Yu Feng, You Really Are a Tomboy Disguised as a Boy!

"Buzz--"

A series of vibrations could be heard coming from the quiet room.

In this deathly silence, the faint buzzing sounded particularly jarring, shattering the tranquility of the room.

Lin Qingmo suddenly opened her eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is the dazzling sunlight.

Then came a dazzling expanse of white skin.

A slender arm, yet imbued with the strength honed through years of training Soul Master, was firmly draped over his waist.

Her fingertips were still unconsciously tugging at the hem of his inner shirt.

A shapely, firm calf wrapped unabashedly around his leg.

A delicate, warm sensation wafted through the thin fabric.

Sisi faint, sweet aroma of fruit wine lingered around his nose, seeping into his nasal cavity.

Lin Qingmo's mind went blank for a moment before he realized where he was.

He took a deep breath and swallowed the sound that was about to escape his lips.

He moved very gently, carefully removing the arm wrapped around his waist one finger at a time.

He'd only moved halfway when the person in his arms suddenly nuzzled his shoulder, mumbling indistinctly, "A-Qing... don't run... drink some more..."

Lin Qingmo froze instantly, holding his breath, a bead of cold sweat silently sliding down his forehead.

I waited for a full three breaths.

Seeing that the person in his arms was just smacking their lips and still fast asleep, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

It took a lot of effort to safely remove the hands and feet that were wrapped around his body.

He lifted the covers and stepped barefoot onto the soft cashmere carpet without making a sound.

She tiptoed to the door, opened it, walked out, and closed it—the whole process was smooth and seamless, without making a single sound.

Just as the door closed.

Yu Feng had been lying on the bed with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them with a tremor in her eyelashes.

Her bright almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise.

Her cheeks turned red all the way from her ears to her neck, so red they looked like they could bleed.

She was completely frozen in place, as if nailed to the bed.

The scenes from last night kept replaying uncontrollably in my mind.

"It's nothing, it's just fruit wine, it can't have any lasting effects!"

She remembers patting her chest and shouting with great bravado.

As a result, the aftereffects kicked in, and I completely blacked out.

She raised her hand to cover her burning face, her fingertips as hot as if they had just been pulled out of boiling water, and kept muttering to herself.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no... What did I do last night?"

"I remember... it was A-Qing who took me back to my dorm... and then? And then what did I do?!"

Her voice was trembling with tears.

"Are you out of your mind?! Why are you drinking so much?!"

Fragments of memories surged up wildly.

She remembered rushing up to him and clinging Lin Qingmo to his arm, pulling on his shirt collar and refusing to let go.

She clung to him like a koala, wrapping her arms around his neck and refusing to let go.

In my memory, Lin Qingmo's voice was filled with utter helplessness. "Yu Feng, let go, you're drunk!"

"I'm not drunk! I'm not drunk! Let's drink some more! Let's drink some more!"

"You can barely stand, what are you drinking for? Lie down--"

"No, A-Qing, I have a secret to tell you..."

"Stop talking, go to sleep."

"I'm not sleeping! You know what... I'm actually --"

My memory ends here.

Yu Feng was completely petrified.

"What did I say? What exactly did I say?"

"I won't reveal my biggest secret, will I?!"

She buried her face in the pillow and let out a suppressed wail, her voice trembling with sobs.

"This is so embarrassing! How can I ever hold my head up in front of A-Qing again!"

She wished she could dig a hole right there and then and never come out to see anyone again.

But the next moment, her movements suddenly froze, and her whole body went numb as if struck by lightning, and even her blood seemed to freeze.

She subconsciously looked down at her chest.

The breast wrap that had been tightly wrapped around her chest had somehow come undone, lying loosely on the clean white sheets, folded into a crumpled ball.

The delicate skin on her chest was exposed to the cool air without any cover.

Yu Feng's heart rate instantly soared to an unbelievable level.

My vision blurred in waves.

Only one thought remained in her mind.

"A-Qing... didn't notice, right? He definitely didn't notice, right? He certainly didn't see it, right?"

"No way! He stayed with me all night, how could he not have noticed?!"

"It's over... it's all over... no matter what happens, I'm finished..."

She gripped the blankets beneath her tightly, her cheeks burning so hot they could fry an egg on them.

She disguised herself as a man and infiltrated the Imperial Fighting Team for so many years, managing to fool everyone on the team, not even Dugu Yan, who hadn't discovered her true gender.

If Lin Qingmo found out, how could she face him in the future?

Outside the door, in the cold corridor.

Lin Qingmo against the cold stone wall and exhaled a long breath.

The tension that had been building up in my chest all night finally dissipated.

He raised a hand to rub his temples, a helpless smile playing on his lips, and muttered under his breath, "Goodness, this night was more tiring than fighting a battle."

He was now 100% certain that this Yu Feng was a woman disguised as a man.

He paused, looked down at his hands, then at the closed door, his voice so low it sounded like he was giving a self-criticism.

"Lin Qingmo, Lin Qingmo, your composure is enough to challenge for the Titled Douluo. Anyone else would have lost their composure long ago."

Lin Qingmo shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off all the messy, romantic thoughts that were swirling in her mind.

He raised his hand and patted his face. "Wake up, business is more important."

He then pulled out the still slightly warm, dark-colored Communication Token from his pocket.

A wisp of Soul Power was slowly infused into the fingertip, and the intricate patterns on the token instantly lit up with a Youyou blue light.

A line of clear handwriting slowly appeared.

The moment Lin Qingmo's gaze fell upon those words, he was jolted.

"What?"

He looked at it again from beginning to end, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Master has taken down all Single Attribute Four Clans —Strength, Defense, Agility, and Penetration?!"

His hand holding the token was trembling slightly.

The shock on his face gradually transformed into undisguised ecstasy.

His mouth stretched almost to his ears, and even his eyes shone with an astonishingly bright smile.

"Master-- "

He took a deep breath, his voice low but unable to contain his burning excitement.

"When you make a move, it's a game-winning one!"

He looked down and carefully read the line of text three more times to make sure he hadn't misread it at all.

The more I looked at it, the more I wanted to laugh, and the more I laughed, the more I couldn't stop; even my shoulders were shaking slightly.

If he weren't afraid of disturbing Yu Feng, who was still acting like a koala in the room, he would have burst out laughing on the spot.

With the Single Attribute Four Clans eliminated, Tang San lost a major ally.

This is naturally something to be happy about.

However, Lin Qingmo also noticed that his Master had captured the Single Attribute Four Clans alive.

"How exactly did Sister Eastern Emperor manage to do that?"

Lin Qingmo was puzzled.

It had only been a few days since he parted ways with Sister Eastern Emperor. How did he learn to take over four forces with four bases in different locations without any prior warning?

"Could it be... that the Sister Eastern Emperor also has her own power?"

This left him no choice but to think about it.

After all, his master, Donghuang Jie, is extremely mysterious, and it seems reasonable that she has a mysterious force behind her.