Selection

A smile curled at Yue Ling's lips as he put away the Hundred Flowers Record, then slipped naked beneath the covers.

"Ah..." A satisfied sound came from Xiao Fen.

"It's been so long since I lay under the covers naked... There's no one around anyway. Doing this once in a while should be fine, right?"

Fresh from the bath, his body felt smooth and slippery. In his exhaustion, he drifted lightly to sleep.

"Speak. How is that plan of yours progressing?"

Ye Xishui reclined halfway on her seat, her expression icy and detached as she looked down on Wan Hun, who was bowing below her. There was not a trace of warmth in her voice.

Wan Hun kept his body pressed extremely low. He knelt below her, trembling all over, not daring to lift his head in the slightest.

He hesitated for a long while, weighing his words again and again before cautiously replying.

"My lady, the plan to select gifted children, implant fragments of souls to control them, and leave contingencies within the organization... has completely failed."

"Failed?"

"How did you guarantee this to me...?"

She bit down heavily on those final words. At the same time, an oppressive aura of death erupted with her voice and crashed down viciously upon Wan Hun below.

"N-No... that's not it..."

"Oh?"

Wan Hun paused. Realizing he could no longer hide it, he gritted his teeth and continued.

"My lady, there... there was one successful case. That child is still at Shrek Academy."

At those words, Ye Xishui's gaze darkened, and the overwhelming pressure instantly vanished.

"Phew... phew..." Wan Hun gulped in great breaths of air, collapsing to his knees on the ground once more as his entire body shook.

Ye Xishui, who had been reclining above him, slowly sat upright.