You Really Don't See Us as Outsiders?

"Miss Guide, you're back! I haven't seen you all day. I missed you so much!"

As soon as Xin Lan got out of the car, she saw five people waiting at the entrance to welcome her. Wu Xi eagerly came over, seeking her attention. She yawned and asked in confusion,

"Why are you still here? Didn't I ask Mo Xiao to tell you to move in tomorrow?"

She looked utterly exhausted, and both her tone and expression were foul.

But no one present said a word. Instead, they all followed her into the elevator without being asked.

Mo Xiao explained, "They have a lot of luggage, and moving it back and forth would be troublesome, so we agreed they'd stay on the eighty-ninth floor tonight."

"Oh."

Xin Lan gave a perfunctory response as sleepiness washed over her, her eyelids drooping.

The thought that she would soon be home, lying comfortably in the bathtub for a massage and a soak before drifting off to sleep, made her yawn again and again. She couldn't stop.

"Miss Guide, you seem very busy every day. Have you run into some trouble? Perhaps we can help you deal with it."

Mo Xiao watched her back for a while before politely asking.

But Xin Lan acted as though she hadn't heard him and ignored him completely.

Mo Xiao seemed to have expected as much, and his expression didn't change, but everyone else looked upset.

When Xin Lan first returned, they had smelled two new, unpleasant scents on her, and in the enclosed elevator, the smells were especially strong and pungent.

Fishy and musky!

Some shameless sentinels must have come up and rubbed against her. She might even have rewarded them with something, like a touch or a kiss. Otherwise, their scents wouldn't have lingered so strongly on her!

So what had she been going out alone to do these past two days?

Why did she refuse to touch the clean sentinels she had at home, yet insist on going out and meeting wild sentinels of unknown origins?

Had they done something wrong? Or were they not wild enough?

The elevator soon reached the ninetieth floor.

Xin Lan assumed they would get off on their own. As soon as she stepped out, she began taking off her clothes as she walked, yawning all the way. When she reached the bathroom, she happily lay down in the tub.

The people following her, who had originally only intended to come in and say a few words: !

"Holy shit! What did I just see? My eyes weren't playing tricks on me, were they? Does Miss Guide really not see us as outsiders?"

Although he had only seen her back, Wu Xi's previously gloomy mood shot to the top like a roller coaster.

He covered his mouth, tears in his eyes and heat rushing into his nose. He barely managed to stop himself from crying out on the spot.

Cang Leng's purple eyes sparkled as he murmured, "No, you weren't seeing things. Miss Guide really... Oh, I think my nose is bleeding."

He paused and hurriedly covered his nose. "Noah, hurry and have the robot butler bring some tissues. I can't get Miss Guide's floor dirty."

"Sorry, Commander Cang Leng, but please call me Fuxi from now on. That is the name Guide Xin Lan personally gave me."

The tissues arrived quickly, but Fuxi's words still surprised Mo Xiao.

His expression shifted slightly, and his gaze rested on the open bathroom door. "Fuxi, is Guide Xin Lan safe right now?"

It was already past midnight, and Xin Lan looked very sleepy. He was worried she might accidentally fall asleep in the bathtub and drown.

But Fuxi, who had the same voice as him, had no such concern.

"Administrator, please rest assured that Guide Xin Lan is safe right now. She doesn't like being disturbed when she wants to sleep. Please leave."

He was clearly just an intelligent butler, but perhaps everyone was too sensitive today. His unwelcoming words left them all feeling particularly uncomfortable.

After returning to the eighty-ninth floor, Yun Jin looked at Chi Ming, who had been scowling in silence the whole time, and felt inexplicably annoyed.

"What's wrong, Chi Ming? Jealous because Miss Guide doesn't see us as outsiders?"

Chi Ming was the first person to kiss Xin Lan, and everyone currently saw him as their biggest rival.

They were naturally delighted to see him frustrated and unhappy, so no one spoke up for him.

But Chi Ming merely snorted, paying him no mind.

"What the fuck is it to you?"

Seeing that Chi Ming still acted as though his relationship with Xin Lan was different from everyone else's, Yun Jin felt another surge of inexplicable anger.

"Heh, if you're upset, just say so. We're all brothers, and we'll be living together starting tomorrow. Why do you always have to put on that air of the official partner? Aren't you tired of pretending?"

Chi Ming raised his eyes and stared coldly into his. "Want to die?"

"What, you want to hit me?" Yun Jin sneered, his tone even more mocking. "Don't forget, you can't beat me."

"That was then. This is now."

Chi Ming clenched his fists, his golden pupils abruptly narrowing into slits as a violent, murderous aura rapidly rose from his body. "Are we fighting or not?"

"Cut the crap! I've been sick of you for a long time!"

Yun Jin pressed his tongue against his back teeth, clenched his fist, and immediately slammed it toward Chi Ming's face.

Chi Ming swiftly raised a hand to strike back, his movements agile and his blows fierce. After only a few exchanges, the others keenly noticed the change in him.

"Is it because his Mental Landscape was purified? Why does Chi Ming seem so much stronger than before? Yun Jin even seems to be having a little trouble holding him off."

Yun Jin used to be the strongest fighter among the four of them. Otherwise, he would never have become the East Tower's commander.

They hadn't expected Chi Ming, who had always been beaten down by him, to show signs of overtaking him today.

Wu Xi was shocked and envious.

Cang Leng grew excited watching them and was a little eager to try as well. "How about the two of us spar with them too? My Mental Landscape was purified by five percentage points. Maybe I've gotten stronger too."

The two exchanged a glance and decisively joined the fight.

In the blink of an eye, the duel became a four-way brawl.

At first, they each fought their own opponents, but once Yun Jin clearly began to lose ground, it became Chi Ming against all three.

Every punch thrown by the physically powerful, high-level sentinels carried a fierce gust of wind and tremendous destructive force. Before long, the fight grew heated, and everyone was bleeding.

But Chi Ming's condition only improved, and there were even faint signs that he might pin all three of them to the ground and thrash them.

Seeing this, Wu Xi decisively withdrew from the fight.

"Ah, I'm done. Having half your Mental Landscape purified really does make a difference. If we keep fighting, I'll have to inject Guide Pheromones again."

Cang Leng also quickly withdrew, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "If I'd known, I wouldn't have fought either. My riot level seems to have risen back to ninety percent, and my head's starting to hurt again."

"Come on!"

Only Yun Jin, being beaten down by Chi Ming for the first time, was truly enraged. Covered in injuries, he still refused to back down and admit defeat.

Seeing Yun Jin's condition growing increasingly abnormal and his riot level on the verge of spiraling out of control, Mo Xiao spoke up just in time to stop them.

"That's enough. Stop here. You're moving into Guide Xin Lan's home tomorrow, so go treat the injuries on your faces. Don't let her see them."

No guide liked sentinels who fought out of jealousy, especially guard sentinels who started fighting before they had even secured their positions.

It would make a guide think the sentinels were too jealous for a harmonious life together, which was a major point against them.

So although Yun Jin was still upset, for the sake of the bigger picture, he could only put up with it.

After returning to his room and injecting Guide Pheromones while suppressing his anger, Yun Jin poured a restorative potion into the bathtub, stripped naked, and sank his entire body beneath the water.

After soaking for a while, he felt a little stifled and was about to sit up when his elbow suddenly touched something warm, soft, and slippery.

Without warning, an image of Xin Lan soaking in the bathtub with her eyes narrowed in relaxation came to mind. He even imagined that she had secretly come over, slipped into his bathtub, and was lying beside him.

Curvaceous and graceful, supple as if boneless, her skin as white as smooth porcelain and wonderful to the touch at a glance. If he could really hold her in his arms like that...

Yun Jin's thoughts drifted further and further away, and his large hand unconsciously stroked the spot he had accidentally touched underwater.

Soon, he caught hold of her.

Warm and slippery, it really felt as though he had caught her slender wrist!

Could she really...

A little dazed from soaking, Yun Jin felt his heart leap and quickly sat up in the water.

But the enchanting scene in his imagination vanished the moment he opened his eyes. There was no Miss Guide with skin whiter than snow in his bathtub.

Miss Guide had never come at all, and the thing he had been carefully holding in his hand was clearly just a potion bottle that had softened a little in the hot water...

Realizing what kind of wild thoughts he had been having, Yun Jin felt heat spread over his entire body in an instant.

As if angry from embarrassment, he hurled the bottle to the floor, his handsome face red as an apple. "...Fuck!"