At this moment, Mu Yuan would never hesitate to make the chaos even bigger. Before Ning Xian could stop him, he had already opened his folding fan and said leisurely, "We are members of the Demonic Sect."
A demonic cult?
Bai Yan was stunned—the kind of cult members who robbed, killed, and committed arson without any evil or lawlessness.
Yue Ji was overjoyed—the Demonic Cult! The kind of cult members who fly around freely, without any constraints, and can do whatever they want without caring about worldly affairs!
Her eyes lit up and she pounced on him. “Two handsome men, how old are you this year? Do you have any family members? Are you married or engaged? I am Yue Ji, twenty-nine years old, all alone, and unmarried. Would you two gentlemen take me in?”
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Ning Xian secretly glanced at Bai Mo... well, this guy is basically dumbfounded.
This transformation is truly jaw-dropping...
Mu Yuan was the first to recover from her momentary surprise, beckoning Yue Ji to her like she was beckoning a puppy, "Little sister, come here, come here."
Yue Ji's eyes sparkled, and she immediately hopped over, her tail wagging behind her.
"Little sister, do you want to join the Demonic Sect?"—The question is, is her goal to join the Demonic Sect or to woo handsome men?
Yue Ji nodded vigorously, "I want to join! I want to join! Once I'm in the Demonic Sect, I won't have to pretend to be weak and obedient every day to coax men, and I won't have to desperately restrain myself from drooling over handsome men just to cling to a sugar daddy. From now on, I can pounce on whoever I want, force down handsome men, tease young boys, and do whatever I want without anyone stopping me!"
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...This...understanding of the Demonic Sect...seems to be a little bit...huh?
Mu Yuan maintained her smile; Bai Mo's little lover was actually quite interesting. Basically, in front of the two handsome men from the Demonic Sect, she had completely ignored Bai Mo, treating him as someone she didn't know.
Ning Xian offered a reassuring smile, patted Bai Mo on the shoulder, and said, "Well... Brother Bai Mo, life is unpredictable, try to take things easy..."
Huh? He's already petrified...
Chapter Forty-Six: Head-to-Head
We first met when I was twenty, and it has been two years since then.
Because of Yue Ji, he had something to care about; a beautiful figure made him want to do his best to protect and care for her...
But now, what does the past version of myself count for?
The moon was bleak, the night was bleak. Bai Mo sat in the courtyard, drinking wine and gazing at the moon, sighing deeply, as if he had swallowed a fly, unable to utter a word.
"Disillusionment..." Ning Xian shook her head, walked over, patted his shoulder, sat down next to him, and poured him a drink. Bai Mo looked up and saw that she was momentarily at a loss for words; the current situation was indeed somewhat awkward.
"She... still won't agree to have a proper talk with me?" Although he was deceived by Yue Ji's deliberately presented image of purity and obedience, after all, they had been "in love," and he still hoped that they could have a proper talk and end things amicably, rather than suddenly becoming strangers like this.
"Uh...it seems so, that's what Mu Yuan said..." She couldn't bear to say the truth: Yue Ji had been so decisive that there was no point in talking to someone who had been dumped. She was so ruthless...you can't judge a book by its cover!
"Actually, I've been hesitating for a while now..."
Huh?
"Is it right to follow the rules as I used to, staying within the bounds and not overstepping them, or is it right to live a carefree and unburdened life like the Demonic Sect?"
Ning Xian looked at Bai Mo with surprise as Bai Mo's gaze fell into the distance, and he seemed to say something profound without realizing it—that Bai Momo would actually think about such things?
"So... what was the result?"
"As expected... this kind of unruly, undisciplined, and shameless behavior is completely wrong!!" Bai Mo slammed the cup in his hand heavily on the stone table, and a crack immediately appeared on the fragile porcelain cup, spilling the wine inside.
"—Huh!?" Ning Xian's lips twitched. "Wait, wait a minute! Momo, you're a bit agitated right now. I know this has hit you pretty hard... Okay, it's more than a bit, but we can't generalize, right? Acts like Yue Ji, who deceived feelings, discarded those who helped her, and abandoned her for someone new, are just individual behaviors..."
...Seriously, every word is like piercing a wound...Is this supposed to be advice?
Bai Mo suddenly raised his head, slightly tilting his head to look at Ning Xian, which puzzled her for a moment. "You mean you won't become like her?"
"Normally, that wouldn't happen..." Her case seemed like an exceptional one, something that only happens once every ten years.
Bai Mo turned back, his gaze unfocused, and said with a heavy heart, "I never thought it would end like this... Ning Xian..." He turned his head—wait? Where was Ning Xian? Looking at the suddenly empty seat next to him—had he already drunk too much?
...Drinking too much is definitely not good, right? I should go to sleep quickly.
—Going to sleep right after drinking is a good habit and can effectively reduce the likelihood of drunken misbehavior. Please all learn from Bai Momo.
Even after drinking, he remains so composed; this guy is truly exceptionally boring.
Meanwhile, on a rooftop not far from where Bai Mo had just been sitting, Ning Xian pulled away a hand covering her mouth, turned to stare at Feng, who had suddenly "abducted" her, and protested, "Why did you suddenly pull me up here? We were talking!"
"Besides, there's nothing nice to say." Feng said coldly, her hand still firmly wrapped around Ning Xian's waist without letting go. What nice things could a disheartened man say to a woman who was nominally close to him, who wasn't bad-looking, had a pleasant personality, and was easily soft-hearted?
After Feng suddenly pulled Ning Xian up, he stayed there until Bai Mo left, then sat down. Ning Xian was practically wrapped in his arms, sitting in front of him, pressed tightly against his body.
The warm body behind her made her uncomfortable. She wanted to ask, "What's it to you?" But instinctively, she lacked the courage—occasionally, she wouldn't admit it was always like this, only very occasionally, Feng would make her feel helpless. Just like—Bai Mo would make her feel utterly powerless and helpless against this person.
"He's already left, may I go down now?"
Feng remained silent for a moment before letting go of his hand. She watched Ning Xian jump to the ground, then looked up at him and said, "Feng, don't do such inexplicable things again." She finished speaking with feigned composure and practically fled.
Before she even reached the room, she saw Mu Yuan already looking like she was about to go to sleep, her clothes half-open as she leaned against a pillar, smiling at her. "Looking so shaken, did you go out for a tryst?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you!"