"Then what do you want?"
Wang Xiaofei raised an eyebrow and glared fiercely at Mo Wen, inwardly sneering, "Do you still expect her to bow to you?"
A grown man, and not an ounce of dignity.
"I'm thirsty. This milk tea will serve as your apology," Mo Wen said as he reached out, grabbed the milk tea from Wang Xiaofei's hand, and took a rough sip.
Wang Xiaofei was just about to drink when the milk tea suddenly disappeared. Furious, she pointed at Mo Wen, "You… you shameless jerk! Stealing other people's stuff!"
"Hey, you were the one who took the blame first. What's the big deal if I drink your milk tea?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows nonchalantly.
"You…" Wang Xiaofei pointed at him, at a loss for words. How could someone be this shameless and still act so justified while stealing?
"Alright, Xiaofei. I'll buy you another milk tea later," Qin Xiao said with a soft smile.
"Hmph."
Wang Xiaofei turned her head angrily. The jerk she was facing was clearly someone who abandoned friends for lust—a worthless excuse of a man.
She was green with jealousy. No matter how she looked at Mo Wen now, she just couldn't stand him. She used to think he was responsible and manly. But now, she saw him as nothing more than a petty, arrogant guy.
"Fine, I'll buy it for you now. That's it."
Qin Xiao looked helplessly at the two people bickering and got up to walk toward the milk tea shop.
Wang Xiaofei glared at Mo Wen, her face full of frustration.
But Mo Wen just calmly continued eating breakfast, not even looking at her, as if she didn't exist.
Wang Xiaofei sulked for a long time before finally realizing there was no point in being mad at someone like Mo Wen—it was like playing music to a cow, utterly pointless.
"Don't be mad. Mo Wen didn't do it on purpose. Hurry up and finish breakfast, or we'll be late."
Qin Xiao returned the milk tea to her.
Wang Xiaofei rolled her eyes at her. Not on purpose? Then what is on purpose? That excuse made no sense at all.
In the end, she could only take her frustration out on her breakfast. She gripped the bun in her hand as if it had done her some deep wrong.
After breakfast, the three of them left the cafeteria and headed for class.
Mo Wen didn't originally plan to attend, but since Qin Xiao insisted and he had nothing better to do, he followed along.
However, on the way to the classroom, Mo Wen ran into someone—someone who changed his entire plan.
"Xiao, I have something to do. You go to class first."
Mo Wen gave Qin Xiao an apologetic glance, then quickly turned and followed the person ahead.
In the distance, a figure approached the school gate—alone, but with an unforgettable aura that caught everyone's attention. Yet no one dared approach.
Who else could it be but Mo Qingge?
Though they hadn't seen each other in a few days, she still looked the same. But Mo Wen knew the truth was far from it.
The eruption of her Slaughter Body was near. In less than a week, something would happen.
He had originally planned to find her today, but didn't expect to bump into her like this.
"Mo Qingge!"
Mo Wen called out, curling his lip slightly.
The figure ahead paused, turned around, and frowned slightly, puzzled as to why this guy was stopping her again.
After they last met, Mo Wen had completely disappeared. She thought he'd just been bluffing and had forgotten her. After all, she wasn't his sister—being ignored was understandable.
"You again."
Mo Qingge was, as always, sparing with words. Calm and distant, like a cloud untouched by the dust of the world.
"Don't want to see me?" Mo Wen smiled.
Mo Qingge gave a faint smile but said nothing, clearly rejecting him with her silence.
She didn't like making connections, but couldn't stop others from reaching out. Silence was the best way to reject people—just like the latest chapter of Azure Dragon Mercenary.
"You plan to leave school and hide somewhere remote to suppress the outbreak of your Slaughter Body?"
Mo Wen wasn't bothered by her coldness. He knew those with the Slaughter Body often distanced themselves from others to maintain mental clarity and suppress its violent eruption.
Mo Qingge nodded slightly. The outbreak was imminent. If she stayed on campus and lost control, it would end in disaster.
"Here, take this."
Mo Wen pulled a Soul-Nurturing Jade Buddha from his pocket and tossed it to her. With this, she could get through the outbreak safely—at least the first time. The jade's power to suppress was strongest initially, but it would weaken over time.
The Slaughter Body was peculiar—it adapted and evolved when suppressed. Any tool used against it would eventually lose effectiveness as the body changed in response.
Like the human immune system adapting to viruses, the Slaughter Body held a profound and dangerous intelligence.
That's why new methods were always needed to control it. Otherwise, the host would be consumed by it.
Mo Qingge calmly extended her slender, pale hand and caught the jade.
"Soul-Nurturing Jade!"
Her hand trembled slightly. A flicker of emotion crossed her usually cold eyes. She looked at Mo Wen with rare surprise on her stunning face.
"You recognize it?"
Mo Wen was taken aback. Mo Qingge had impressive knowledge—to recognize it at a glance.
This object had been kept in the Gu family's treasure vault for over 400 years, yet no one could identify it. Clearly, very few people truly knew of the jade. Many may have heard of it, but recognizing it instantly was another matter.
"You're giving it to me?"
Mo Qingge's voice held rare emotion as she bit her lip.
She had searched for this jade for centuries with no success—only for someone to casually hand it to her one day. Such a priceless treasure, given so easily.
"Temporarily. Give it back to me later," Mo Wen said with a smile. The jade contained the martial essence of the 34th leader of the Ming Sect. Its value to him wasn't in the jade itself, but the martial teachings within. He'd only grasped a sliver of it, but that was enough to ponder for ages.
Once he fully understood what he had already learned, he could retrieve it from her and study the rest. If he eventually mastered it, he wouldn't mind gifting her the jade entirely.
"Thank you."
Mo Qingge rolled her eyes at him. Give it to me and then take it back—how is that a gift? (Cold Daily Life of Wei Xiang, latest chapter.)
She nodded slightly at Mo Wen, then turned to leave.
"I can protect you."
Mo Wen said, watching her walk away. If he could, he wanted to stay by her side and see her through this crisis himself—only then could he feel truly at ease.
"Unnecessary."
Her faint reply came, and then she vanished along with the morning mist.
Mo Wen sighed softly. He knew earning her trust wouldn't be easy. When her Slaughter Body erupted, she would be at her most vulnerable—there was no way she'd let someone she didn't fully trust get close.
In the distance, Qin Xiao and Wang Xiaofei stood, watching the scene.
"Don't ask! You're a jerk! How could you do this?" Wang Xiaofei stomped her foot. That jerk had ditched Qin Xiao to run after Mo Qingge—completely ignoring her.
"Xiaofei, he just had something to talk to Mo Qingge about. Why are you overthinking it?"
Qin Xiao held her back as she prepared to storm off after Mo Wen.
"Me? Overthinking?"
Wang Xiaofei's eyes widened. Qin Xiao had completely defeated her logic. He's not even my boyfriend—what am I doing?
She felt like Qin Xiao was under some sort of spell. What did Mo Wen say to her anyway?
"Xiao, you can't keep giving in to him. Otherwise, he'll never learn to restrain himself."
Wang Xiaofei spoke earnestly, trying to change Qin Xiao's mind.
"Let me tell you—Mo Wen acts all cold and distant, like he's dependable, but he's just a major jerk. Didn't he have dinner with Miss Shen Jing the other day? That's why Su Boyu came looking for him. Now he's chasing after Mo Qingge too—how great…"
Wang Xiaofei said sourly. She'd already heard rumors about Mo Wen and Miss Shen Jing, and although one was a teacher and one was a student, Shen Jing was still young, and scandal was bound to happen.
Now, Qin Xiao was surrounded by love rivals and lurking enemies, yet she didn't care at all.
"Why would he want to force a carrot? Maybe he likes you? Look how anxious you are. If I hadn't held you back, you would've run up to argue with him already."
Qin Xiao rolled her eyes at her. Couldn't she just let it go? Always picking fights and causing scenes—did she really think anyone would like a girl who couldn't reason?
go to "patreon.com/Hussain678" for more chapter