Di Tian: Lord, it seems I've come at an inconvenient time?

After a long time, Yun Jingheng finally lay down on the bed and savored the beauty of life.

Gu Yue couldn't help but laugh out loud at his expression.

How dare you laugh?

Yun Jingheng rubbed his aching back, glaring at her with a look of grief and indignation. "I slept on the sofa for over a month! The sofa! Do you know how hard the springs on that sofa were? Every morning I woke up feeling like I'd been beaten up!"

Gu Yue peeked out from under the covers, her eyes curving into crescents. "Didn't you want to be generous and give me the bed? I didn't force you."

"That was --"

Yun Jingheng opened his mouth, but swallowed the words that were about to come out.

He took a deep breath and rephrased, "That was gentlemanly conduct, you understand? Gentlemanly conduct!"

"Oh," Gu Yue nodded, looking serious, "So, sir, are you going to retract your composure now?"

"Right!"

Yun Jingheng said decisively, "You'll sleep on the sofa tonight, I'll sleep in the bed!"

Gu Yue blinked, slowly sat up from the bed, straightened her pajamas, and then lay back down, pulling the blanket up to her chin, finding a comfortable position to close her eyes.

"Don't want."

"You--"

"You are a gentleman."

Gu Yue said with her eyes closed and a slight smile on her lips, "A gentleman wouldn't let a girl sleep on the sofa."

Yun Jingheng felt his blood pressure rising again.

He sat on the bed for half a minute, looking at Gu Yue's self-righteous face, and finally sighed.

"I'm going to find Xing Lan... will she take me in?"

"You need to consider that Xing Lan is sharing a room with Yuan En."

"..."

"Actually, we could sleep in the same bed."

Yun Jingheng slowly turned his head and looked at Gu Yue.

Gu Yue was lying on her side, the blanket pulled up to her shoulder, one hand under her head, looking at him calmly.

Those eyes were crystal clear, without shyness, ambiguity, or even any discomfort.

This only made Yun Jingheng more uncomfortable.

"Are you serious?" he asked.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Gu Yue retorted.

Yun Jingheng stared at her for three seconds, trying to find a trace of mockery on her face.

But Gu Yue's expression management was perfect. She neither blushed nor looked away. She just looked at him openly, as if sharing a bed was the most normal thing in the world.

This is abnormal.

This is very abnormal.

For more than a month, he has adhered to the "way of a gentleman," voluntarily sleeping on the sofa and giving her the bed.

The two of them were completely innocent; they had never even held hands.

Now Gu Yue suddenly says we can sleep in the same bed?

His reason told him: No, Di Tian comes to check on things almost every day.

But his back was telling him: If you sleep on the sofa for another day, you'll be waiting for an ambulance to be called tomorrow.

What are you hesitating about?

Gu Yue tilted her head. "I'm not going to eat you."

"It's not a matter of whether to eat or not," Yun Jingheng coughed lightly, "It's... well... there's a difference between men and women."

"Oh," Gu Yue nodded, "Then you can continue sleeping on the sofa."

She turned over, her back to him, and wrapped herself in the blanket, the movements swift and decisive.

Yun Jingheng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her back, and remained silent for five seconds.

you...

If I weren't strong enough to beat you, you'd be kneeling on the ground singing "Conquer" right now.

So what if he's the Silver Dragon King?

Having Godhood makes you so awesome!

You old witch who's lived for tens of thousands of years, what are you going to do about it?!

"Are you cursing me in your heart?" Gu Yue suddenly asked, her voice languid.

Yun Jingheng froze. "... No."

"Liar."

No, there really isn't.

Yun Jingheng took a deep breath, about to say something, when suddenly—

A subtle yet oppressive aura wafted in from outside the window.

The aura came without warning, like a dark cloud suddenly obscuring the moonlight, or like an undercurrent in the deep sea silently surging to one's feet.

Yun Jingheng's hair stood on end instantly. His Soul Power instinctively tried to circulate, but it was suppressed by that aura and he couldn't even move.

Gu Yue opened her eyes.

She didn't panic, she didn't even sit up, but her gaze changed from languid to a sharpness that Yun Jingheng had never seen before.

That sharpness wasn't something a young girl should possess; it belonged to something older and more powerful.

The air outside the window paused slightly, as if in hesitation.

Then, a deep voice came from outside the window, carrying a hint of helplessness and... collapse?

"My Lord."

The window opened silently.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black robe drifted in. He was tall, with a cold and stern face. His black hair was casually tied back, and he exuded an aura that said "keep away."

But his expression betrayed him at that moment.

Di Tian's gaze fell on the bed— Yun Jingheng and Gu Yue lay side by side, the blankets covering their chests, with less than twenty centimeters between them.

Yun Jingheng's right hand was still tucked under the blanket, while Gu Yue's left hand rested on the blanket. Their posture... well, it was just like the daily life of an old married couple.

Di Tian's eye twitched.

It jumped again.

Yun Jingheng clearly saw that a vein was throbbing on the temple of this Beast God, the King of Fierce Beasts, and the loyal guardian of the Silver Dragon King.

"Di Tian".

Gu Yue's voice returned to its normal tone, calm as if nothing had happened, "What is it?"

Di Tian took a deep breath, forcibly shifting his gaze from the bed to the ground.

Yun Jingheng noticed that his fist clenched and then relaxed.

"My Lord," Di Tian's voice sounded as if he was trying his best to remain respectful, "A large number of Sea Soul Beast are approaching the ship, and their numbers are... very high."

Gu Yue's expression finally changed slightly.

She slowly sat up, the blanket slipping down to her waist, revealing her pajamas.

Di Tian's gaze remained fixed on the ground, unmoving.

Gu Yue glanced at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, as if she found his reaction quite amusing.

"Knew."

She asked, "How far is it?"

"At the current speed, half an hour."

Di Tian paused, "Your Lord... do you require me to handle this?"

Gu Yue thought for a moment, then shook his head. "There are many powerful individuals on the ship. You cannot show yourselves. Let them come over."

"Yes."

After Di Tian finished speaking, he finally raised his head.

His gaze inevitably swept over the bed again. Gu Yue had already sat up, but Yun Jingheng was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, maintaining the same posture as before, looking completely bewildered, as if wondering, "Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here?"

Di Tian's gaze lingered on Yun Jingheng's face for a fraction of a second.

In those fractions of a second, Yun Jingheng sensed the genuine, undisguised killing intent emanating from the Beast God.

Then Di Tian shifted his gaze, bowed slightly to Gu Yue, and with a flicker, disappeared out the window.

The window closed silently.

Silence returned to the room.

"Change your clothes, get ready to fight."

Yun Jingheng looked at her, "Soul Beast are attacking!"

"The Sea Soul Beast worship the Sea God, not me. Let them pray to the Sea God for protection..."