Medusa watched the Netherworld Hall Members disperse with a smile, a certain desire stirring in her heart. Just as she was about to turn around and pull Hun Changqing into a room to properly soothe the ache of these past months apart, she noticed that one person had remained behind rather than leaving at her words.
That person was Hai Bodong. Seeing him still standing there, Medusa knitted her delicate brows slightly, a trace of impatience flashing in her eyes. Still, she restrained herself and asked him a question.
"Hai Bodong, is there something else?"
An awkward expression immediately appeared on Hai Bodong's face. Naturally, he had heard the impatience in her voice. With his seasoned eye, he also understood that this was hardly the time to spoil Medusa's mood. But certain matters weighing on his mind could not wait until she and Hun Changqing had finished. He could only steel himself, bow to Medusa, and speak.
"Your subordinate does indeed have something to discuss with the Hall Master."
Although Medusa wanted nothing more than to drag Hun Changqing off and enjoy some time alone together, she could hardly object when Hai Bodong had business with him. She merely nodded and said nothing more. Yet her breathtakingly beautiful face had turned frighteningly dark, so stormy it seemed water might drip from it.
Hun Changqing's interest stirred at those words. As far as he remembered, he had always been the one seeking Hai Bodong out on business. Now Hai Bodong actually needed something from him. Curious about what it might be, Hun Changqing turned his gaze toward him.
Seeing Medusa's utterly gloomy expression, Hai Bodong's heart pounded wildly. He hurriedly turned his head, not daring to look at her unpleasant face again, much less keep anyone in suspense. Quickly turning toward