Chapter 13

But he didn't know why. After hearing that crisp, ready "Master," Medises's mood visibly soured.

"Su Lin." Su Lin heard him say his name softly. "Heh, Su Lin, were you this obedient with Carlos too?"

Medises approached the frail, helpless larva in the middle of the room, one step at a time. Staring at him, he asked coldly.

"Probably not."

After all, Carlos didn't seem to have a thing for making people call him "Master." Even Hill, whose attitude was terrible, had only made him call him "my lord" at most. The only one with such extreme tastes was the one standing right in front of him.

Su Lin swallowed and answered stiffly.

Of course, he only dared say that last part in his head.

After years apart, his senior, who had become a different species altogether, was even harder to deal with.

He thought bitterly.

On the surface, however, Su Lin looked even more frail and obedient.

"Master, I..."

He called him master again.

But before he could finish declaring his loyalty, Medises cut him off.

"Since you've already called me 'Master,' don't you know what you should do as a servant Zerg?"

Su Lin: Sorry, I really don't know.

Su Lin tried very, very hard to keep his expression steady. Then, looking at his senior, who was at least ten times more sarcastic than he used to be, he desperately racked his brains.

A few seconds later, he realized he was sitting on the only piece of furniture in the room that could be called a "bed."

He immediately stood up.

Drawing on the little bit of mistaken knowledge he'd gained from watching melodramatic Zerg palace dramas in the human world-note: the actors and screenwriters had all been human-Su Lin tentatively took two steps toward Medises.

Medises lowered his gaze to look at him but said nothing.

Su Lin tried to recall his experience as He Zisen's lackey years ago. Trembling, he raised a hand and tentatively reached for Medises's collar.

Compared to the high-ranking Zerg, this low-ranking larva looked very, very small.

And his attempts to undo Medises's buttons were exceptionally clumsy. Many times, Medises could feel Su Lin's fingertips brush across his chest, followed by the damned liar quickly pulling his hand back after that fleeting seduction.

The silver-haired Zerg's eyes grew pale at Su Lin's seemingly clumsy movements.

His pupils now shone like silver, cold and sharp.

Once again, Su Lin sensed the silver-haired Zerg's suppressed anger.

He grew even more nervous.

He had originally only planned to take off Medises's coat, but after hesitating, he very, very carefully raised his hand and gently touched Medises's back.

"You've worked all day. You... Master, you must be tired too, right? Would you like me to massage your shoulders and back?"

Su Lin asked awkwardly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the world spun before his eyes.

When he came to his senses, he found that Medises had pinned him directly to the floor.

The silver-haired Zerg straddled him, his hand around his throat.

"That's just like you. As long as there's a little something in it for you, you're willing to do anything."

As he spoke, Zerg scales gradually appeared on Medises's skin.

Author's note:

Little Su: A bit of trying to please him.

Little Mei: A ton of seduction.

Chapter 13

"Mmph-"

Ow, ow, ow, it hurts so much!

Su Lin whimpered in pain.

If he had still been an ordinary human, being pinned to the floor and choked like this would have been nothing much. After all, where he had grown up, even being clubbed from behind, having his neck snapped, and being dragged into the bushes to die wasn't a particularly big deal. Only two kinds of people in the orphanage survived to adulthood: those who were good at beating people up, and those who were good at taking a beating. Su Lin was naturally the latter. Having been beaten since childhood, Su Lin felt he had long since grown thick-skinned and tough, and wasn't afraid of this little bit of roughness from Medises.

But when the tall Zerg pinned him to the floor, he realized things were different now.

He was no longer the same Su Lin he had been. He was Su Lin, who had fused with those damned Zerg Queen genes and even grown a pair of strange wings.

As mentioned before, a Zerg's newly sprouted wings were as sensitive as a certain special part of a human male. Now, Medises's movements had slammed him straight into the floor, crushing the wings on his back. Agony struck in an instant, and Su Lin nearly screamed.

The thin, pale young man lay on the floor, his eyes inevitably filling with tears from the pain, his body trembling uncontrollably in agony...

Medises's movements paused slightly.

At that very moment, Su Lin raised his tear-filled eyes to the silver-haired Zerg.

Although he had rarely experienced violence in recent years, his extensive experience of being beaten since childhood had long since taught him to put on the most suitably pitiful expression and deliver the most sincere plea for mercy in an instant. But the moment he met Medises's gaze, Su Lin felt his heart suddenly grow heavy and sink into his stomach like a lump of lead.

This is bad.

He thought.

Those weren't Senior He's eyes.

Or rather, they weren't the eyes of the Senior He he remembered, the one he could handle. In Su Lin's memory, although He Zisen was aloof, arrogant, and difficult to deal with, his cold gaze had been quite clear, rarely clouded by the murky, complicated emotions other people had.

They were eyes that had always been as clear and detached as the lonely moonlight.