Chapter 407: After Convincing Her Over, She Still Has to Work—Was All That Just a Waste?
“Finally back!”
Bai Feng sped into the Heavenly Sword Sect on a flying boat, protected under the joint guardianship of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect—who may or may not be around—and some mysterious Peak Master from Divine Sword Peak that just popped out of nowhere. He managed to arrive ahead of the other disciples by a step. Talk about quick on the draw!
Once home, he plopped himself onto the sofa with a satisfied sigh—wow, that trip felt like it lasted forever. But hey, his haul was pretty good too.
“Big bro, do you want to eat anything?” Bai Yu Mo, who had already donned an apron and was standing right in front of him, asked cheerfully.
“Is it already time to eat?” Bai Feng glanced outside at the still-bright windows, but honestly, it had been a while since he tasted Bai Yu Mo’s cooking—and he was startin’ to miss it. So, he nodded enthusiastically. “Pick something to cook. I haven’t had your food in so long, I’ll eat anything right now.”
“Then… let’s make beef noodles,” Bai Yu Mo said with a little smile, seeming to recall something.
“Sounds good.” Bai Feng nodded again, just as Bai Yu Mo was about to head into the kitchen. He suddenly remembered something and called out, “Wait a sec—I have something for you.”
While speaking, he pulled out the storage ring he had previously swapped out and chuckled, teasing, “Congratulations on doing the most—this ring’s yours. Want me to help you put it on?”
“Yes.”
Bai Yu Mo nodded swiftly. In a flash, she hurried over and extended her right hand.
Her ring finger seemed to eagerly curl up, anticipating. Bai Feng responded accordingly, lifting her small hand with one hand and, with the other, carefully sliding the ring onto her ring finger.
He gently released her right hand, took a step back, and grinned. “There! Now, you can just toss anything into your storage ring from now on.”
Bai Yu Mo looked down at the ring on her finger, instinctively reaching out with her other hand to gently stroke it.
“It feels just like a dream…” she murmured, her lips curling up, and her heartbeat seemed a little faster than usual. Then she looked up at Bai Feng. “Big bro, I have something for you too. Please extend your hand.”
“What are you giving me?” Bai Feng, curiosity piqued, stretched out his hand.
She first flipped his palm face down, then took a ring out of her pocket carefully and slowly slid it onto his ring finger.
“Big bro… no, Bai Feng,” Bai Yu Mo slowly pressed her right hand to his palm, fingers interlacing gently. She raised her head, gazing into his eyes softly, and said, “Thank you.”
“…Why all of a sudden?” Bai Feng felt a bit awkward being looked at so directly. Still, he did not let go of her hand. He slightly lifted their clasped hands, examining the ring on his finger. “When did you get a storage ring too?”
“It’s a reward I received from the trial,” Bai Yu Mo smiled. Then took a step forward, leaning into him. “There are still lots of materials inside.”
“Choose what you need from those trial rewards,” Bai Feng said, rubbing her head with his other hand. “Plus, I don’t lack these kinds of things anyway…”
He instinctively glanced at the materials inside the storage ring—various expensive ingredients that made his mind freeze for a second. Honestly, even if he just sold these materials, he could probably buy half of Yu Ling Long and become the richest person in the Northern Region!
And that’s not even mentioning turning those into spiritual weapons or array formations.
But he stubbornly insisted: “Cough. I really don’t need these materials, truly.”
“But—they’re exactly what I need,” Bai Yu Mo slowly lifted their intertwined hands. “From now on, I won’t let go.”
“…Suddenly hitting me with this straight truth makes me a bit unprepared,” Bai Feng admitted, looking at her slightly red face. A sudden urge rose in his heart. He lowered his head slightly.
“Mm…”
A moment later.
Bai Yu Mo curled up in Bai Feng’s arms, her cheeks blushing even brighter. She lowered her head and whispered, “Big bro, let’s go to the bedroom…”
“Alright.”
……
Xuan Guang City.
“Is this really okay?”
You Su Rong Rong looked somewhat shy and awkward. Her outfit was not the usual long robes but a white shirt, over which she wore a black suit jacket resembling a Western-style blazer. Her lower half was clad in a figure-hugging black skirt, and her long legs were tightly wrapped in semi-transparent black stockings.
“Of course it’s okay.” Qiao Qiao beamed, then placed a pair of glasses on You Su Rong Rong’s face. “Otherwise, sister You would have no other way to get close to Bai Feng and Little Jiu, huh?”
“But…” You Su Rong Rong looked down at her tight, buttoned-up white shirt, worried the buttons might pop open. “I’m not good at this kind of thing. I’ve never even practiced charm magic.”
“Where are you thinking, sister You? I’m not asking you to do anything like that. Besides, Bai Feng isn’t into charm magic anyway—if he was, I’d do it myself.” Qiao Qiao retorted. “This is proper work. Based on my observations, Bai Feng doesn’t really have a direct way to communicate with us. That’s where you come in—to report on your work. If we do this back and forth, we can build good relationships with Bai Feng and Little Jiu, right?”
“But…”
You Su Rong Rong still wanted to say more, but Qiao Qiao cut her off:
“Relax, sister You. You have to trust me. And I went through a lot of trouble to get this job for you.”
“…Alright,” You Su Rong Rong finally nodded, showing a faint resolve. She took the huge pile of files Qiao Qiao handed her. “I will do my best.”
Qiao Qiao’s face brightened with a smile as she laid out the prepared documents into You Su Rong Rong’s hands. “Since that’s the case, I’ll leave these tasks to you!”
Looking at the mountain of files in her hands, You Su Rong Rong’s expression gradually hardened into a serious, commanding look. Her gaze fixed on Qiao Qiao, making her seem more imposing than usual—probably thanks to the black glasses—her aura now more formidable and oppressive than ever: “This must be the real reason why you assigned me this task, huh?”
“Hahaha, no, no… I was just—” Qiao Qiao hurriedly chuckled awkwardly, taking a step back as if to escape.
But in the next second, a long arm grabbed her, pulling her back.
She was forced down on the table, her tone with an unmissable authoritative edge: “Don’t go. You’re working with me.”
“NOOO!!”
Qiao Qiao let out a heart-wrenching scream.
After all, if she convinced You Su Rong Rong to come do the work, then she still had to do the work herself—wasn’t that just a total waste of her own convincing skills?
