150: The Hidden Sect's Fury!

Ye Chen's pupils constricted, and he jerked his head to the side.

"Pop~"

Li Qin's kiss landed solidly on his cheek.

Li Qin kissed empty air and mumbled, "Dodging... what are you dodging for... Letting this young lady kiss you once won't make you lose a piece of flesh!"

As she spoke, she swayed and leaned over again, wanting to try once more.

Ye Chen's eyelids twitched. He quickly reached out to press against her shoulder, feeling a mix of amusement and frustration.

"Qin Qin! You're drunk!"

"I'm not drunk!"

Li Qin shook her head, trying to break free from his hand, mumbling incoherently, "I... I just want to try... The book says... what a kiss tastes like... *hiccup*~"

She let out a small, alcohol-induced hiccup, her eyes becoming even more unfocused.

"Besides, Younger Male Cousin, you're actually quite easy on the eyes..."

"Your physique seems pretty good too. When you were holding me just now, your muscles felt rock hard..."

"Let me touch..."

As she spoke, one of her hands actually reached out and groped toward Ye Chen's chest.

Ye Chen's face went dark.

This girl, she was absolutely lawless when drunk!

He couldn't let her keep acting up.

Without further hesitation, he applied a little force with the hand pressing on her shoulder, sending a gentle stream of energy into her body.

Li Qin let out a soft "Ying ning" sound, her body went limp as if her bones had been removed, and she collapsed softly onto him, falling asleep.

Finally... peace and quiet.

Ye Chen exhaled in relief, gently moved Li Qin away from his body, straightened her out on the bed, and pulled the quilt over her.

Drunk Li Qin was much more obedient. She curled up in the quilt, revealing only her flushed face. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she was still murmuring something unconsciously.

Ye Chen stood by the bedside, looking at her like this, and shook his head helplessly.

This girl...

He turned and walked out of the guest room, gently closing the door.

Ye Chen left Li Qin's room, closed the door softly, and turned back to the dining room.

Bing Lan was still sitting there, gazing at him with drunken eyes that didn't blink.

Under the light, the faint flush on her face looked like smeared rouge, making her skin appear even fairer and more translucent. Her cold, aloof brows and eyes softened at this moment, like melting spring snow.

"Done?" she asked softly.

"Yeah, she's asleep."

Ye Chen walked over to her side. "You've had quite a bit too. Let me take you back to your room to rest."

Bing Lan shook her head, reached out to take the wine bottle, and poured another half a glass of red wine for herself.

"No rush."

"You... keep me company for one more drink."

Ye Chen sat down helplessly: "Lan Lan, if you drink any more, you're really going to be drunk."

"So what if I'm drunk."

Bing Lan smiled brightly.

"It's been a long time... since I've drank like this."

"When I was a celebrity, there were many social engagements, but basically, my manager and assistant would block the drinks for me."

"Later, when I started my own company, I dared not drink too much, afraid of messing things up, afraid of being plotted against."

"Like today, at home, with... with you, and Uncle and Auntie, eating hot pot, drinking wine..."

"It's quite rare."

Hearing this, Ye Chen poured himself a glass and lightly clinked it with hers.

"Then tonight, we'll make an exception."

Bing Lan smiled and tilted her head back to drain the wine in her glass.

As the alcohol kicked in, she became more talkative.

"Do you know... I used to be most afraid of two things."

"First, those malicious gazes and hands during social engagements."

"Second, coming home alone at night, opening the door to a pitch-black room, so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat."

"Later, I got used to it and felt it wasn't much."

"The bigger the company grew, the more luxurious the place I lived in, but I felt even more... empty."

"Until I met you."

Bing Lan turned her head to look at Ye Chen, her eyes reflecting the light and his shadow.

"You're like a bandit, barging in unreasonably, disrupting all my plans."

"But it was also you who stood in front of me when I was most helpless, found the truth, and took revenge."

She paused, her voice lowering further. "Ye Chen, thank you."

Ye Chen felt a warmth in his heart.

For a woman like Bing Lan, opportunities to speak her heart were rare.

Today...

It could be considered the first time Ye Chen knew her inner thoughts.

He reached out and gently took Bing Lan's small hand.

Her small hand was slightly cool.

But Bing Lan didn't pull away.

"Why are you thanking me?" Ye Chen smiled. "If you really want to thank me, smile more often in the future. Don't always keep such a straight face, as if everyone owes you money."

Bing Lan rolled her eyes at him. This look had no force; instead, it carried a bit of coquettishness.

"You're the one who looks like a debt collector."

The two smiled at each other.

Outside the window, the night was deep, and the city's neon lights flickered silently in the distance.

In the dining room, only the bubbling sound of the hot pot and the two people's whispers remained.

They talked about a lot.

Bing Lan spoke about the embarrassing things when she first debuted, eating only one piece of bread a day when she was an extra, and catching a fever from filming rain scenes but not daring to ask for leave.

Ye Chen spoke about climbing trees to steal bird eggs in the village when he was little, catching fish in the river, and being chased all over the village by his dad with a broom.

When they reached the funny parts, Bing Lan would cover her lips and laugh softly, her eyes curving into crescents.

When they reached the hardships, Ye Chen would gently pat the back of her hand.

Time slipped away quietly.

The wine bottle gradually emptied.

Bing Lan was drunk too.

Her eyelids were barely able to stay open, yet she still forced herself to mumble.

"I'm not drunk!"

"Just... a bit sleepy!"

Ye Chen looked at her appearance, couldn't help but laugh, and then helped her up.

Bing Lan's steps were unsteady, and most of her weight leaned on Ye Chen.

Ye Chen put his arm around her shoulders and carefully led her to the master bedroom.

After settling her in.

He leaned over and pressed a kiss on Bing Lan's forehead.

"Good night, Lan Lan."

...

Deep within the island, the inner gate of the Hidden Sect.

In the antique-style council hall, sandalwood incense curled in the air.

On both sides of the mahogany long table sat six elders with heavy auras.

They were all wearing robes, some gray and some black; they were the six great elders of the Hidden Sect's inner gate.

The head seat at the end of the long table was empty; the sect leader was in seclusion, and today's matters were decided by the six of them.

Yin'er stood in front of the long table, her head bowed, her body trembling slightly.

"The matter is as it is."

She had recounted the process of going to Xiamen City to meet Ye Chen, word for word.

Of course, she omitted the detail of her taking the initiative to provoke him by letting the other party "try hitting me once"...

After all.

It was too embarrassing!

After she finished speaking, there was dead silence in the council hall.

The expressions of the six great elders darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, like leaden clouds before a storm.

"Bang!"

Sitting at the first seat on the left, an old man with a red face and bristling beard slammed his palm onto the table!

The mahogany tabletop was actually shaken slightly, leaving a palm print indentation.

"Arrogant!!!"

"A wet-behind-the-ears brat, who luckily obtained some opportunities, dares to despise my Hidden Sect like this?!"

"Ruining my Hidden Sect's good deeds, killing my outer gate backbone, capturing my Shadow Demon, and now even insulting my Sect Leader and Young Lady!"

"If this child is not removed, where will my Hidden Sect's face go?!"

"A century of prestige, wouldn't it become a joke?!"

Beside him, a gaunt old man with a sallow face and sinister eyes spoke slowly.

"Elder Hong, calm your anger."

"This child was able to defeat Wang Tian and Shadow Demon in succession, and even made Yin'er have no power to resist. His strength is likely no longer comparable to an ordinary Grandmaster, at least..."

"He is already above the Yellow Rank!"

"At such an age, to have this cultivation, if there isn't an Expert behind him, it's absolutely impossible."

"Acting rashly, I fear it may be inappropriate."

"Old Ghost Huang! Are you afraid?" Elder Hong glared angrily. "Regardless of who is behind him! Daring to insult my Hidden Sect, even if he were the Heavenly King himself, he must pay the price!"

"It is not fear."

Elder Huang lifted his eyelids slightly and said coldly.

"It is planning before acting."

"The outer gate has been destroyed, and I fear the news has already leaked. Acting with great fanfare at this time is likely to attract unnecessary attention."

"Besides... the Young Lady is on the verge of a breakthrough, so it is not advisable to cause extra complications."

"Bullshit!" Another burly old man in black robes snorted coldly. "It is precisely because the Young Lady is about to break through that she needs the Extreme Yin Body even more. With Bing Lan now under the protection of this Ye Chen, how can we seize the Yin if we don't eliminate him?"

"There is no need to argue."

Sitting at the first seat on the right, a gray-robed old man who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind slowly opened his eyes.

He was the head of the six great elders, and others called him Great Elder Lin Xuanchen, with unfathomable cultivation.

He rarely spoke on weekdays, but one word could decide the fate of the world.

"The Extreme Yin Body is the key to the Young Lady's breakthrough to the Profound Rank, and even hitting the Earth Rank in the future, so it cannot be lost."

"This child has repeatedly ruined my Hidden Sect's major affairs and insulted my sect. If we let him be, what face does my Hidden Sect have to stand in the world?"

He paused, his eyes narrowing.

"Elder Hong."

"Present!" Elder Hong's spirit lifted.

"Although your nature is fiery, your actions are decisive, and your strength is at the late stage of the Yellow Rank, which is sufficient for this task."

Great Elder Lin Xuanchen said slowly.

"You shall make the trip yourself."

"Assemble thirty-six 'Earth Fiend Guards', and take four inner gate deacons."

"Reach Xiamen City within three days."

"At any cost, regardless of the means, kill Ye Chen and capture Bing Lan alive."

"Remember, be fast, be ruthless, and get things done before all parties react."

"If you encounter obstruction from official or other forces..."

A cold glint flashed in Lin Xuanchen's eyes.

"Kill without mercy. The sect will bear all consequences."

Elder Hong rose suddenly, cupped his fists and bowed: "I will obey the Great Elder's order! I will definitely not fail the mission!"