergs didn’t even have a chance to make a sound before their eyes rolled back, and they fainted.
Throwing the two female zergs into a corner, the military female turned his head to look at Ling. “I found it strange when I passed by here a few days ago, and it turns out there was a cub locked up here—”
With a loud “bang,” the military female paused in his footsteps, subtly lowering his head. He saw the almost full bottle of blood being knocked over and spilling onto the ground.
He looked at the ground, then at Ling, and finally squeezed out a word, “Sorry?”
Ling slowly closed his eyes.
It was a very foolish adult female zerg.
——
Lu Mo listened quietly, a rare moment of silence. “So, that’s how you ended up joining the military?”
“Yeah.”
Ling took a deep breath, his profile immersed in moonlight, with a faint glow surrounding him. “Lu Mo, do you know why I appeared on the Desolate Star that day?”
Lu Mo asked, “Why?”
“Because… Mr. Lai Yin died.”
Translator’s Message:
A huge shoutout to ‘Samantha’ for giving me coffee. Additional chapter in thanks for that.
Thanks for the update ❤️❤️❤️
Poor Ling :< Such a terrible experiences since childhood ｡ﾟ(ﾟ∩´﹏`∩ﾟ)ﾟ｡
Thank You for the new chapter (´,,•ω•,,)♡
Really hope it was natural🥺💔
SIXTY (60) YEARSSS???!!!! That’s one helluva age gap. Still cute though
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