Chapter 22: Green Eyes (22)

Xu Zhiyuan carefully held the person in his arms. With one hand on the window frame, he lifted his leg and stepped over, leaping out of the room. The whistling cold wind blew up his silver hair, and his body traced an arc in the air like a shooting star before landing lightly right at the door of a helicopter. Carrying the person in his arms, he bent down and stepped inside.

The System meticulously captured this scene. It felt that if the Host woke up and missed seeing this because he had fainted, he would probably regret it.

Inside the concrete building, the black-haired man, Qin Zhe, turned his head and ordered the men behind him, “Clean it up.”

After getting a response, he jumped onto the other helicopter, pondering his superior’s recent outburst. This… Mr. Shen, truly was not to be underestimated.

The helicopter’s speed was astonishing. Xu Zhiyuan carried the person through layers of guards to the Command Room.

The guard at the door cast an inquisitive glance at him. His Personal Guard Qin Zhe stopped outside the building—he felt this wasn’t a situation appropriate for him to follow. Noticing the little soldier’s gaze, Qin Zhe rolled up his sleeves and approached, “What’s up?”

The soldier immediately stood at attention, his voice booming, “Reporting, Commander!”

He lowered his voice appropriately, “That… in the Head of the Family’s arms is…?”

“Oh.” Qin Zhe glanced inside the door but didn’t answer directly. Instead, he asked another question, “Are you C-Rank?”

The soldier puffed out his chest with slight pride. He’d come to work under Xu Zhiyuan by chance from another planet. His strengths as an Alpha allowed him to stand out quickly from the other soldiers, and he believed he’d achieve even greater things soon. “Yes, Commander!”

Qin Zhe patted his shoulder encouragingly and spoke words of profound meaning, “Then you should be more respectful towards The One.”

After all, that was the Beta who recently solo-killed a B-Rank Alpha offline. Yesterday, when he had followed the Head of the Family to a residential area in the war zone, he initially wondered why the Head of the Family, who could face enemy warships head-on alone without flinching, was so panicked. The moment the Head of the Family opened the door, he understood: Ah, it was love.

The object of this love, however, was a bit strange. Completely unlike the imagined partner of a Top-tier Alpha: an elegant, gentle, and sweet Top-tier Omega. Instead… instead, it was a Beta who could solo-kill a B-Rank Alpha offline!

That Beta was wearing a casual T-shirt and jeans, holding a woman in his arms, with long bangs and pale skin. That one glance he threw their way… those deep black pupils were like the black hole seen far off in the universe when a starship travels through space—calm, profound, vast, indifferent, as if it could pierce the soul.

As an A-Rank Alpha, Qin Zhe silently offered his deepest respect to his awesome boss’s love interest in his heart.

Thinking this, Qin Zhe patted the soldier’s shoulder again.

The soldier didn’t understand but was still happy about the recognition from his Commander. He answered solemnly, “Yes, Commander!”

Inside the building:

Xu Zhiyuan placed Shen Qiuxun on the small bed where he usually napped. He called a doctor to check, who said Shen Qiuxun was just too exhausted and had fallen asleep.

Well, truly adorable.

Xu Zhiyuan crouched beside the bed, rubbed his fingers, and touched the bandages on his knuckles. Frowning, he lowered his head to kiss them affectionately. Still not satisfied, he gently bit the fingertips. No matter how he looked at him, he liked him.

Behind him, Xiang Yuan looked at the man on the bed with an odd expression, then looked down at his superior. Finally, his gaze fell on their intertwined hands. He tried his utmost to control his face, picked up his medical kit, and silently left.

After closing the door, he sprinted down the corridor, taking out his Lightbrain with one hand to share this shocking news with his friend Jiang Shiyan, “Holy crap holy crap holy crap holy crap holy crap…”

“Spit it out.”

“Holy crap, Xu Zhiyuan finally got his act together, he’s like, in love!”

“?”

“I swear, why would I lie? I saw him carrying a guy, rushing to me for treatment, and they were holding hands!”

“No way, he really has a wife?” Jiang Shiyan sprang up from his sickbed in shock. “I didn’t believe him when he made excuses to go be with his wife two days ago.”

“Wife?” Xiang Yuan had returned to his workstation and sat down. He recalled the man’s appearance. “But… that’s a Beta.”

“Come on, Xu Zhiyuan even vomits at the sight of Omegas. It’s a miracle anyone’s willing to be with him, much less a Beta.”

Remembering his friend’s history, Xiang Yuan wiped his sweat. There seemed to be some truth to that.

“What kind of person is he?” Jiang Shiyan was genuinely a little curious. He thought Xu Zhiyuan would die a bachelor dog, or somewhere down the line, be driven mad by his Pheromone Imbalance Syndrome and be forced into a resentful union with an Omega—though the result would most likely be self-destruction.

This story of accidentally meeting an ordinary Beta on a remote Lower Planet and falling in love… was still a little too much like a fairy tale.

“Uh…” Xiang Yuan recalled that one glance. The Beta’s thick bangs almost covered his eyes, revealing the pale lower half of his face. His shoulders and back were thin, his arms slender. He considered his words carefully. “Very much like… porcelain in a museum. The plain white, unglazed kind.”

He had a… certain indescribable temperament. Very strange, but inexplicably, he matched Xu Zhiyuan quite well.

“Porcelain?” In Jiang Shiyan’s mind, a red-lipped, white-toothed, pretty-faced youth couldn’t help but appear. He waved the image away. “What a weird description.”

“Ah, you’ll know when you see him.”

A strange silence stretched between them for a moment. “Mm.”

…

Inside the room, Xu Zhiyuan was still obsessively soaking up Shen Qiuxun’s presence. That greedy desire from the depths of his spirit was almost driving him mad. It was different from the previous long-lasting, violent rage that felt like being roasted in a dry desert. His destructive urges had evolved into a craving—a thirst, a hunger… he even wanted to devour Shen Qiuxun and swallow him into his stomach. Only by swallowing him could he barely satisfy his possessiveness.

Xu Zhiyuan didn’t believe in love. The long-held jealousy was finally dispelled today. He desperately wanted to melt Shen Qiuxun into his very bones and blood.

But he also knew that disturbing Shen Qiuxun’s sleep was an unforgivable sin.

Xu Zhiyuan knelt by the bed, lowering his head to press his forehead into Shen Qiuxun’s palm. His entire body trembled as surging Mental Power enveloped the sleeping man on the bed in coil after coil.

Finally, he tilted his head, took his lover’s wrist bone into his mouth, licking, sucking, gnawing through the skin.

Qin Zhe, who had arrived at the door, was almost suffocated by the whiskey-scented pheromones. The S-Rank Alpha’s pheromones were nearly crushing him. He didn’t doubt for a second that if he knocked right now, he would be seen as scum trying to steal his boss’s wife and be physically eliminated by having his Mental Domain crushed.

As his Personal Guard, Qin Zhe naturally knew how severe Xu Zhiyuan’s Pheromone Imbalance Syndrome was. The pheromone rampage of a Top-tier Alpha could at times rival a Category 17 storm. After every major battle, Xu Zhiyuan’s mental state would be extremely unstable, like a string pulled taut to the breaking point, with a nuclear bomb hanging behind it. No one knew when it would explode and kill them all.

Usually, the boss would disappear for a few days—for instance, to rob a few Space Pirate Warships to blow off steam.

But there was always someone who picked a fight at times like this. Honestly, being the boss was sometimes pretty damn exhausting, wasn’t it?

Qin Zhe silently activated his Suppressor, feeling his spirit ease slightly. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, “Head of the Family, the scheduled negotiation time with Lord Chloe is approaching.”

After a while, a low, deep male voice came from inside, “Mm. We’ll hold it right here.”

Qin Zhe stood at attention, his expression stern. “Yes.”

But he thought to himself: Why does the Head of the Family seem so… normal this time? Does love have this kind of effect? Could it be that he should go find a relationship too?

A moment later, the male voice inside called out, “Come in.”

Qin Zhe organized his thoughts, entered the room with his eyes focused on his nose and mind on his business, placed a document on that table, set up the communication equipment for the negotiation, and silently stood to the side. This time, he finally mustered the courage to sneak a glance:

The Head of the Family was sitting at the table holding that Beta in his arms, wrapped tightly in a thin blanket. He seemed to be brushing the Beta’s hair away from his face with a tender, affectionate posture, like a male lion guarding his mate.

A threatening wave of Mental Power washed over him. Qin Zhe retracted his gaze and stared at the floor, his eyes so resolute he looked ready to become a martyr.

Come to think of it, the three lowlives his boss’s love interest had killed were Lord Chloe’s subordinates… Light a candle for Lord Chloe.

…

Shen Qiuxun woke up. The room was dark and unlit. Everything on this planet was gray and dreary, which made him slightly nostalgic for his original world—taking a nap on a free afternoon, opening his eyes in the evening, and seeing a beam of orange-red sunset light falling into the room.

“It’s already nine o’clock at night.”

‘Can I fall asleep and just die with a single click? No need to wake me up.’

“…”

Shen Qiuxun rolled over and felt the grip on his hand. He opened his eyes and met a pair of grass-green eyes. They were like a wild beast lurking in a grassland at night, its gaze locked on its prey, saliva practically dripping to the ground.

“…”

He couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He raised his hand to slap the man hard, but remembering the wounds on his fingers, he spared him for the time being.

Oblivious, Xu Zhiyuan nuzzled his palm, tilted his head and kissed it, his brows and eyes relaxing with immense joy. “You’re awake? Does your body hurt?”

Being stared at like this, Shen Qiuxun was silent for a long moment. His pitch-black pupils fixed on him, cold and merciless, like unmelting ice and snow.

Watched this way, a surge of inexplicable emotion suddenly welled up in Xu Zhiyuan’s heart… unease fermenting, heating, evaporating.

Finally, Shen Qiuxun reached out and slapped him mercilessly across the face. The force was so great that Xu Zhiyuan’s head turned to the side, fiery pain spreading from the handprint.

Shen Qiuxun grabbed his hair and pulled him closer. “Smiling? Still smiling?” He always grew calmer the angrier he was, like an unfathomable deep lake. Without holding back, he slapped him again straight away.

Xu Zhiyuan knew Shen Qiuxun was angry but couldn’t figure out why he was this angry.

Shen Qiuxun lifted his chin and tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Was testing me fun? What did you find out?”

“Hmm? Happy that I’m standing on your side? Finally confirmed my loyalty? I’m finally worthy of Your Excellency?”

Xu Zhiyuan’s pupils constricted. He shuffled forward on his knees to make it easier for the other to hit him, placing both hands on his knees. “No… it’s not… I just… I…”

How could he ever think Little Xun wasn’t worthy of him… He was… He was insecure, afraid that Shen Qiuxun would discard him.

Shen Qiuxun raised his foot. Moving up from between the man’s legs, he stepped on his chest, his shoulder, and finally smashed his foot against the man’s face, sending him sprawling to the ground. He ground his heel against the handsome face, full of malice. “You just what? You’re a cheap slut, a fool!”

“You dog.”

Xu Zhiyuan looked up at that sneering, cold-eyed face. Deep in his eyes was obsession. His scalp tingled, and his limbs felt like ants were gnawing on him. He couldn’t help but shiver: it felt good.

Shen Qiuxun grabbed the man’s collar, raising his hand to slap him again. Looking at his own slightly reddened palm, he took a deep breath and dropped him with a thump.

“Little Xun… I know I was wrong. I accept any punishment… anything.” He would use a lifetime to make up for it.

Shen Qiuxun rolled his eyes, finally feeling his anger subside.

“Host, the Mission settlement will occur at midnight tonight. I worked overnight to submit an application report. Please wait a little longer, Host.”

Report? What report, did he need to submit an application just to die? Damn it all, he’d destroy the world!

“Please calm down, Host.”