Elena went speechless as she stared at her. Although, Leah had been smiling throughout. She couldn't help but feel as if she was shunned. Tiffany quickly interfered, hoping to break the ice. “Still, I can't help but feel worried. He left yesterday in a haste. He would have sent a message back if it's taking more time than necessary. This time feels different and I can't help but feel anxious. Throughout last night, I've been restless, unable to gather my thoughts. I never felt that way during his previous missions.” Leah sighed and brought out her phone, typing a message to him. “My phone is connected to his watch, let me try messaging him.” Elena temporarily forgot the slight she was subjected to, more worried about Alvin. “He might not see the message if he's busy. A call will be a grievous mistake. If it rings, it might give out his location.” She groaned and collapsed on a sofa. Shi Meng Ying soon came in with a bouquet of fresh flowers, meant to increase concentration, a

The moment Alvin regained consciousness he felt someone kissing his knuckles. The person's scent was soft, soothing, and familiar, giving him a sense of comfort and security. Even without looking he knew who it was. After several futile efforts to open his eyes, he gave up and went back to sleep. He didn't know how much time passed when he woke up again. This time, after some effort, he opened his eyes. Alvin had thought he would be very exhausted and wrecked, with a high probability of his cultivation dropping. When he woke up, he felt the opposite. Although sore, he didn't feel his energy draining, his ribs didn't ache anymore, and his organs seemed pretty fine. There was only a little bit of exhaustion, pain, and muscle weakness due to blood loss. Not at all like a person who just had a close kiss with death. He felt a presence and turned his neck to the side to check it out. Murong Wuque was holding his palm, his face pale and exhausted as he dozed off. He looked more

No one dared to breathe loudly, all staring at Murong Wuque in shock. He froze, the spoon halfway to his mouth. He gagged and pinched his nose, putting down the spoon. He looked at Alvin who had one brow raised, waiting for him to strike. To everyone’s surprise, Murong Wuque hissed and continued to eat. Alvin’s lips twitched, and he couldn't help but smile. He forced himself to suppress the smile, lest others think he had gone crazy. “I thought you had OCD, been cured?” “I do. I just know you're lying.” He drank the last drop, chewing down the remaining mushrooms. He went for the next bowl, devouring it hungrily. Soon, the food enough for five people began to go down. Alvin made a tsk tsk tsk sound with his tongue, and sat down to eat. “This pheasant is tender, juicy, and chewy. I give you seventy-five percent.” Alvin rolled his eyes and popped the stewed mushrooms into his mouth. Leah poured from where she sat. “How partial! Only he gets to eat big brother's food and

A soft ding woke Alvin up from slumber. After circulating energy from the dishes last night, and using it to heal, he had taken his bath and gone to sleep. He stirred, noting that his body no longer felt weak and exhausted. “Mission successful.” The system's metallic voice came again. Alvin frowned. What mission was successful? Hadn't he been sleeping here all along? It was then he noticed the weight around his waist, and his face being placed against a warm chest. He frowned and opened his eyes. Muring Wuque was hugging him as he slept, Alvin’s face buried against his chest. His arms were around Alvin's waist, his leg crossed over Alvin’s. He sighed, relaxing back into Murong Wuque's arms. That must have contributed to his good night's rest. Alvin and Murong Wuque weren't people who slept much. Time was better spent doing tasks than sleeping. Each night, only a very short time was dedicated to sleeping. So anytime he manages to sleep for a longer time, his body notices

“What's wrong?” Shi Yue soon noticed the despair on his face. “If he's the one in charge of it, I might as well forget about it.” He turned to her. “Look, even you knew that he had that kind of thing. But he didn't tell me, he never tells me about any plans of his.” “How about you? Do you ever tell him every one of your plans and get approval?” His frown was enough to tell her all she needed to know. “See? You never tell him anything because it's your personal business and task. It's the same for him. You're both men, it's not as if you're dating or something. It makes sense that you don't bother the other and do your thing on your own.” “If you put it like that, does that mean you're dating him?” Shi Yue kept silent and Alvin’s heart began to pound erratically, sweat making his palm clammy. She poked his arm, incredulous. “What nonsense are you thinking about? It's your Iceman we're talking about. The monk-like holistic prince of the murong imperial clan. When will it ever be