FRGNM -Chapter 60 The Hunt

“What? You admitted yourself that you’re shameless, so don’t blame me.” Ling Ruoxi giggled, secretly flashing a victorious V-sign in her mind as she looked at the man, his face tinged purple.

But her smile didn’t last long. The man standing before her stripped off his clothes, revealing his slightly flushed, muscular torso. “Are you going to take it off, or should I?”

“Luo Mingyu! You’re being impossible! We have nothing—what gives you the right to make me undress in front of you? Do you know that’s blatant rape?!” Completely driven insane by the man before her, Ling Ruoxi wanted nothing more than to hurl the teapot in her hand at him.

Raising his brows, Luo Mingyu crossed his arms across his chest and chuckled. “Oh? We have nothing? Then tell me—Yizhui and Yimeng… are they your children?”

“Yes.” Though she didn’t understand why he changed the topic, Ling Ruoxi answered honestly.

Clapping his hands, Luo Mingyu grinned. “Exactly. Without me, could you have given birth to them? They’re my children, also your children. Doesn’t that make us a couple? And couples… shouldn’t they share everything, rain or shine?”

“……” Ling Ruoxi had never seen such shameless reasoning in her life! She was about to lose her mind. This was twisted logic, ridiculous to the extreme!

“They’re not your children. Huangfu Xuan is their father!” She glared furiously at Luo Mingyu and turned to leave.

“Huangfu Xuan? He’s just a weakling. I’m their real father. That kid’s sickly—am I not stronger?” Luo Mingyu flexed his arm, the perfect lines of his physique on full display, enough to captivate any woman.

If Ling Ruoxi didn’t feel anything, that would have been impossible. But seeing this gorgeous man paired with that arrogant, teasing face only shattered her resolve.

“Yes, yes, even if Huangfu Xuan is sickly, he’s still ‘beautiful in a fragile way.’ Don’t you think he’s like an icy doll?”

“Nope. Kind of effeminate, actually.”

“……”

Ling Ruoxi helplessly rubbed her forehead. She had lost. Huangfu Xuan might have been weak, but he was still a handsome man. And yet Luo Mingyu dismissed him with a single phrase. If people on Earth saw this, women would be all over him.

“Whatever. Sleep then. Bye-bye.” With a sudden turn, he collided with the formation’s force, causing Ling Ruoxi to crouch, covering her nose.

Raising an eyebrow, Luo Mingyu smirked. “Clumsy woman, I already said tonight you’ll stay with me. No leaving.”

“Damn it!” Struggling to stand, covering her nose, Ling Ruoxi was assaulted by the overwhelming sight of his physique, and the warmth that had just been contained surged back!

Flustered, she pressed her hands to her face. “Look at me! I’m hurt, I feel bad, I can’t… you know… just let me out!”

“It’s just a nosebleed from seeing my body. No big deal. From now on, this body is yours alone.” He patted his chest with an evil smile.

That wicked grin sent a shiver down Ling Ruoxi’s spine. “Fine. Don’t come any closer! I’ll scream, I really will!”

“You dummy. Sleep with me.” Seeing her terrified expression, Luo Mingyu’s desire softened. He pulled Ling Ruoxi into his embrace. “Good girl. Just sleep. Nothing else.”

Ling Ruoxi tensed, feeling his warmth behind her, wishing she could separate them with a blanket. But the shameless man wrapped his arms around her waist like holding a pet, securing her in his arms. She had no way to break free.

Luckily, he didn’t make any other moves. Ling Ruoxi, having searched all day for Huangfu Xuan and endured a noisy night with the kids, was exhausted. Without Dou Qi, she was just a normal human. Sleeping on this soft bed with a handsome man beside her, she nearly fell asleep immediately.

Luo Mingyu, frustrated, pinched her cheek. Once he confirmed she had actually fallen asleep, he leaned back against her and drifted off himself.

The so-called hunting conference was another form of entertainment for Dou Qi practitioners. In Longxing Continent, all kinds of magical beasts roamed the mountains. The hunting conference invited Dou Qi warriors to compete, ranking them by the number and level of beasts they hunted. Generally, killing one high-level beast was worth more than a thousand low-level ones.

For Dou Qi warriors, high-level beasts were the ultimate challenge; the rest were trivial. The competition lasted ten days to half a month, serving as experience for the warriors. Nangong Qin, naturally, would not stay throughout, only arriving at the opening.

Dressed in dragon robes, Nangong Qin looked more energetic than before. Arm in arm with a beauty, he smiled at the crowd. “How much longer until the conference starts?”

“One incense stick, Your Majesty,” a eunuch replied softly.

Looking around, Nangong Qin asked, “Anyone not attending?”

“Your Majesty, the Crown Princess is unwell today. The Young Master and Miss Ling haven’t arrived yet. Also, Prince Huangfu Xuan will provide a surprise later…”

Not arrived? Compared to Ling Huiru, Nangong Qin cared more about Luo Mingyu. He desperately hoped the man wouldn’t show. Six years ago, rumors claimed he had reached the Zizun level; now, six years later, his power had surely increased. Attending this conference would be a slap in his face.

Just then, guards announced: “Young Master Qiongyu has arrived, Miss Ling has arrived!”

The shout snapped Nangong Qin out of his thoughts. He forced a smile, bowing to Luo Mingyu. Even Huangfu Yuan sneered, scoffing at Nangong Qin’s subservience. But when he looked at Luo Mingyu, there was respect in his eyes—this man’s strength was undeniable.

Though Huangfu Yuan considered seeking help from him, he realized Luo Mingyu sided with his brother, Huangfu Xuan, and would never assist him.

“Hasn’t started yet?” Luo Mingyu’s trademark smile shone, gentle as spring wind. Even those below lowered their gaze in deference.

Nangong Qin chuckled. “Prince Huangfu Xuan hasn’t arrived yet. The conference will start in half an incense stick’s time. Young Master, please take your seat…”

“Huangfu Xuan? What does he matter? Should we wait for him?” Luo Mingyu smirked. He saw Ling Ruoxi’s furious face behind him but ignored it. “Half an incense stick. If he doesn’t arrive, disqualify him. Also…”

“I’m not participating this time. Such a low-level hunt is no challenge for me, only suited for Huangfu Xuan, that weakling.” Luo Mingyu glanced at Ling Ruoxi, seeing her furious posture. He was delighted.

He didn’t want his woman thinking about other men or smashing the gifts he gave her. He had been starved for two days, holding a beauty without indulgence. This time, he intended to make her come to him willingly.

Ling Ruoxi knew Huangfu Xuan had recovered, but Luo Mingyu had no patience. She stomped her foot, glaring at him. The Dou Qi warriors were already prepared, their eyes bloodthirsty—clearly battle-hardened.

Ling Ruoxi also possessed that intense gaze, but she didn’t reveal it easily. As her master said, keeping part of one’s strength hidden was always a fallback. Without Dou Qi, she was vulnerable. Without reserves, she would be eliminated by this continent.

Huangfu Yuan swept his eyes over the crowd, noticing Luo Mingyu’s demeanor. A cold smirk appeared. Clearly, some cooperation might be necessary… but he knew this man was on his brother’s side and would never help him.

“Heh, Young Master is right. Prince Huangfu Xuan is weak, but his brother, Huangfu Yuan, is a hero. He probably won’t appear this time. So, let’s start early…”

“This hunting conference also serves as an exchange with the Beining Kingdom. How could I not attend, Your Majesty?” All eyes turned behind them.

A man in red walked through the yellowing mountains, a gentle, natural smile on his face. In his hand, he carried a jade stone larger than himself, leaving deep footprints with each step.

“What!” Huangfu Yuan’s eyes widened, locked on Huangfu Xuan. Blue Dou Qi swirled around him. He seemed like a descending deity, sweat glistening on his face, long lashes trembling, yet his gaze fixed on Ling Ruoxi’s hair, adorned with the golden hairpin he had given her.