Drawing Bows Left and Right, One on Each Side!

The sun was high and the sky clear, with sunlight spilling through the lattice windows to warm the entire room—yet a chill inexplicably crept up Chen Mo's spine.

What was going on?

He had drunk quite a bit of wine last night and had gone through a fierce battle; once his mind relaxed, he had fallen into a deep sleep.

With his current keen spiritual perception, even a trace of killing intent would have instantly jolted him awake, so he hadn't been worried about being ambushed.

But he never imagined he would open his eyes to such a scene...

How did these two end up in his bed?

"Who are you? Who let you in?"

Gu Manzhi's face was as cold as frost as she stared icily at Li Yuan.

Her identity was special, and having shed her disguise, she would surely invite trouble if recognized... Thinking of this, her fingers curled into a spell in her sleeve, her intent to kill already stirred.

Li Yuan sensed the hostility and her eyes sharpened. True Qi condensed in her palm as she said coldly:

"Just a woman from the pleasure quarters. Do I really need to tell you who I am?"

"Heh, I am a courtesan, but are you any better? Sneaking into someone's bed in the middle of the night—you shameless hussy!"

"Who are you calling a hussy?!"

"I said it, so what?"

"You... Chen Mo, say something!"

Chen Mo: "..."

He rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "Alright, the pot shouldn't call the kettle black. I was just trying to get a good night's sleep, what is this performance... Flag Officer Li, why are you here?"

"I came looking for wine last night and accidentally walked into the wrong room."

Li Yuan's expression was unnatural as she turned her head away.

Gu Manzhi scoffed, "Only a ghost would believe that. Looking for wine and finding it in bed? How lonely must you be to come to the Music Bureau to steal a man? You might as well just join the trade..."

"You!"

When it came to arguing, ten Li Yuans would be no match for Gu Manzhi.

She was already filled with shame and indignation, and being provoked like this, her anger surged to the top of her head. Like a tigress, she flipped over and struck a palm toward Gu Manzhi!

The wind whistled, and the powerful pressure made the bed curtains snap and flutter!

Gu Manzhi's pupils constricted; she hadn't expected Li Yuan's strength to be so formidable!

But she was no pushover either, and a green light flashed between her brows.

"Eight Directions of Mighty Spirits, Radiant Primordial Origin!"

Just as the green light and the palm wind were about to collide, Chen Mo blocked the space between them and shoved them both down onto the bed.

"That's enough out of both of you..."

"Let go of me!"

Li Yuan was relentless, thrashing about like a fish that had jumped onto the shore.

Chen Mo frowned, grabbed her by the sash at her waist, hoisted her up, and pressed her across his lap, delivering a slap to her firm, moon-like backside.

Smack—

The room fell instantly silent.

Li Yuan froze as if struck by a binding spell, a flush spreading across her fair, pretty face until it looked as though it might bleed.

"Chen Mo, you actually hit me..."

Smack—

"Don't you dare..."

Smack—

Li Yuan bit her lip, her expression one of shame and fury, tears swirling in her eyes as she trembled and said:

"You lecher, you're bullying me..."

Gu Manzhi, watching from the side, was stunned.

The woman who had been like a tiger descending the mountain just a moment ago had been reduced to a tearful, sobbing mess after a few slaps?

Was this move really that magical?

Eh?

Before she could react, the world suddenly spun, and she found herself pressed across Chen Mo's other leg.

Smack—

A crisp sound rang out, followed by a hot, stinging pain behind her, accompanied by a tingling, numbing sensation that raced through her entire body like an electric current.

Gu Manzhi's eyes went blank, lost in a brief moment of daze.

He actually hit my...

Smack—

"Mmph~"

Gu Manzhi's pretty face flushed crimson, and a sound she had never made before escaped involuntarily from her throat.

Smack! Smack!

Upholding the principle of fairness and impartiality, Chen Mo swung both hands, striking left and right.

Two plump, curved mounds trembled slightly, ripples spreading across them like waves on water.

Li Yuan had practiced martial arts since childhood; her body was devoid of any excess fat, supple, firm, and full of elasticity.

Gu Manzhi's figure, however, was more voluptuous, snow-white, delicate, and smooth, as if his palms were sinking right into her.

Both textures were excellent, making it hard to judge which was superior; one could only say each had its own merits—

As Chen Mo struck, he savored the experience in detail.

At this moment, the two women were face-to-face, nearly pressed against one another. After locking eyes, they silently lowered their heads.

...There is no way to face anyone now.

Once the two had completely ceased their movements, Chen Mo gave a few more lingering taps, cleared his throat, and said:

"Can you calm down now?"

"..."

Their faces were burning hot, and they remained silent.

There was no need for such methods to make someone calm down.

This lecher was clearly doing it on purpose, yet he was now pretending to be serious...

At this moment, Yu'er, who was off to the side, leaned over and sprawled onto the bed, her bottom raised, and said impatiently:

"Master, it's my turn!"

"..."

Chen Mo shot a sidelong glance at Gu Manzhi, the implication being: "Is this wandering ghost you found even remotely decent?"

Gu Manzhi blinked innocently, her meaning clear: "Who comes to the Music Bureau if they're a decent person?"

After tossing Yu'er out, the room quieted down.

Li Yuan stared at Gu Manzhi, her pearly teeth biting down slightly as she spoke:

"Chen Mo, what exactly is going on here?"

Looking at that face, which was as flawless as fine jade, the alluring and seductive temperament was soul-stirring. Miss Yu'er was already extremely beautiful, but compared to this woman, she was more than a notch inferior.

One would imagine that a so-called top courtesan would be nothing more than this, right?

"One Yu'er wasn't enough, and now the three of you together... this is absolutely preposterous!"

Thinking of this, Li Yuan felt an increasing bitterness in her heart.

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "It's not what you think. She is my informant at the Music Bureau."

"An informant?"

Li Yuan was slightly taken aback.

Chen Mo reached into his robes, pulled out a bronze oil lamp, and said, "Last night, I sensed someone tailing me in the shadows, so I intentionally lured him here. The opponent was from the Ghost Devouring Sect, here to avenge Qin Wuxiang..."

"Unfortunately, he managed to escape in the end, leaving only this thing behind."

Li Yuan looked at the bronze oil lamp, which radiated a filthy and evil aura; it was indeed an object used by ghost cultivators, and her expression immediately turned solemn.

Having seen the eerie methods of ghost cultivators with her own eyes, she asked with concern:

"Were you injured?"

Chen Mo shook his head. "No, just a bit exhausted, so I slept here last night."

Li Yuan, who had been too emotionally agitated to notice earlier, finally realized that both of them were fully clothed; it seemed nothing had happened after all.

The gloom in her heart was instantly swept away. Recalling her own behavior just moments ago, she felt utterly ashamed and wished she could crawl into a hole in the ground.

"I'll go call people to search; we'll dig three feet into the ground to drag him out!"

She started to rise to leave.

Chen Mo hurriedly stopped her. "No need. A whole night has passed; he's long gone. Besides, I wounded him heavily, so it's questionable whether he'll even survive. I doubt he can stir up any more trouble."

The corpse was already in his Sumeru Bag, so what was there to search for?

If they happened to trace it back to Gu Manzhi, it would be troublesome...

Li Yuan nodded, finding his reasoning sound.

"Mm, I'll listen to you."

Gu Manzhi's eyes darted between the two; even a fool could see that something was off between them.

What did Chen Mo just call her?

Squad Leader?

To think this man wouldn't even spare his own colleague...

Gu Manzhi's eyes turned sour, and she couldn't help but reach out and pinch his waist.

"Hiss!"

Chen Mo's expression shifted slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Li Yuan thought he might have some hidden injury, her hands roaming over his body to check.

Seeing this, Gu Manzhi twisted even harder, rotating the soft flesh at his waist several times in a counter-clockwise direction.

Chen Mo's face turned nearly green, and he bared his teeth as he hissed:

"N-nothing..."