The next second, the man turned his face slightly. His delicate and androgynous profile carried a faint, almost imperceptible hint of worry amidst the icy coldness.
He had only tried on a whim, never expecting that this man would actually appear...
When he shifted his gaze again, the last trace of tenderness in Long Mo's eyes had vanished. His deep, orchid - colored eyes were filled with a chilling cold - bloodedness and ferocity.
Li Nao, who had been so arrogant just now, now had a contorted face. His pupils dilated and contracted in terror. It seemed as if something was squeezing his neck. He clasped his hands around his throat and could only roll his eyes like a dying fish, his tongue protruding as he struggled for breath.
His face turned red from holding his breath, and there were faint streaks of bloodshot around his black pupils. His gaze met Long Mo's, but he was gradually being drawn into the dark whirlpool in those eyes.
Long Mo didn't make any move. He still looked as handsome and composed as ever. The only difference was the red - hot flames and icy coldness flickering in his upturned, blue eyes, which sometimes gave off a soul - stirring, ghostly light.
It was like the eerie light in the dark night. Although it was beautifully serene, a prolonged look would send a cold shiver down one's spine.
"Long... Long Mo..." Shu Yue let out an extremely weak voice, but it clearly reached Long Mo's ears.
Long Mo understood what Shu Yue meant. Knowing that Shu Yue wanted him to show mercy, he thought for a moment and agreed.
The flames and ice in his eyes gradually transformed into pure ice - blue. Li Nao, who had been struggling for his life, suddenly took a breath, as if someone had released his neck and he could breathe again.
Although he had escaped death, his body curled up into a ball, trembling with fear. He looked timidly at the man who was so beautiful yet exuded a strong sense of killing intent.
Long Mo didn't say a word from beginning to end. On his forehead, two horns slowly grew, looking exactly like those of a dragon.
Li Nao pointed at the man with the dragon horns on his forehead, whimpering. He could only make inarticulate sounds, his mouth opening wide, and his chin almost dropping in shock.
Long Mo just flashed a mysterious smile, and the dragon horns on his forehead disappeared. Supporting the seriously injured Shu Yue, he instantly vanished without a trace.
In the side room, Li Nao was left alone. Perhaps he was too frightened. He stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted.
At this moment, Long Mo carried Shu Yue on a cloud and arrived at a magnificent and luxurious palace.
This was the dwelling of the Dragon King - the Dragon Palace.
The entire Dragon Palace was like a crystal dream, with floating lights swaying. The jade halls were deep, and the mythical birds were holding halberds. It was a place of strict solemnity and yet full of domineering grandeur.
Upon Long Mo's arrival, all the guards and maids in the Dragon Palace knelt down in reverence. They buried their heads very low, greeting their supreme king in the most respectful manner.
"Greetings to the Dragon King!" The combined voices of the men and women, both strong and gentle, merged perfectly. The lingering sound was like a grand symphony.
"Rise."
"Thank you, Dragon King."
The subordinates got up. When they saw the extremely beautiful man in the Dragon King's arms, they showed a look of surprise on their faces for a moment, but then quickly lowered their heads as if nothing had happened.
Because regarding the Dragon King's affairs, no matter how many doubts they had, they were not allowed to ask, nor did they have the right to do so.
However, all the young generals couldn't help but glance at the man brought back by the Dragon King from time to time. Although he was extremely handsome, they were very curious as to why their king would bring a mortal man back.
Moreover, this man was a mortal, and even though the Dragon King had cultivated into a human form, he usually refused to go to the mortal world.
Finally, a man in a silver - moon white robe embroidered with silver - threaded dragon patterns stepped forward. He had an extremely beautiful figure. His hair was casually scattered, with a few strands hanging by his ears, adding a touch of lazy and unruly charm to his exquisitely carved face.
Amidst his suave appearance, he always exuded an air of nobility and elegance.
The only difference was that compared with Long Mo, the two dragon horns on his forehead. The one on the right was only half - grown, but it still didn't affect his overall beauty.
"Long Mo, why did you bring a mortal man back?" In the entire Dragon Palace, besides the Second Prince Long Yun, no one else dared to call Long Mo by his name directly.
Although he was a bit rebellious towards his elder brother Long Mo, he always regarded his brother as his role model. Occasionally, they would have some small arguments, and although he was not lenient with his words, he truly respected his elder brother from the bottom of his heart.
"I don't have time to waste words with you now. Come to my bedroom with me right away." Long Mo's tone was a bit impatient, yet it carried enough authority to make Long Yun follow him.
"You may all leave." After dismissing the young generals, Long Yun followed his elder brother into the bedroom.
Long Mo laid Shu Yue on the couch and was about to take off his clothes, but his hand froze in mid - air and didn't move for a long time.
Hearing the faint groans of pain from the man, Long Mo's eyes darkened, and he retracted his hand into his sleeve.
He turned back and glanced at Long Yun, who was standing beside him with a puzzled look on his face. Then he pointed at Shu Yue on the couch and calmly ordered, "You, take off his clothes."
His decisive and cold tone left no room for Long Yun to refute. Long Yun was very frustrated. He looked at his elder brother in disbelief and said, "What's wrong with you, Long Mo? I don't even know this mortal. Why should I take off his clothes for him? Why don't you do it yourself?"
Not only was he reluctant, but also because Shu Yue was a man, and he couldn't take off a man's clothes.
It just felt... a bit strange...
However, his determined protest was soon silenced by his elder brother's cold, knife - like gaze.
"I'll do it. I'll take off his clothes for him. Don't be angry, elder brother." He quickly flashed a flattering smile, then rushed to Shu Yue's side, helped him sit up straight, and began to take off his clothes.
When he saw Shu Yue's face, he suddenly found that this mortal was really handsome.
He had a fair complexion like polished jade, sword - shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and thin lips. His features were well - defined, and his appearance was even more beautiful than some of the young generals in the Dragon Clan.
In fact, he was almost as good - looking as his own peerless beauty.
After taking off all of Shu Yue's clothes, Long Yun was once again amazed by his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and strong, muscular body.
This man was really extraordinary. No wonder Long Mo had brought him back. He must be planning to "keep him in a golden cage"!
Long Yun's staring gaze made Long Mo feel a bit unhappy. He didn't like others looking at Shu Yue at all.
"What are you looking at while taking off his clothes?" A sudden cold voice made Long Yun shiver.
He turned around and saw that his elder brother seemed a bit unhappy. His already androgynous face was now covered with a layer of frost, looking extremely intimidating.
"Can't I take a look?" Then his gaze fell on Shu Yue's injured back. The black and rotten wound made him jump half a step back in horror.
Just looking at it made his scalp tingle and his whole body covered in goosebumps.
"Long Mo, what's wrong with the wound on his back? It's so terrifying!"