Senior, Please Don't Be Like This

Time flew by. Two hours later, the banquet came to an end. Yao Chen had suppressed his cultivation, so he had gotten drunk and passed out beside his seat.

"Your Majesty, it seems this man has already passed out. Should we take this opportunity to deal with him?"

The Great Elder looked at the unconscious Yao Chen, his face showing undisguised murderous intent. He spoke to Medusa in a low voice from beside her.

Medusa's brows knitted sharply, and she immediately stopped the Great Elder's barely contained urge to kill.

"No! Before the banquet, this senior casually gifted us five Fifth-grade Pills."

"That shows he's a high-tier alchemist, and his rank is at least sixth grade."

"If we kill him now, we'll undoubtedly offend a high-tier alchemist. The power behind him would be more than our Snake-People Tribe could handle."

"Besides, how could a high-tier alchemist like him be without precautions?"

"If we startle him awake, our Snake-People Tribe might cease to exist."

After hearing Medusa's string of explanations, the Great Elder felt a chill of fear at the thought he'd had. He murmured inwardly:

"Thank goodness I asked Her Majesty just now. If I'd acted rashly, I might have become a sinner of the Snake-People Tribe."

"Your Majesty, we absolutely mustn't offend this senior. He seemed interested in the Snake-People Tribe women's dancing earlier. Should we arrange something for him?"

The Second Elder stood to one side with a lecherous grin, as if he'd found Yao Chen's weakness.

When Medusa heard the Second Elder suggest arranging women for Yao Chen, her face instantly flushed with embarrassment.

"No need. I saw him watching them dance earlier, too. He was only appreciating the performance, at most treating it as something to enjoy with his wine."

"You may all leave. I'll help the senior to his room."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Hearing Medusa tell them to leave, the others sensibly agreed.

After everyone had gone, Medusa walked over to Yao Chen's seat and helped him up.

As her hands touched Yao Chen, Medusa naturally looked at him.

Yao Chen stood tall and straight, like a slender bamboo stalk.

His silver hair, white as snow, was loosely tied behind his head, yet it did nothing to diminish his carefree air.

His high nose bridge was straight as a mountain ridge, adding a touch of resolve to his face.

His thin lips were gently pressed together, and the faint smile at the corners of his mouth carried a hint of rebellious ease.

His skin was fair, but not sickly pale. It was warm and lustrous like white jade, with the composure and calm of someone tempered by time.

The lines of his face were smooth yet sharply defined, as if carved with a knife and axe, revealing his toughness and decisiveness.

A few strands of hair fluttered across his brow, lending him an even more ethereal, otherworldly air.

His whole being radiated a transcendent charm that was impossible to forget.

As Medusa gazed at him, her face reddened, and her heart thumped wildly.

"That silver hair, those handsome features... This senior really is quite a looker."

Yao Chen swayed, shifting slightly, but his eyes remained tightly shut.

Medusa had been lost in her daydreams, but the movement instantly brought her back to reality. She shook her head hard and muttered to herself:

"What am I thinking?"

"I need to get the senior back to his room."

Then Medusa helped Yao Chen back to the guest room. Her cheeks stayed hot the whole way.

As Medusa carefully laid Yao Chen on the bed, he instinctively grabbed her arm.

"Senior, please don't be like this."

Medusa struggled to pull free, her face growing hotter by the moment. She looked away, not daring to meet Yao Chen's eyes.

After she struggled for a while, Yao Chen began to snore. He showed no other reaction, simply keeping a firm grip on Medusa's arm.

Seeing this, Medusa could only let him hold on. She sat down beside him and stole glances at Yao Chen, looking like she was up to no good.

In his dream, Yao Chen seemed to have returned to Blue Star. Back in college, he'd been drinking with his roommate, and when he got drunk for the first time, his girlfriend had looked after him just like this.

That night, Yao Chen slept very comfortably.

The morning sunlight streamed through the cracks in the window, scattering patches of light across the room. Yao Chen slowly came to, his head still heavy. The aftereffects of his hangover left him only half-conscious.

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

He drowsily opened his eyes and focused. The sight struck him like a bolt from the blue, jolting him fully awake.

His hand was gripping Medusa's arm tightly, while Medusa leaned against the bedside, still asleep.

Yao Chen cried out in alarm. His hand sprang open as if shocked, and he shot upright in bed, his face instantly turning deathly pale. His eyes widened in horror and confusion.

"Me... Medusa, this... this is a misunderstanding! I... I really don't know how this happened!" Yao Chen stammered, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He was filled with regret. How had he gotten so utterly drunk that he'd done something so outrageous?

Yao Chen's commotion jolted Medusa awake. She shook out her arm and said to him irritably:

"Senior, you held my hand all night. My whole arm's gone numb."

"I wonder what you were dreaming about," Medusa muttered softly.

Yao Chen gradually calmed down. Looking at Medusa, he gave an awkward smile and apologized.

"I'm sorry. I really don't know how that happened."

Hearing Yao Chen apologize, Medusa knew she should go back. Staying would only make things more awkward for him.

"Senior, if there's nothing else, I'll head back."

With that, Medusa rushed out of the room at top speed.

"What happened last night? Damn this wine. Next time I drink, I'm never suppressing my cultivation again."

Yao Chen regretted suppressing his cultivation while drinking. Now that this had happened, he had no idea what had really gone on.

"Ah, well. It's already happened, and there's no changing it. From now on, if the Snake-People Tribe ever needs anything, I'll help them."

Yao Chen felt he'd truly wronged Medusa last night—and Xiao Yan, too.

He'd originally planned to get along well with the Snake-People Tribe, then bring Xiao Yan back next time so he could grow closer to Medusa.

According to the plot of Battle Through the Heavens that he'd read in his previous life, Medusa was Xiao Yan's wife.

Well, this was a disaster! What a mess!

Yao Chen realized that he was still staying among the Snake-People Tribe and felt too embarrassed to face Medusa again. It had been over a month since he'd left the back mountain of the Xiao Clan, so it was time to pass on his cultivation to Xiao Yan.

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

Before leaving, he placed a jade pendant and a letter on the guest room table.