Chapter 222: Zuo Qiu: I Want My Master to Play with Me for a While
After a restful morning, Fang Yue’s spirit was noticeably better.
She sat in the classroom diligently absorbing knowledge, glancing occasionally at Bai Feng.
Though Bai Feng had changed into a new outfit and no longer had that alluring aroma on him, her subconscious mind still recalled the scent she smelled that morning, causing her saliva to start secretively flowing.
Finally, after Bai Feng finished teaching the Array used for the Image Retainer, she couldn’t hold back any longer and called out to Bai Feng, who was about to leave:
“Um, Teacher, can I ask what you ate this morning?”
Bai Feng turned around to face the nervous Fang Yue, smiled gently, and said, “I made a secret recipe barbecue. Isn’t it fragrant?”
“Eh…”
Fang Yue instinctively nodded, but inside she couldn’t help but wonder—Is it really just barbecue?
Bai Feng chuckled softly and shook his head, “Anyway, sorry about that. Next time, I’ll come in better clothes.”
With that, he took his leave, leaving Fang Yue tangled in her thoughts.
She really wanted to ask how the barbecue was made, but from the aroma, she could guess it wasn’t an ordinary dish. Asking directly might be impolite, leaving a bad impression on her teacher.
Meanwhile, her rationality kept suppressing her body’s desires, constantly reminding herself—it’s just barbecue. She had more important things to focus on, and wasting her precious opportunity and energy on her mouth was not wise.
“Better go back now.”
Fang Yue shook her head; maybe in a few days she would forget the scent from this morning, right?
At the same time, Bai Feng let out a small sigh of relief. He’d been quite worried Fang Yue would ask him about how he made that barbecue. That’s why he hurriedly left after answering.
Because that wasn’t really barbecue at all, but a special *Dragon Clan* feed that could help small dragons and dragon girls with *Bloodline Reversion* to re-awaken their ancestral dragonic powers. If Fang Yue, this *Child of Destiny*, asked about the making process, he honestly wouldn’t know what to say.
‘Once back, I’d better have Shui Miao Miao compensate me well.’
Bai Feng thought inwardly, annoyed at Water Miao Miao’s early morning visit to beg him to make dragon feed — that’s what caused this crisis!
He definitely needed to ask Water Miao Miao for some *Dragon bl**d* and *Dragon Horn Shards* as recompense.
……
“Y-Young Master, have I come in?”
Late at night, Zuo Qiu gently knocked twice at the door. Soon after, she heard the unlocking sound.
She took a deep breath, calming her inner nerves, then reached out and pushed open the door.
The room was dark, with the curtains drawn, and moonlight outside couldn’t shine in.
“Master?”
Zuo Qiu stepped into the pitch-black room, her eyes instinctively sweeping toward the living room.
But she didn’t see Bai Feng’s figure. Just as she was feeling a bit lost, Bai Feng pushed open the bedroom door and walked out.
“Can’t you come during the day?”
Bai Feng looked rather helpless, as if every time Zuo Qiu came to see him, it was always late at night. He didn’t understand what weirdness this was.
“Sorry, Master,” Zuo Qiu bowed her head. “The bad doggy is willing to accept punishment.”
“You…” Bai Feng’s mouth twitched slightly, then he waved his hand, “Forget it, is there something you came to tell me?”
Lately, various *Demon Path* infiltrated different cities, and it seemed many weren’t from the *Northern Region*. They appeared to be looking for something and had even cooperated with some of the *Demon Path* factions in the *Northern Region*.
“…That *Demon Path* in the *Northern Region* sure is unwise,” Bai Feng muttered. “This time, it probably isn’t the *Divine Monarch* from *Zhongzhou*, right?”
If the *Divine Monarch* from *Zhongzhou* could run around causing trouble in the *Northern Region*, he’d start seriously questioning what the Holy Land was up to.
Zuo Qiu shook her head. “No, I previously captured a few *Demon Path* members along with my senior sister. After interrogation, they’re from the *Western Region*. Unfortunately, they were just cannon fodder and didn’t reveal anything useful.”
“Western Region?”
Bai Feng lowered his head, thinking. He remembered the *Child of Destiny* who returned to Bai Family as a bodyguard — that guy was from the *Western Region*, once a genius from there.
Recently, he also erupted with *Demon Energy*, and Bai Feng had even made a spiritual tool to suppress it.
Most likely, these *Western Region* *Demon Path* members were looking for him, or more specifically, *Demon Energy* on him.
Better send a letter to remind him. Bai Feng wasn’t worried about the safety of the *Child of Destiny*, but he was concerned that the *Child of Destiny* might be tempted by the *Demon Path* for various reasons.
From his observations, Ling Feng was a person of deep loyalty, with a few low-level comrades, and he also had the *Demon Energy* debuff on him — classic ingredients for making a tragic hero.
Maybe one day, Ling Feng would return home to find his brothers dead, lose control over his *Demon Energy*, and be misunderstood and hunted down. On the run, he might even encounter the *Demon Path*’s olive branch…
‘Feeling like I should send a few arrays too,’ Bai Feng decided silently. Then he looked at Zuo Qiu with a rare smile: “You did well this time. Do you want a reward?”
“This is what I should do; I dare not ask for a reward,” Zuo Qiu quickly shook her head.
“Heh, that’s not right,” Bai Feng reached out and gently ruffled her head, “A good dog doing the right thing should be rewarded too. Rewards go hand in hand with punishment.”
Zuo Qiu felt her heart race from Bai Feng’s touch. She slightly lifted her head to look into his smiling eyes: “Then, I want my master to play with me for a little while…”
Bai Feng: “?”
Does she misunderstand what ‘play’ means?
He was silent for a few seconds before asking her, “What do you mean by ‘play’?”
“Just…” Zuo Qiu raised her head, eyes bright with excitement, “I want my master to take me for a walk, or let me rest on his lap, that kind of thing!”
“……”
You really think of yourself as…
“What else?”
Hearing Bai Feng’s cold tone, Zuo Qiu quickly shrank her head. “S-sorry, my request was too excessive…”
“…Ha. I just hope you think carefully. Are you sure you want to spend your reward on this kind of thing?”
Bai Feng chuckled softly and lightly rubbed her head.
Zuo Qiu hesitated, nodded. “Yes, I hope my master can spend more time with me…”
He looked at her for a few seconds, then sat on the sofa, gazing at Zuo Qiu, who was standing still: “What’s wrong? Isn’t it you who wanted me to play with you for a while?”
Zuo Qiu quickly looked up, a bright smile on her face: “Thank you, Master!”
A moment later, she curled up on the sofa, resting her head on Bai Feng’s lap, her eyes slightly closed, feeling his fingers gently stroking her hair.
