Chapter 59: ‘Little Master is most adorable when he picks on others!’ (1/2)

Translator: Claire.KK

Sensing a familiar devilish air, Gu Yunjue stood up and looked out of the window with his dismal eyes.

“What’s the matter?” Mu Chen asked without turning around while throwing a handful of herbs into the furnace.

Gu Yunjue held back the implications in his eyes, lifted the corner of his mouth and turned his head with a light smile, “It suddenly comes to me that I’ve forgotten something behind in the inn. I’ll just go back to fetch it. Master, don’t run around.”

“Running around?” Mu Chen raised his brows discontentedly.

Gu Yunjue coaxed with a soft voice, “Master, be sure not to leave here in case I can’t find you. Otherwise, I’ll be deadly worried.” He put special emphasis on the last two words!

Mu Chen finally eased his stern face on hearing that, “Be sure to come back as soon as possible.”

Since Gu Yunjue was attacked by Wei Huaitong, Mu Chen recognized that little disciple might be trapped into dangers when Mu himself was not around. Therefore, Mu Chen set an instant transfer deployment to allow himself to come near his disciple in a second if anything unexpected happened to Gu Yunjue. Anyway, it was not far away from the inn, so he just let the disciple go.

After Gu Yunjue went out, his gentle and tender eyes immediately froze. He looked down at his shadow and seemingly said to himself, “Tell Bai Yi Nebula Arhat has arrived. Let him investigate the other’s purpose.”

The deep dark shadow returned to normal as if a layer of it had left.

Gu remained cold with a trace of killing intent hanging under his eyes. Nebula Arhat was Devil Lord’s most capable and convincible assistant. He should come over at this time. The other’s purpose aside, Gu suspected that there might have been big moves in the devil realm.

Bai Yi received the message and sent people to scrutinize it at once.

Chen Mo sat beside the window with anger and glared at Bai Yi, neglecting the four good-looking men, “If it’s about Mu Chen, I think you should tell me!”

Bai Yi exclaimed, “Whoops! Brother Chen, with so many beauties waiting upon around, you might as well not to covet our Pavilion Master’s man. After all, it’s not good to be too greedy.” Wearing a scholar robe and a clean white face, Bai Yi looked like an innocent scholar in his every move, which could hardly arouse any suspect that he wasn’t an immortal cultivator.

Seeing the other’s attitude, Chen Mo almost spitted out blood with anger, thinking to himself that this man was absolutely his nemesis!

Since Chen Mo wasn’t interested in beautiful women, Bai Yi just brought him these beautiful men, some of masculine build, some of cuteness, some of elegance and the rest of vicious tongue, covering all types as one could imagine. Being furious, Chen Mo even wanted to throw the table. People who didn’t know the scholar would think him an owner of a brothel! It appeared that scholars and vile characters were truly the most difficult to behave to.

Seeing a man of noble character like Chen Mo blushing, the attendant behind Bai Yi reminded him worriedly, “My Lord, this is Pavilion Master’s relative. I think you’d better hold your horses!”

Bai Yi smoothened his white robe smilingly and responded innocently, “I did all in accordance with Pavilion Master’s arrangements. I also feel helpless that Brother Chen doesn’t like it.”

An inkling of resignation flashed through the attendant’s eyes. He certainly knew what Bai Yi was thinking about after attending this person for almost a hundred years. Looking at Chen Mo, Bai Yi surely revealed great interests toward this playful toy. Therefore, the scholar teased Chen Mo over and over again every day. Pitifully, after all those days of torturing, Chen Mo, a well-disciplined scion of a big family, presently had no power to defend himself at all.

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Back to the inn, Gu Yunjue just flashed around and then returned to Mu Chen immediately.

Mu Chen was completely unaware what happened outside. Seeing Gu Yunjue come back without a word, he continued to pour herbs into the furnace.

Bo Jinyu simply sat aside, leaving all things to Mu Chen.

Mu Chen asked confusedly, “How come you only sit there without doing anything?”

Bo Jinyu shrugged, “Being so capable, you alone will be enough to take on everything. I need a break.” He didn’t at all look hypocritical saying that, with his eyes being transparent and innocent. Mu Chen saw through this person that intended to stay idle at heart and was aware little of the so-called jealousy. Although his pure disposition was admirable, Mu Chen felt extremely uncomfortable deeply in the heart. ‘I was dragged over to work for him?’

Mu Chen grabbed a jade ladle and threw it directly on Bo’s coquettish face, scolding coldly with detestation, “Go anywhere else if you don’t wanna help! Don’t be an eyesore here.”

Bo Jinyu blasted immediately, drew the ladle off his face and smashed it into pieces. He then glared at Mu Chen as if he had lost his mind, “How come you just get irritated in a blink!”

Mu Chen ran down the other coldly with a hum. Then he crooked his figure so that the lid covering the furnace flew up instantly. The delicate fragrance of herbs filled the nostrils with vapor rising in the air.

As Mu Chen waved his wide white sleeve, the vapor just blew over Bo’s face.

Seeing Bo Jinyu wipe his face and stroke his hair in a flurry, Mu Chen snickered with a flash of delight in his cold eyes while continuing to fan the hot mist which finally fell on Bo’s face again. He mumbled to himself, “I wonder whether he can show his original shape—the red lantern!”

Gu Yunjue just sat next to him and looked at them quietly with his hands cupping his chin. He curled the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with love that could even drown people, ‘Little Master is most adorable when he picks on others!’

Three days later, Mu Chen completed all the tasks that Bo had thrown to him. He swayed his neck slightly, feeling a little bit tired.

His eyes brightening, Gu Yunjue took out the chair again, “Master, shall we go back now?”

Mu Chen hesitated a moment, still irresolute to sit on the chair or not, ‘The chair is comfortable enough, but it’s also humiliating to be pushed round by little disciple.’

“So beautiful!” Bo Jinyu jumped up and was about to approach when Mu Chen directly sit on it. He overlapped his long legs, leaned toward the left, and supported his head gently with his hand, uttering drowsily to Gu, “Let’s go!”

Bo Jinyu stamped on his feet with anger.