When Yue Lin rushed to the lab, it was already a mess inside, even mixed with some outsiders, so it was hard to tell friend from foe.
Yet right in the middle of that chaos, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, his heart jolting hard as a flood of complicated emotions surged up all at once.
Xun Fu?!
Why is she here?
Shen Tang was just about to take advantage of the chaos to slip into the depths of the lab, her whole heart strung tight. Just then, a big hand suddenly reached out from behind, grabbed her shoulder, and yanked her into a corner.
"Ahâwho?!" Shen Tang was so startled she almost struck back.
But a low voice sounded by her ear. "Shh, donât be afraid, itâs me."
Hearing that familiar yet long-absent voice that absolutely shouldnât appear here, Shen Tangâs heartbeat seemed to miss a beat. She turned her head to look at the silver-haired, handsome man in front of her and blurted, stunned, "Yue... Yue Lin?"
Yue Lin lowered his head to look at the female before him, shock and fluster intermingled on her face. Even his usually cool aura was a little unsteady.
He wasnât the only one who was shocked.
He hadnât expected to run into her here either.
What exactly is she trying to do?
Why is it that every time, she can always do something he never sees coming?
"Wait, thatâs not right." Shen Tang suddenly came back to herself and touched the slightly rough mask on her face. "I clearly have a mask on. How did you recognize me?"
Yue Lin fixed his gaze on her, his dark eyes growing even deeper. "If you can leave a spiritual imprint on me, naturally I can leave an imprint on you as well."
He reached out and lightly touched behind her ear. As a trace of superpower flowed in, a small patch of silvery-white lines surfaced there, like a faint snowflake.
This was the energy imprint he had left behind, usually used to track prey or enemies; putting it on a female was a first.
Unless oneâs strength far surpassed his or they possessed detection-type superpowers, it would be very hard to notice.
Shen Tangâs heart skipped, feeling a bit guilty. "You... you knew all along, huh."
"Mm, Moli told me." Yue Linâs tone was calm. "He said, a dignified clan Young Master actually got secretly marked by a reckless femaleâtruly a disgrace to the Moon Wolves."
"..."
Shen Tang remembered Yin Luo mentioning that Moli was Yue Linâs friend in the Royal City.
That guy was something else. Even though he was a male, he possessed powerful spiritual power and was even a Spirit Healing Master.
After Yue Lin returned from training outside, he often went to him for spiritual conditioning.
Yue Lin lifted his wrist; there, a wisp of pure white marking appeared, vaguely in the shape of a cat. "This mark is still here."
Shen Tangâs face heated up, and she said apologetically, "Sorry, I really had no choice back then. I offended you, Young Master! Iâll take it back right now."
But Yue Lin drew his wrist back, frowned slightly, and looked at her deeply. "What I mean is, I donât need to erase it."
He glanced at the flash of silvery imprint behind her ear. "At least right now, itâs very fair."
For a moment Shen Tang didnât know what to say. Sheâd long known those little tricks wouldnât fool him, she just hadnât expected the two of them to meet again!
And thinking back to how sheâd just accepted his confession last time, agreed to stay, and then disappeared without a word... the situation was so awkward she couldnât even bring herself to speak of it.
Yue Linâs cool gaze never left Shen Tang. Standing this close, he could smell that familiar, tempting scent on her body.
Aside from that, there was also a faint trace of something that instinctively made him restless and disgusted.
It was that leopardâs scent.
Their scents were tangled together so intimately and still hadnât faded, enough to show what had happened not long ago... and through the imprint left on her, Yue Lin could sense that pheromone even more clearly.
Yue Linâs fingers tightened slightly, his chest tight and aching, as if filled with an indescribable sourness, along with a jealousy he couldnât suppress.
He was still a step too late.
But he refused to accept that.
Whatâs so great about that Mad Beast who could lose control at any time?
Yue Lin had been above the masses since childhood, and had never once felt he was inferior to that Mad Beast in any way.
If that male really had been Xun Fuâs Beast Husband, then no matter how jealous or unwilling Yue Ling was, he wouldâve had to swallow it down with nothing to say.
But now that he knew the truth, how could he possibly be willing to hand over the female he liked to someone else just like that?
Yue Ling was never a reckless person, but that scent on Xun Fuâs body was making him so jealous he was about to lose his mind.
The veins on his forehead pulsed; he could no longer restrain his emotions. He suddenly pulled her into his arms and lowered his head to press his lips to hers.
"Xiao Fu... when you left last time, it really made me very sad..."
Boom.
Shen Tangâs mind exploded, her eyes flying wide, almost forgetting where she was.
Her face flushed hot all at once. She shoved Yue Lin away, wiped her mouth, and said in shy anger, "Young Master Yue Lin, what are you doing? If you keep this up, Iâll really get mad!"