Xie Chaoshen

Old Master Mo sighed softly and said, "Mo Lu."

"Grandfather."

"Show them around the Mo Family estate," Old Master Mo ordered outright.

At his words, Mo Lu set down his teacup and rose.

"This way, please."

He looked at the two Xie brothers as he spoke.

His voice was as still as an ancient well.

"Ah, all right..."

The two hurriedly stood and headed outside.

Mo Lu followed behind them.

Once they left the main hall, the Xie brothers stopped, looking fearfully at Mo Lu and Weisheng Tou.

The strange feeling in Xie Chaoheng's heart grew stronger and stronger.

He had definitely seen the man behind Mo Lu before.

He was far too familiar.

So familiar that one look at him sent a shudder through the depths of his heart.

Only three people had ever made him feel that way.

One was his father. The other two were both members of the Empire's military.

But why would someone from the Empire's military be standing behind the Mo Family's young master?

Xie Chaoheng stared fixedly at Weisheng Tou.

Standing behind Mo Lu, Weisheng Tou made no attempt to evade Xie Chaoheng's gaze. He even curled his lips into a wicked smile.

Yet he gave off none of an Alpha's imposing presence.

But at the sight of that somewhat familiar smile, Xie Chaoheng suddenly shivered, his head filling with absurd thoughts.

How was that possible?!

Noticing where Xie Chaoheng was looking, Mo Lu asked bluntly, "Do you know him?"

"No... He just seems familiar..." Xie Chaoheng hurriedly answered.

"Have you seen him somewhere before?" Mo Lu raised an eyebrow.

Weisheng Tou suddenly spoke. "Young master, I have no recollection of ever meeting him."

His voice was meek and sincere.

Xie Chaoheng stared wide-eyed at Weisheng Tou's sudden change in demeanor. He swallowed and stammered, "I-I think I mistook him for someone else."

How could that psycho who had tortured a colonel to death possibly be so obedient?!

Mo Lu looked at Xie Chaoheng without speaking.

A faint green light flickered in his eyes.

He wanted to use his power to force answers out of Xie Chaoheng, but the Mo Family had its own rules. Unless necessary, they were forbidden to use Witchcraft on outsiders who possessed no witch power.

Though he was the one who decided what counted as necessary.

Seeing Mo Lu fall silent, Weisheng Tou immediately spoke, his face full of anticipation:

"Young master, may I look around the Mo Family estate too?"

Mo Lu lifted his chin slightly and looked at him.

Weisheng Tou's Curse Technique was connected to the Mo Family, and his grandfather already knew that the Weisheng Family had given Weisheng Tou to him.

Since his grandfather had not stopped Weisheng Tou from staying by his side, either Weisheng Tou posed no threat to him, or he harbored no ill intentions toward him.

In the end, Mo Lu merely asked coolly, "Where do you want to go?"

"May I see where you lived as a child, young master?"

Weisheng Tou's dark eyes brightened slightly. He looked like a puppy begging his master for a reward.

Mo Lu suppressed the strange feeling in his heart. Without answering, he turned and led the three of them along the lakeside, deeper into the Mo Family estate.

It was the height of summer. The warm breeze stirred the lotus leaves and carried their fresh fragrance in every direction.

Looking at Mo Lu's slender, elegant figure from behind, Weisheng Tou felt that everything was wonderful.

It would have been even more wonderful without the two people trailing behind them.

He turned his head slightly and cast a lazy glance at Xie Chaoheng and Xie Chaoshen.

A smile lingered on his lips, tugging at the slightly downturned corners of his eyes. His languid air carried a hint of dark viciousness.

It was as though he might say at any moment, "You're so annoying, so why don't you die for me?"

Even in the blazing summer heat, Xie Chaoheng felt a chill.

It was definitely him!

Even though he had never gotten a clear look at that man's face, he would never mistake that aura, not even on his deathbed.

He immediately pulled Xie Chaoshen to a stop and said, "Young Master Mo, we'd just like to walk around here. The lotuses are beautiful. Please go ahead with... this gentleman."

Mo Lu stopped at his words and did not insist. "All right. The Mo Family's servants are over there. If you need anything, you can ask them."

He was tired of this sort of socializing anyway.

If not for his grandfather, he would never have spent this much time with the Xie brothers.

"Brother, why..."

Beside him, his noticeably softer, more delicate Omega younger brother, Xie Chaoshen, did not quite understand.

He really wanted to learn about Young Master Mo's childhood.

Besides, if he could spend a little more time with Young Master Mo... that would be lovely too.

He looked at the "Alpha," Mo Lu, with longing in his eyes.

Xie Chaoheng glanced at Weisheng Tou beside them and immediately grabbed Xie Chaoshen, signaling for him to stop talking.

But the Xie Family had sheltered Xie Chaoshen well since childhood, and he completely failed to understand Xie Chaoheng's meaning.

"Brother, I want to see where Young Master Mo grew up." Xie Chaoshen's face flushed slightly, his eyes full of shyness as he looked at Mo Lu. "Young Master Mo, may I?"

Xie Chaoheng distinctly felt Weisheng Tou's aura turning increasingly savage.

They were done for. Xie Chaoshen had said the wrong thing!

Xie Chaoheng yanked Xie Chaoshen back, but it was already too late.

Weisheng Tou's gaze turned cold and sharp as he brought the full oppressive force of a Super S-Rank Alpha down upon the two before him:

"The young master told you to ask the servants if you needed anything."

Like thunderclouds blotting out the sky, silencing even the howling wind, a deathlike suffocation enveloped Xie Chaoshen and Xie Chaoheng.

The faint scent of Rose Liquor spread through the air.

Xie Chaoheng could barely remain standing, while Xie Chaoshen collapsed to his knees on the ground.

When Xie Chaoshen caught the scent of the Alpha's pheromones, his whole body flushed, and involuntary pants escaped his lips. He had been driven straight into heat.

A faint, sweet chocolate fragrance began to fill the air.

Yet Weisheng Tou merely looked coldly at Xie Chaoshen on the ground, showing no reaction at all.