In the midst of chaos, Jiuyue felt herself being enveloped by a thick, muscular arm, blazing through the explosive billows of scorching flames.

The wind whistled around their body, and Lu Sheng once again stuffed a iron pillar into their mouth. Even though Jiu Yue couldn't speak, they couldn't discern who the person beside them was through their sense of smell. They could only let that person tirelessly carry them forward.

It was unknown how long had passed until the pace of the two slowed down. Jiuyue sniffed with his nose, and the faint smell of blood in the air, mixed with the stench of rusty metals, made him realize... that they must have returned.

Around, there were faint murmurs of discussion. The people, who had been running, now transitioned into slow, steady steps. Their shoes scraped against the ground as they climbed a flight of stairs, opened a door, and then...

Suddenly, his body was forcefully thrown into the air, and when he landed, Jiuyue immediately realized that he had fallen onto a soft bed.

Sniffing the scent in the surroundings, Jiu Yue slowly let her guard down and shifted her body to sit up.

"Go on, you've worked hard, Bai Lin."

A deep male voice resounded next to Jiuyue's ear, followed by a broad and powerful hand that immediately grabbed him and pulled him into the intimidatingly strong chest of that person.

Upon hearing the sound of the door closing, Jiuyue suddenly raised his head and whimpered a few times. The man seemed to understand his meaning and forcefully removed the iron pole from his mouth.

He moved his stiff lips and lowered his head, pulling up a faint smile. "King, I thought you abandoned me..."

"How can it be... my little fox." The man's voice grew closer to her ear, and Jiuyue obediently nestled in his embrace. Though her eyes were still covered by a blindfold, her face was adorned with a sweet smile.

"King, that dog--"

"Why are you still mentioning him? Didn't we already kill him? Are you trying to upset me?"

As soon as the last syllable escaped his lips, Jiuyue felt a slightly rough touch pressed against his cheek, gradually tracing down his jawline. He tilted his head, as if yielding to it yet also wanting to distance himself from that sensation as much as possible.

"Little fox, you should know that this time you've indeed brought me a lot of trouble, right?"

Upon hearing these words, Jiuyue's smile froze for a moment before quickly becoming even more radiant. "King, I know I was wrong. Please punish me," she said.

Before he could even finish speaking, Jiuyue suddenly felt his prisoner's uniform being forcefully torn apart, and a cold breeze rushed in, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

The mask over her eyes was abruptly pulled off, and even though it was already nighttime, Jiu Yue was still temporarily blinded by the sudden brightness. Her face was held firmly, turning towards the man. His long tongue pried open Jiu Yue's lips, constantly sucking and teasing, wild to the point where Jiu Yue almost fainted.

King...." With a gasp of breath, Jiuyue mustered the last wisp of strength to softly call out, lifting his gaze to the person in front of him. The bare upper half of his body was covered in muscles, with broad shoulders that seemed to enclose him in an embrace. His light brown hair was twisted into countless messy braids, adorned with silver beads. Despite the deep scar on his nostril, his handsome face couldn't be concealed, as if a single frown or smile could capture the attention of everyone around.

However, who would have thought that such a handsome person would turn out to be the leader of the terrorist organization NHW.

His straight nose pressed tightly against Jiuyue's skin, constantly sniffing as if he wanted to extract something from it. Jiuyue didn't try to dodge, only panting heavily while lying in his embrace.