Chapter 25
Fu Yunci and the others had retreated to the perimeter and had been waiting for a while. Eventually, they heard a thunderous boom echoing from the base of the valley. It was as if a gigantic plane, thousands of tonnes in weight, had crashed, causing the earth to shudder three times.
"Seems like we have won, right?" said Chen Yidong, relaxing his distressed brows, "That was surprisingly quick though."
Fu Yunci responded, lifting the corner of his mouth, "Of course, he is the guy I have my eyes on."
"Thud!"
Zhang Xun firmly knocked on the back of Fu Yunci's head, "I advise you to be careful with your words. Otherwise, we won't be able to save you if that leader gets angry."
At that moment, a group of people emerged from the Great Wall. The leaders were Devin and Yin Qingcheng, with a small white fox in his arms. Everyone's faces looked grim, especially Devin's, marked with confusion and anger.
"The only way now is to return to Shen Wu Academy and clarify things with the school authorities," said Yin Qingcheng with a serious face. "However, since Yun Yi deliberately kept this matter hidden, we can't return under his watch."
Devin slowly nodded, then said, "There's another crucial task — finding the missing seven individuals."
Fu Yunci, not understanding Yin Qingcheng's English, was trying to tease the furball but was coldly glanced at and left with a fluffy tail wagging in his direction.
"Right, you haven't told us why you appeared here," Yin Qingcheng asked.
Devin took a moment to recall and answered, "When Yun Yi informed me of my expulsion, I didn't even have time to pack my belongings in the dormitory before encountering the Judicators from the Holy Temple. They told me that the human world was in danger and hoped outstanding students from Shen Wu Academy could help."
Yin Qingcheng frowned, saying, "That's too much of a coincidence…"
Devin sighed, "Once expelled by Shen Wu Academy, this news would be immediately sent to my guardian. I need to return to London first. Please be careful." With that, he gave the small furball a meaningful glance.
Devin left immediately after saying goodbye, heading to the capital's international airport.
Fu Yunci reported the incident in detail to his superiors, which attracted their close attention. Yin Qingcheng and Maoqiu were taken together to the Shanghai Special Bureau for Humanity. They underwent identity verification and registration, and were treated as guests by the leaders.
"No wonder you're a student of Shen Wu Academy, truly a bright and brave generation, what talents!" The director of the Shanghai Special Bureau excitedly shook Yin Qingcheng's hands, then glanced at Maoqiu, "And a talented fox too!"
Yin Qingcheng tried to explain that it was just a small effort, and claimed that he had already been expelled from Shen Wu Academy.
The director immediately changed his tone, "Do not worry, talent is always recognized everywhere!"
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In the following days, Yin Qingcheng and Maoqiu received various banners from the Special Bureau as gifts. Everyone in the Bureau got acquainted with this master-servant duo and eagerly competed to have photos taken with the adorable little fox.
Throughout all these events, Fu Yunci's figure was always present. Yin Qingcheng intentionally or unintentionally prevented him from approaching Maoqiu, but his efforts were increasingly unsuccessful.
One day, Yin Qingcheng took the transformed furball, now humanoid, to eat the famous Shanghai pan-fried buns. Fu Yunce followed brashly.
"When are you planning to return to school?" Cheng Xuyuan stuffed an entire pan-fried bun into his mouth effortlessly.
Yin Qingcheng pondered for a moment before saying, "We’re still unsure whether the remaining two demonic spirit beasts will appear, so we can't return yet."
"Yes, yes, yes! Don't go back." Fu Yunci chuckled and added a pan-fried bun to Cheng Xuyuan's bowl. "There are so many delicacies in Shanghai, it would be such a pity not to try them all." After saying this, his sparkling eyes fixed on Cheng Xuyuan’s handsome face.
Cheng Xuyuan had a decent impression of Fu Yunci, who brought him food every day. Looking at the bottle of orange soda in his hand, he unscrewed it and handed it to Fu Yunci as a thank you.
This filled Fu Yunci with joy. He glanced at Yin Qingcheng and saw the dark expression on his face, making his mood even happier.
"I also want to drink," said Yin Qingcheng, looking straight at Cheng Xuyuan with a blank expression.
Cheng Xuyuan looked at him in confusion, "If you want to drink, just go and get it from the fridge..."
Yin Qingcheng tightened his grip around his chopsticks, his dissatisfaction nearly overflowing from his gaze.
As a plug-in, Cheng Xuyuan chose not to clash with the protagonist. He hurried to the fridge near the pan-fried bun store and fetched a bottle of cola, handing it to Yin Qingcheng.
Yin Qingcheng remained silent.
Fu Yunci raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother Yin, do you want me to open it for you?"
"No need," Yin Qingcheng smiled and said, "Looking at you, it seems like you've never had soda before. Hurry and drink some more."
"I've never had such sweet soda before," Fu Yunci said, taking a big gulp. He took the opportunity to pour a large amount of fragrant vinegar into Yin Qingcheng's plate.
Yin Qingcheng's hand shook, almost poking a hole through the pan-fried bun.
Cheng Xuyuan couldn't understand why the two were suddenly at odds, only noticing the strong scent of vinegar in the air.
He hesitated for a moment and then opened the bottle of cola in front of Yin Qingcheng, passing it to him.
Yin Qingcheng took a sip, almost choking himself as he drank too fast. It took him a while to catch his breath. However, he didn't forget to glance at Fu Yunci, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
After eating, Yin Qingcheng carried Cheng Xuyuan, now in fox form, back to the hotel. On the way, he suddenly reached out and gave Cheng Xuyuan's rear a pat.
The furball's eyes widened, staring at him in confusion.
Yin Qingcheng stretched out his hand and slapped it down with force a few times.
Maoqiu glared back at him fiercely, his expression seemed to say, "Try hitting me one more time."
After hitting Maoqiu, Yin Qingcheng felt refreshed. After returning to the hotel, he tossed Maoqiu onto the bed and stripped down to head for a shower.
Normally, Yin Qingcheng acts this way in front of Maoqiu, but the thought of the little fox transforming into a young man made him feel somewhat shy. Hastily, he wrapped a towel around his waist.
Within the misty vapors of the bathroom, what Yin Qingcheng couldn't shake off from his mind were images of a good-looking young man nibbling at his neck.
As he entertained this thought, he found himself aroused.
The idea seemed crazy but it brought about an unprecedented sense of thrill with each movement, almost constantly providing him a taste of an unparalleled delight.
The youth's pleasing voice.
The youth's restrained thin lips.
The youth's slim waist...
Before this, Yin Qingcheng was sure he was a thoroughly straight man. At least, he knew he had feelings for Hanazaki Saki.
Starting now, he's a bit confused about this sudden affection he's feeling. Yet, he finds himself deeply immersed in it. This suppressed feeling, coupled with a burning desire, pushes him almost irresistibly to the brink...
When Yin Qingcheng came out from the bathroom, he saw a young man dressed in white, lying on the large white bed of the hotel room, engrossed in playing "PUBG" on his cellphone.
Wiping his hair casually, Yin Qingcheng sat beside the young man and asked, "What are you playing?"
Cheng Xuyuan's attention was focused on his in-game gear. He didn't notice the subtle scent of soap, nor how they were positioned. Without looking up, he said, "Oh, Fu Yunci invited me to team up. He said he'd help me win. But every time, he's the first one out."
Just as he was speaking, Fu Yunci's voice came from the cellphone: "Weren't you the one who got me killed?"
"You're too weak!" Cheng Xuyuan responded bluntly.
Watching these two bickering while playing the game, Yin Qingcheng's eyes flashed with a hint of danger. He suddenly placed his hands on either side of Cheng Xuyuan, leaning in and saying, "I've never played this before. Can you teach me how?"
Cheng Xuyuan, an avid game enthusiast, immediately opened his backpack to show off various pieces of equipment. Ying Qingcheng didn't take in a single word, responding intermittently while his gaze focused solely on the smooth and sensual dip of Cheng Xuyuan's waist.
Fu Yunci couldn't stand it any longer, and he blurted out, "There are still people nowadays who haven't played PUBG? That's so outdated!"
Cheng Xuyuan, amused by Fu Yunci's outrage, was caught off guard. The team that had been ranked second surrounded and eliminated him. With a slight hint of regret, he put down his cellphone. At that moment, he suddenly realized he was backed up against the bed by Yin Qingcheng.
A strangely familiar scene.
Alarm bells rang in Cheng Xuyuan's mind. He hastily tried to push Yin Qingcheng away. However, slightly caught off guard, Yin Qingcheng was shoved hard, falling down on the floor and seeing stars.
With a grimace, Yin Qingcheng said, "You pushed too hard..."
Swallowing hard, Cheng Xuyuan felt he might be overthinking. After all, Yin Qingcheng had a crush on someone else. The gesture just now must have been simply due to intense curiosity about the game.
With that thought, he extended his hand to help Yin Qingcheng up.
Just as Yin Qingcheng got up, the towel around his waist slipped off.
"Boom!"
Cheng Xuyuan reflexively pushed him back down to the ground, causing him to bite his lip in pain.
"You, you, you, you..." Cheng Xuyuan turned around, his fingertips trembling, "I saw nothing!"
Yin Qingcheng froze, only then realizing the cold breeze around his waistline. He quickly got up, wrapped his towel properly and said bashfully, "I... did not do it on purpose..."
"Nothing... really..."
All of a sudden, Yin Qingcheng protested, "Nothing? Are you blind? I'm so..."
Cheng Xuyuan turned around and forcefully covered Yin Qingcheng's mouth, accidentally pushing him down to the ground for the third time.
"Do you intend to murder me?!" Yin Qingcheng was speechless with rage.
Just then, the hotel room's doorbell rang.
Yin Qingcheng hastily rose, adjusted his towel, put on a bathrobe and went to open the door.
However, he was frozen on the spot after opening the door.
Standing outside was Yin Qingcheng's mother, Lin Lang. She had a fashionable and shiny wave hairstyle, and she was wearing stunning star-styled sunglasses, even at night. Dressed in dazzling branded attire that shimmered under the lights, and sporting stiletto heels that perfectly accentuated her figure.
Lin Lang enveloped Yin Qingcheng in a warm embrace, exclaiming loudly, "Finally I get to see my silly son!"
All at once, a certain sentence that Devin had said echoed in Yin Qingcheng's mind: the moment one is expelled from Shen Wu Academy, the guardian will be notified immediately...
Just as he was about to say something, Lin Lang suddenly froze.
She abruptly loosened her hold on Yin Qingcheng and, with a shocked face, looked towards the somewhat disheveled pretty boy. Then, with her mouth wide open, she cast a glance at Yin Qingcheng's loosely worn robe.
Trembling, Lin Lang uttered, "You... you two..."
Yin Qingcheng's head started to spin and he hurriedly tried to explain, "Mom, this is not what you think it is..."
However, Lin Lang waved her hand to silence him and walked straight to the stunned Cheng Xuyuan. She looked at him intensely with a discerning gaze.
"Just look at this face," Lin Lang barely curled her lips, lifting Cheng Xuyuan's chin with her hand, "Such a fox spirit!"
"He indeed is," Yin Qingcheng nodded, then abruptly realized that his mom's 'fox spirit' had a different connotation. He hastened to refute, "No, he is not! Mom, listen to me..."
Lin Lang raised her voice, arrogantly addressing Cheng Xuyuan with an over-the-top cliché, "I'll give you five million yuan. Right now, this instant, immediately leave this room and stay away from my son."
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