Senior, Don't Be Like This

Time passed quickly. Two hours later, the banquet came to an end, and Yao Chen, having suppressed his cultivation, fell into a drunken stupor beside his seat.

"Your Majesty, this man appears to be dead drunk. Shall we take the opportunity to finish him off now?"

The Great Elder looked at the unconscious Yao Chen, his face revealing undisguised killing intent as he whispered to Medusa.

Medusa's brows furrowed sharply, and she immediately stifled the Great Elder's restless murderous impulse.

"Absolutely not! Before the banquet began, this senior casually gifted us five Tier 5 medicinal pills."

"This proves that he is a high-level alchemist, and at least Tier 6 or above."

"If we kill him now, we would undoubtedly offend a high-level alchemist, and the power backing him is something our Snake-People Tribe cannot withstand."

"Besides, how could a high-level alchemist like this senior not have any defenses in place?"

"If we were to startle him awake, I fear our Snake-People Tribe would cease to exist."

Following Medusa's series of explanations, the Great Elder felt a lingering fear regarding the thought he had just entertained, thinking to himself.

It is fortunate that I asked Her Majesty just now. Had I acted rashly, I would have become a sinner of the Snake-People Tribe.

"Your Majesty, we must never offend this senior. Seeing that he was interested in our tribe's women dancing earlier, should we make some arrangements?"

The Second Elder stood to the side with a lecherous grin, as if he had grasped Yao Chen's weakness.

Upon hearing the Second Elder suggest arranging women for Yao Chen, Medusa's face flushed with embarrassment.

"No need. I observed him watching them dance earlier, and it was purely for appreciation—at most, it was just a side dish to his wine."

"You all may withdraw; I will assist the senior to his rest."

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Hearing Medusa order them to leave, the group tactfully agreed.

Seeing them retreat, Medusa walked to Yao Chen's seat and helped him up.

As her hands made contact with Yao Chen, Medusa took the opportunity to look at him.

She saw that Yao Chen's posture was upright, like a slender bamboo.

His silver hair, white as snow, was tied loosely behind his head, yet it did not diminish his dashing temperament in the slightest.

His high-bridged nose was as straight as a mountain peak, adding a touch of fortitude to his features.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth always held a faint, elusive smile, carrying a sense of uninhibited freedom.

His skin was fair, yet not with a sickly pallor; rather, it was as warm and lustrous as mutton-fat jade, exuding a sense of composure and calm refined by the passage of time.

His facial contours were smooth yet sharp, as if carved by a blade, highlighting his resilience and decisiveness.

A few strands of hair fluttered in the breeze across his forehead, adding to his ethereal and otherworldly aura.

His entire being radiated an extraordinary charm that made him unforgettable.

Just by looking at him like this, Medusa's face turned red, and her heart began to thump uncontrollably.

This senior's silver hair and features are quite exceptional; he truly has a certain allure.

Yao Chen swayed his body and moved slightly, though his eyes remained tightly shut.

Medusa, who had been lost in her own fantasies, was instantly pulled back to reality by this movement. She shook her head vigorously and muttered to herself.

What on earth am I thinking!

I must hurry and get the senior back to his room.

Immediately, Medusa helped Yao Chen back to the guest room. Along the way, her small face remained burning hot.

As Medusa carefully laid Yao Chen onto the bed, he subconsciously grabbed her arm.

"Senior, please, don't do this."

Medusa struggled to break free, her face growing even hotter as she averted her eyes, not daring to look at him.

After struggling for a while, Yao Chen began to snore, showing no other reaction, yet he kept a death grip on Medusa's arm.

Seeing this, Medusa had no choice but to let him hold her arm. She sat down beside him, casting furtive, lingering glances at Yao Chen.

In his dream, Yao Chen seemed to have returned to Blue Star, back to his college days, drinking with his roommates. After getting drunk for the first time, his girlfriend had taken care of him just like this.

That night, Yao Chen slept very comfortably.

The morning sun filtered through the gaps in the window, casting mottled light across the room. Yao Chen woke up slowly, his head still heavy; the lingering effects of the hangover left his consciousness not yet fully clear.

When he subconsciously moved his arm, he felt something soft and warm in his hand.

He opened his eyes groggily and steadied his gaze. One look was enough to make him feel as if he had been struck by lightning, and he instantly sobered up.

He saw that his hand was tightly gripping Medusa's arm, while Medusa was leaning against the bedside, still asleep.

"Ah!" Yao Chen exclaimed in shock. His hand recoiled as if electrocuted, and he bolted upright from the bed, his face turning deathly pale. His eyes widened in terror and bewilderment.

"Me... Medusa, this... this is a misunderstanding! I... I truly don't know how this happened!" Yao Chen stammered, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He was filled with regret, wondering how he could have gotten so hopelessly drunk as to commit such an absurd act.

Medusa was also jolted awake by Yao Chen's commotion. She shook her arm and said to him with a huff.

"Senior, you held my hand for the entire night, and now my whole arm is numb."

"I wonder what kind of dream he was having," Medusa muttered softly.

Yao Chen slowly calmed down. Looking at Medusa before him, he gave an awkward laugh and offered an apology.

"I am so sorry; I truly don't know how this happened."

Hearing Yao Chen's apology, Medusa knew it was time for her to leave, as staying would only make him feel more awkward.

"Senior, it is nothing. I shall return now."

Having said that, Medusa bolted out the door and sprinted away from the room.

"What on earth happened last night! This damned alcohol—next time I drink, I will never suppress my cultivation again."

Yao Chen began to regret suppressing his cultivation to drink. Now that this had occurred, he had no idea what the actual situation was.

"Sigh! Since it has already happened, there is no way to change it. From now on, if the Snake-People Tribe faces any trouble, I will step in to help them."

Yao Chen felt that what happened last night was a grave injustice to both Medusa and Xiao Yan.

He had originally intended to build a good relationship with the Snake-People Tribe so that he could bring Xiao Yan here next time to help him foster a connection with Medusa.

According to the plot of Battle Through the Heavens he had read in his past life, Medusa was supposed to be Xiao Yan's wife.

Well, this is a disaster! What kind of mess is this!

Thinking that he was still in the Snake-People Tribe and felt too ashamed to face Medusa again, Yao Chen calculated that over a month had passed since he left the back mountain of the Xiao Clan; it was time to return and teach Xiao Yan cultivation.

Immediately, Yao Chen tidied himself up and used the Flying Thunder God to leave the Snake-People Tribe.

Before departing, he left a jade pendant and a letter on the table in the guest room.