171: Yafei: What reward do you want?

Mo Yuhan had just walked out of the Alchemist Guild Headquarters' magnificent jade gate with the flow of people, preparing to return to the quiet small building at the Mittel Headquarters, when a clear voice with a hint of petulance sounded behind him:

"Hey! Mo Yuhan, wait!"

Mo Yuhan paused, then turned around.

He saw Little Princess Yaoyue, accompanied by her attendant elder, hurrying to catch up.

Her small face was slightly raised, trying to maintain the demeanor of a royal princess, but her slightly hurried breathing and flickering eyes still betrayed her inner turmoil.

"Does Her Royal Highness Princess have something?" Mo Yuhan asked calmly.

Princess Yao Yue walked in front of him, her purple eyes looking directly at him with a scrutinizing and inviting gaze: "Mo Yuhan, you are from the Black Rock City Guild, and also a student of Canaan Academy?

I just watched your test; your basic skills in fire control and purification... are passable."

She tried hard to sound condescending, but the results of "ten purifications" and "ninety-five percent retention rate" made it impossible for her to use a word like "average."

"Your Highness overpraises me."

Mo Yuhan's tone remained flat.

Princess Yao Yue cleared her throat, straightened her back, and tried to make her voice sound more authoritative and tempting: "I greatly appreciate your potential, Mo Yuhan. Although you come from a place like Black Rock City, your talent is indeed good.

As long as you are willing to serve me... no, to serve the Royal Family during and after the conference, I can guarantee that you will receive resources and support far beyond what you could get from the Black Rock City Guild and Canaan Academy!

Cultivation techniques, Dou Skills, rare medicinal ingredients, high-grade prescriptions, and even power and status in the Imperial Capital—as long as you perform well enough, the Royal Family can satisfy you!"

She extended an olive branch, her eyes filled with confidence, believing that this temptation would be hard for a genius from a "small place" to refuse.

Mo Yuhan looked at the young royal princess in front of him, who was trying to recruit him and feigning maturity but couldn't hide her childishness. He felt a bit amused.

He bowed slightly, his tone polite yet distant, with an undeniable firmness: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but Mo Yuhan already has a master, and Canaan Academy and the Black Rock City Guild have treated him very well.

Furthermore, Alchemists pursue the ultimate in alchemy; power and status are not what I seek. I appreciate your good intentions, Your Highness."

He refused directly, without any hesitation or prevarication.

"You!"

Princess Yao Yue clearly hadn't expected such a blunt refusal, without even a hint of consideration!

Since childhood, when had she ever been rejected so directly?

Especially when the other party was someone she had just "condescended" to recruit!

A strong sense of shame and frustration instantly surged into her heart, making her delicate face flush red.

"You don't know what's good for you!"

The attendant elder beside Princess Yao Yue's face darkened, and a Dou Spirit-level aura subtly rose, carrying a suppressive force, seemingly wanting to teach Mo Yuhan a lesson.

Mo Yuhan's eyes slightly chilled, and the Dou Qi in his body quietly circulated. Although he didn't release his aura, his calm, abyss-like gaze swept over the elder, causing the latter's heart to inexplicably tremble, as if being stared at by a more dangerous existence. He instinctively retracted his aura.

"Hmph! Let's go!"

Princess Yao Yue stomped her foot in anger, glaring fiercely at Mo Yuhan, as if to engrave his image in her heart. Then, she turned and quickly left with the elder, who had a look of grievance on his face, her purple skirt sweeping a huffy arc in the air.

Mo Yuhan watched Princess Yao Yue's retreating back and shook his head.

This young princess's pride and willfulness were truly deeply ingrained. He didn't linger, turning to join the crowd and walk towards the Mittel Family Headquarters.

Returning to the white building covered in lush green vines, he pushed open the carved wooden door, and a familiar, rich, sweet scent, like ripe peaches, gently enveloped him, instantly dispelling the fatigue from the outside clamor and the unpleasant encounter with Princess Yao Yue.

In the living room, Ya Fei was lazily reclining on the soft velvet sofa.

She seemed to have just bathed; her slightly curled dark hair was damp and casually draped over her shoulders, losing some of her usual shrewdness and competence, and gaining a touch of domestic Charm.

She was only wearing a thin, cicada-wing-like light purple silk nightgown. The neckline of the nightgown was quite low, revealing a expanse of delicate skin, whiter than frost and snow, and exquisite collarbones.

The hem barely covered her upper thighs, and two long, slender legs, encased in transparent crystal stockings, were crossed, shimmering enticingly under the soft magic lamp light.

Her exquisite bare feet, with toenails painted a captivating wine red, were idly swaying.

Hearing the door open, Ya Fei turned her head, and her peach blossom eyes, capable of captivating souls, instantly lit up, as if filled with stars.

Her red lips curved into a captivating smile, and her voice was lazy and alluring, as if carrying tiny hooks:

"Oh ~ our great hero is back? I heard you 'shocked' our noble Little Princess Yaoyue at the Guild entrance? And you even got a perfect score in the internal test, on par with the Pill King's disciple?"

Clearly, through the Mittel Family's powerful intelligence network, she had already learned about what happened at the Guild immediately.

Mo Yuhan closed the door, looking at the vibrant and charming scene before him. Even with his profound composure, his breathing couldn't help but hitch slightly.

He smiled helplessly and sat down in the chair opposite the sofa: "Sister Ya Fei's news is always so well-informed."

"That's natural ~ If I don't care about you, who else could I care about?"

Ya Fei giggled, rising from the sofa like a lazy, beautiful snake.

The silky fabric of her nightgown slid down with her movements, revealing more of her fair skin.

Barefoot, she walked gracefully across the soft carpet to stand before Mo Yuhan.

The rich, sweet scent grew even stronger, almost completely enveloping Mo Yuhan.

Ya Fei leaned down, her naturally alluring face coming extremely close. Her limpid large eyes gazed at Mo Yuhan from up close, her long eyelashes almost brushing his skin.

Her warm breath, carrying her unique fragrance, gently brushed his face.

"Little guy, you really made me proud today."

Ya Fei's voice was like a lover's whisper, with a hint of petulance and triumph.

She extended a slender, delicate finger, the warm pad of her thumb naturally and gently stroking Mo Yuhan's brow bone, then sliding down to his cheek, her actions intimate and suggestive. "How should I reward you?"

Her fingertips seemed to carry subtle electric currents, making Mo Yuhan's body slightly tense wherever they touched.

He could clearly see the undisguised appreciation and a strong sense of possessiveness in her eyes, like a hunter looking at his carefully nurtured prey that had finally begun to show its potential.

"Sister Ya Fei, stop teasing."

Mo Yuhan's voice was a bit tight, and he tried to lean back to create some distance.

"Teasing?"

Ya Fei pouted her red lips slightly, showing a wronged expression, but her eyes became even more alluring, "I genuinely want to reward you."

Instead of retreating, she moved even closer, the knee of one stocking-clad leg gently pressing on the armrest of Mo Yuhan's chair, her entire body almost half-leaning into his embrace.

The soft touch and astonishing elasticity transmitted through the thin stockings, and her rich body fragrance and warm body temperature completely enveloped him.

Ya Fei's delicate arm coiled around Mo Yuhan's neck like a nimble snake, her red lips close to his ear, her breath like orchids, whispering in a magnetic, hushed voice that only they could hear: "Tell me... what reward do you want? Hmm?"