Was the young master xx'd?

It was not until the next day that Mo Lu finally settled the chaotic witch power inside him.

The faint scent of Rose Liquor still lingered in the room.

Mo Lu held a talisman between his fingers, distracted for a moment by the scent in the room.

All he had to do was use the talisman in his hand, and the scent would immediately vanish without a trace.

Yet he hesitated.

He actually did not want to dispel the scent.

The scent of rose liquor was sweet and intoxicating, mingled with a faint fragrance of white tea. It inevitably brought to mind that brief, intimate moment in the room yesterday.

Mo Lu sighed softly.

Forget it. These pheromones only benefit me anyway. I might as well leave them in the room.

He put away the talisman and stepped out of the room.

Ye Liang had been waiting outside Mo Lu's door since early morning. The moment Mo Lu emerged, he immediately walked over to his side.

But as soon as he drew close, Ye Liang's brows knitted tightly-

Why can I smell Rose Liquor on Mo Lu?

Isn't that Weisheng Tou's pheromone scent?!

"You still smell like me, young master!"

Weisheng Tou's voice suddenly rang out.

Mo Lu looked up at him and gave a neutral "Mm."

Seeing that Mo Lu had no intention of saying anything more, Ye Liang clenched his fists.

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately asked:

"Why do you smell like Weisheng Tou, young master?"

Mo Lu gave him an indifferent glance, ignored him, and headed straight out of the Mo Family home.

Ye Liang watched Mo Lu's retreating figure, his eyes dark with menace.

He knew the young master could not be bothered to explain himself to him, but he could not accept this.

Alphas were extremely possessive, especially when it came to someone they liked.

Right now, Ye Liang wanted nothing more than to kill Weisheng Tou.

But Weisheng Tou already had the young master's curse technique placed on him. If he died an unnatural death, the young master would know exactly what had happened.

Then surely I can have the Ye Family go after the Weisheng Family...

Ye Liang glared fiercely at Weisheng Tou's back.

"Young master, where are we going?"

In the car, Weisheng Tou tilted his head as he looked at Mo Lu beside him.

Sitting in the front passenger seat, Ye Liang looked disgusted. "Just come along. Why all the questions?"

Mo Lu turned to look out the window, ignoring them both.

He was actually going to see his "older brother," Mo Runyan, who had been studying abroad in the Federation.

He called him his "older brother," but he was really a child his biological parents had adopted out of an excess of compassion.

A pitiful orphan who had risen to the heavens in a single leap after being adopted by the Mo Family.

But the Mo Family had never allowed him to study their witchcraft, so they had later sent this older brother abroad to study.

Presumably, he had now completed his studies and returned to the Empire.

Watching Mo Lu's cold, distant expression, Weisheng Tou suddenly tugged at a corner of his long robe. "Young master, could you please tell me?"

Mo Lu turned back to look at Weisheng Tou's cautious expression and frowned.

His lips moved, and in the end, he said:

"To the Main House, to see Mo Runyan."

Ye Liang stiffened in the front seat.

If there was anyone in the Mo Family he least wanted to see, aside from the newly favored Weisheng Tou, it was Mo Runyan.

Because he was an orphan, Mo Runyan had been adept at winning over the elders since childhood.

But no matter how Ye Liang looked at him, he seemed fake.

And he was an Alpha.

Even if he was only an ordinary Alpha.

"Young master, when did Brother Runyan return?" Ye Liang asked.

Mo Lu did not answer. He closed his eyes and began to rest.

Watching Mo Lu's response, Weisheng Tou curled his lips in a childish smile, his eyes brimming with wicked triumph.

Ye Liang's expression darkened.

It was almost noon when Mo Lu arrived at the Mo Family Main House.

Old Master Mo and several influential members of the Mo Family were already sitting at the dining table, waiting for him.

Weisheng Tou immediately spotted the young man among the elders-Mo Runyan.

His complexion was sickly pale, and a smile lingered on his lips as he gazed gently at the approaching Mo Lu.

"Mo'er, do you still remember your big brother?" Mo Runyan rose and asked with a smile.

Old Master Mo was smiling cheerfully too. "You two haven't seen each other in a long time, have you? Mo'er, come sit beside your brother."

Expressionless, Mo Lu gave the elders a slight bow, then sat between Mo Runyan and Old Master Mo.

Ye Liang and Weisheng Tou stood behind Mo Lu, one on either side.

Old Master Mo looked at Weisheng Tou, who had followed him in, then gave Mo Lu a thoughtful glance.

Mo Runyan leaned slightly closer to Mo Lu and frowned. "Mo'er, why do you smell of roses...?"

Mo Lu moved away from Mo Runyan without betraying anything. "It rubbed off on me while I was bathing a dog."

"Oh, a dog? Since when have you had a dog, Mo'er?"

A flicker of darkness passed through Mo Runyan's eyes.

This was clearly an Alpha's pheromone scent. It did not belong to Mo Lu.

What happened while I was away?

Mo Runyan discreetly looked at Weisheng Tou behind Mo Lu.

Weisheng Tou met Mo Runyan's gaze directly.

Mo Runyan smiled politely at Weisheng Tou, but his gaze lingered on Weisheng Tou's dangling earring.

Weisheng Tou tilted his head slightly, the corners of his lips lifting even as a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.

Something's wrong with this man.

Weisheng Tou's instincts had been exceptionally accurate since childhood. Anyone he sensed was wrong invariably had something wrong with them. This ability had always kept things running smoothly when he killed people in the Empire.

Mo Runyan looked at Mo Lu. "Is this your new subordinate? I hear his name is Weisheng Tou?"

"Mm."

Mo Lu gave an absentminded murmur, his fingertips tapping the teacup in his hand.

Looking at the icy Mo Lu, Mo Runyan nearly failed to maintain his smile.

This little brother of mine really won't budge for anything.

Old Master Mo smoothed things over. "Let's eat, let's eat. Runyan, would you like to stay at the Main House or Lan Mountain Residence?"

Mo Runyan immediately replied, "There's no need, Grandpa. I've already found somewhere to stay."

"That works too." Old Master Mo readily picked up his chopsticks. "Eat, everyone. Oh, Mo'er, stay behind after lunch. I have something to ask you."

Mo Lu mustered a perfunctory smile that did not reach his eyes. "You want to discuss the pheromones, don't you, Grandpa?"

"You brat!"

At that, Old Master Mo knitted his brows, put down his chopsticks, and rose to head for the lounge outside.

Mo Lu bowed to the Mo Family elders. "Please go ahead and eat. Don't wait for Grandpa and me."

"Ah, yes, of course. Go ahead."

The assembled uncles and aunts laughed awkwardly.

Mo Lu paid them no further attention and followed Old Master Mo out of the dining room, looking straight ahead.

Weisheng Tou wanted to follow, but Ye Liang stopped him with an outstretched arm. "What are you following them for?"

"Me? Of course I have to follow."

With a wicked smile, Weisheng Tou leisurely spread his pheromones throughout the entire dining room.

Ye Liang's expression instantly darkened. "What do you mean by this?"

Mo Runyan was also watching Weisheng Tou now, his eyes dark, his furrowed brows revealing his foul mood.

Weisheng Tou's idle gaze swept over the members of the Mo Family before he slowly asked in return:

"What do I mean?"

He had seen through them long ago. None of these people dared so much as make a peep in front of Old Master Mo and Mo Lu.

But the curiosity in their eyes did not escape Weisheng Tou.

Just another bunch of ordinary fools.

"Off I go."

Weisheng Tou took a long stride and sauntered out of the dining room.

The moment Weisheng Tou left, an even more suffocating silence fell over the dining room.

After a long while, one of the Mo Family's female elders asked quietly:

"What did that mean? Has the young master been marked by an Alpha?"