Xiahou Shaoyao sat on the sofa, his expression unpleasant as he looked at the projection of the young man, cold air “swish swish” pouring out like it was free.
The members of the Blood-Killing Wolves, relying on their beast-like instinct, immediately sensed danger and quickly retreated from the danger zone. Even the old fox An Yi could barely maintain the smile on his face, subtly shifting his body to the side to leave the dangerous area.
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Still unaware that disaster was approaching, Lian Qiguang calmly chewed on a fruit while looking at Butler Qi with a completely harmless expression.
Butler Qi kept glancing toward the corner more and more frequently, his smile starting to twitch. At this moment, Butler Qi could already imagine someone’s black face, and thinking of how the Blood-Killing Wolves had been “trained” in the past, he couldn’t help but feel a chill in his neck and silently cry inwardly.
“Madam, it’s getting late. There’s still some time before night fully falls here. How about going to have dinner first?” Butler Qi forced a smile and changed the topic.
“Hm?” Lian Qiguang turned his head expressionlessly toward the window, thought for a long time, and slowly spit out the fruit seed in his mouth.
“Can I take off this outfit first?”
He tugged at the clothes, his face clearly showing discomfort.
“Of course,” Butler Qi smiled. “Since it is a wedding outfit, it is fine to wear it again at night.”
Before he even finished speaking, Lian Qiguang had already stood up and quickly walked toward the changing room.
With a “bang!” the changing room door shut instantly.
Butler Qi sniffed slightly and turned to the machine beside him, for the first time feeling doubt.
“Does Madam really like this outfit?”
The machine naturally did not answer.
Instead, the woman who had styled Lian Qiguang earlier was holding her face in excitement, eyes sparkling as she stared at the door.
“It’s perfect!! It’s an absolutely flawless work of art!! If I could design his styling for a lifetime, I would die happily!!!”
“Click!”
With the sound of a shutter, Butler Qi withdrew his optical device and calmly transmitted the data to a nearby machine.
“Miss An Linlin, regarding your performance just now, I will send your ‘lady-like image’ to your fiancé.”
“Ahhh!!! You old man! What are you doing!!”
An Linlin noticed the machine receiving the data and immediately exploded, lunging toward Butler Qi—but before she could reach him, a robot grabbed her by the collar, her limbs flailing in the air.
“You old man! Let me go!! Let me go!!”
The changing room door opened.
Lian Qiguang walked out expressionlessly.
As always, he wore a military-green T-shirt, a black hooded jacket, and matching fitted casual pants, outlining his long, straight legs.
Seeing the suddenly appearing exquisite youth, everyone froze for a moment.
His hair had been combed up, revealing his face completely, making him slightly uncomfortable. Expressionlessly, he pulled up the hood of his jacket, the loose hood covering most of his face, leaving only a tight, firm line of his lips.
Lian Qiguang was very thin. On this planet that had undergone three thousand years of mutation, except for natural-born bodies, ordinary people were very strong, and most were over 1.9 meters tall—such as Xiahou Shaoyao, who was 2.3 meters tall.
Compared to that, Lian Qiguang really did not measure up, looking like he was malnourished from every angle.
“So beautiful.” An Linlin stared blankly at him, forgetting she was still struggling. “If not for his scent, I would have thought he was a natural-born body.”
“Madam, this outfit…” Butler Qi began.
“My own,” Lian Qiguang said flatly, pulling up his collar to cover his small, delicate chin.
“But you don’t have a spatial device, do you?” Butler Qi clearly remembered earlier when spatial devices were mentioned.
“And you didn’t bring any luggage when you came.”
“I do,” Lian Qiguang tilted his head, looking slightly puzzled.
“But earlier you—”
“I just didn’t know what a spatial device is.”
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Butler Qi: “……”
Am I getting old? Why do I feel like I can never keep up with his thinking?
As if not seeing An Linlin at all, Lian Qiguang walked to Butler Qi.
“Is it done?” he asked expressionlessly.
“Of course,” Butler Qi smiled and stepped aside respectfully. “Madam, please.”
Looking at Lian Qiguang’s back, Butler Qi silently sighed.
Such a good child… what a pity…
He glanced toward the corner again and followed.
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“In the end, you still can’t look away even after he’s gone.”
Inside the room, the cold aura around Xiahou Shaoyao slightly weakened. An Yi once again shamelessly leaned over.
Xiahou Shaoyao glanced at him, then turned back to the projection, his eyes deep in thought.
With a flick of his hand, he switched the projection to the entire Xiahou residence surveillance system, staring at Lian Qiguang’s figure.
“Boss, did you notice something?” An Yi asked, becoming slightly more serious.
“Investigate his clothes,” Xiahou Shaoyao said, lightly tapping the sofa. “And that knife. The surveillance recorded it—retrieve it yourself.”
“Alright.”
“Give me results before nightfall.”
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“An Yi…”
“Damn it all!!! Do you think I’m some ancient god?!”
Scene break
After dinner, Lian Qiguang refused Butler Qi’s arranged escorts and wandered alone through the vast villa.
As night gradually fell, flying vehicles circled above the estate, and invited guests entered one after another under the guidance of machines.
Lian Qiguang, who disliked crowds, found a hidden corner and sat under a tree—its leaves and branches all red in color.
Leaning lazily against the trunk, he tilted his head back and looked expressionlessly at the rising red moon.
As night deepened, the red leaves emitted a faint glow, and a light fragrance slowly spread, making people feel drowsy.
He naturally knew it was the tree’s doing, but he did not leave.
Since cultivating the spatial technique “Longevity Art,” and gaining wood-type abilities, he had discovered that mutated plants no longer affected him much.
He had always known his wood ability was different from other users. Others could only control plants like puppets, but he… could give plants life.
He could know what they were thinking, what they were saying, and what emotions they had.
“Hey! Who are you!”
A loud, arrogant voice came from beside him.
But Lian Qiguang acted as if he heard nothing, continuing to look at the sky.
“You! I’m talking to you! Are you deaf!”
A blond-haired youth strode over, pointing aggressively.
“What are you doing here? Do you know where this is? Hmph! Dressed so poorly—you must be a thief, right?”
He scanned Lian Qiguang up and down, sneering in disdain.
The noise made Lian Qiguang slightly frown. He adjusted his collar.
“I’m talking to you!! Are you deaf?!”
The blond youth, enraged by being ignored, rushed forward and lifted his leg to kick him.
At that moment, Lian Qiguang suddenly raised his head.
A pair of deep, dark eyes stabbed directly into the youth’s vision.