I Had Someone Find a Duck

Huo Xingye didn't answer. He set the drink he'd mixed down in front of Xiao Sheng, glanced over, then turned his gaze back to Nan Zhou, weaving through the crowd.

Following his gaze, Xiao Sheng noticed a young man in a waiter's uniform and a face mask.

The bar was dimly lit, but the man's figure and unusual air seemed to give him an indescribable allure.

"Who's that guy?" Xiao Sheng nodded toward Nan Zhou.

As soon as he finished speaking, a tremendous cheer erupted inside the Livehouse. The lights shifted, a spotlight focused on the stage, and a band appeared before the crowd.

"Notes can resonate. We hope our music can give you strength. Hey, we're Breaking Dawn Band! Tonight, let's all follow us into a feast of music!"

As the lead singer finished his opening lines, the guitarist strummed, the drums came in, and passionate music rang throughout the space.

The crowd cheered and danced, and the atmosphere in the Livehouse grew even more electric.

Breaking Dawn Band might not be well known to the general public in the entertainment industry, but few fans of rock music hadn't heard of them.

They were quite popular in the band scene and were often invited to perform at various music festivals.

And the company that had signed Breaking Dawn Band was Shengle Entertainment.

Amid the music, Nan Zhou stood beside a booth.

Several foreigners were seated there, and one of them was ordering drinks from him in clumsy Chinese.

Between the noise and the man's poor Mandarin, even the black-haired Chinese man beside him couldn't make out what he was saying.

But Nan Zhou seemed completely unaffected. His fingers danced across the ordering screen as he confirmed the order with the foreigner in fluent, natural English.

His posture was relaxed and casual, and his tone was even, yet there was something inexplicably sexy about him in the noisy surroundings.

As the lights shifted, the slender but not frail figure wrapped in the uniform, and his long, straight legs accentuated by his black trousers, offered a pleasing sight to those watching from the shadows.

The band's lead singer, singing with abandon onstage, made a small mistake and hit a wrong note. Few people in the audience noticed, but Nan Zhou frowned at that exact moment.

Xiao Sheng licked his lips. "Nice figure, good vibe, and it'd be even better if he were an Omega. Just don't know how much he charges for a night."

As he spoke, he kept his eyes on Nan Zhou, completely oblivious to Huo Xingye's expression turning cold behind the bar behind him.

Even through his mask, the sudden burst of Huo Xingye's presence made the bartender beside him jump.

[He's angry! He's really angry!]

[I finally understand what it means to kill someone with a look. If he stared at me like that face-to-face, my heart would stop.]

[Who's that guy? What a turnoff!]

[Mouths are for talking, not spewing shit. Is that lowlife's brain being controlled by his dick?]

[Oh, maybe some people have no idea how many times they've slept with someone in private. Otherwise, why would he ask that?]

[Huo Xingye: You dare treat my wife like that? You want to die, brat!]

[An Omega? That's hilarious. That person's a Beta, okay?]

An overbearing, intensely aggressive pheromone came from behind him. The crushing pressure made Xiao Sheng's fingers tremble, and his glass clattered to the floor.

Cold sweat soaked through his back.

Nearly half a minute passed before Xiao Sheng slowly turned around, his face deathly pale.

Huo Xingye was calmly wiping the glass in his hand, a warm smile on his face.

"How much? For a corpse?" he asked.

Xiao Sheng swallowed and gave a dry laugh. "Heh."

It was obvious that the Alpha pheromones just now had come from Huo Xingye.

S-Rank pheromones had left this low-ranking Alpha weak in all four limbs.

It was a warning.

*

After taking a few orders, Nan Zhou's coworker gestured that he could take a few minutes to rest on the side.

Nan Zhou thought for a moment, then headed over near the bar.

Without a care, he walked straight to the bartender's station behind the bar and asked Huo Xingye for a drink.

As he spoke, he pulled down his mask, and Xiao Sheng recognized him at once.

Wasn't this Nan Zhou, the former boy band member who'd been at the center of a huge online controversy recently?

Huo Xingye mixed a low-alcohol drink and handed it over, leaning close to Nan Zhou's ear as he said, "I had someone find a duck."

"Really? Does it cost money?" Nan Zhou asked.

"There was a bit left over from lunch. Perfect timing."

Nan Zhou broke into a smile and gave Huo Xingye an approving gesture. "Let's have it together when we get back."

Xiao Sheng, seated across from them, heard their conversation and stared at them with eyes as wide as bells.

Damn.

He had the nerve to warn me.

You two are even wilder than I am!

Just then, Nan Zhou noticed him too. "Who's he? Here to deliver the duck?"

Huo Xingye looked at Xiao Sheng, his eyes cold.

Xiao Sheng swiftly picked up his glass and left the bar.

[Holy shit, I'm dying laughing!]

[I'm laughing so hard people can hear me from three miles away. Their conversation scared the sleazy guy off. But they were clearly talking about roast duck!]

[Girls, did you notice? Brother Ye's tone is so different with other people than it is with Nan Zhou!!]

[Huo Xingye being aloof was my biggest misconception about him, damn!]

[Could it be that he only saves his tenderness for someone special?]

Nan Zhou raised the glass to his lips and was just about to take a sip when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "If I drink this, will the production crew deduct it from your pay?"

"It's fine."

After glancing both ways, Nan Zhou said to Huo Xingye, "Then I'll do it on the sly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly crouched down behind the bar.

The cameraman following them didn't move fast enough and only caught him crouching, then the top of his head once he was down.

In the frame, Nan Zhou crouched in front of Huo Xingye's waist and abdomen, his head tilting up slightly, then lowering.

Soon, he stood up again.

Under the lights, his pink lips glistened, and his eyes were slightly red.

[Wait, that movement just now. I'm blushing.]

[Something's wrong with this livestream! If we stay in this livestream for one more second, I'm afraid the years will wear down our edges and blur our shape, turning us from all kinds of people into perverts.]

[Ahhhhh, give the cameraman a bonus! That angle was perfect!]

[Nan Zhou: I'm not drinking alcohol, I'm drinking...]

[So many pairs of underwear are flying around. Is there no one in this livestream you care about?]

The livestream chat was buzzing, but the two people behind the bar clearly had no idea.

Inside the Livehouse, Breaking Dawn Band was performing their fourth song of the night.

Huo Xingye gestured toward the stage and asked Nan Zhou, "What do you think?"

"Pretty average. The bass is good, and the sense of rhythm is great. The low notes really stand out." Nan Zhou paused there. "In the second song, they hit a wrong note on the second line of the verse after the interlude."