With the letter Mu Bai had given him in hand, Mo Xie said goodbye to everyone and returned alone to his hotel room.
As for the letter... he already knew who had asked Mu He to pass it to Mu Bai, who had then delivered it to him.
Sitting cross-legged on the comfortable bed, Mo Xie stared at the envelope for a long time. Finally, he broke the seal and took out the letter.
[Little Evil, by the time you read this, your aunt will have left the Ancient Capital. We managed to stop Nine Infants' plan, and we couldn't have done it without your help.]
[After today, Nine Infants' followers will either flee or come under my command. In time, one of the Black Vatican's Red-robed Archbishops will fade from the pages of history.]
[Of course, you worried me terribly, Little Evil, so I've decided to give you a little punishment this time. Don't hold it against your aunt, okay?]
[Don't be upset. Next time we meet, I'll reward you properly. We can finish what we started at the hotel~]
As Mo Xie finished reading, especially the last line, an image sprang to mind.
Ye Chang knelt gracefully on a bed, a handsome young man lying in her lap. He looked rather different just then, breathing heavily.
She stroked the young man's cheek with one hand, an inexplicable blush coloring her fair face. A hint of pink glimmered in her alluring eyes as she gazed at her other hand, held open before her. Her lips curved, and a flash of scarlet appeared for an instant...
At that thought, Mo Xie suddenly felt a little hot. He hurriedly shook his head, casting the suggestive image from his mind.
After steadying his breathing, he put the letter into his Spatial Ring