Long Mo curled the corner of his mouth and slightly raised his eyes, still full of doubts about what Yan Yijue had said.
As if sensing his subtle defense, Yan Yijue let out a few soft laughs and returned to his initial cold self, but his eyes became a bit more profound. "It seems you still don't trust me. I'll seal my promise with my blood."
He waved his sleeve and conjured up a transparent jade porcelain cup. Slowly raising his pale but slender and powerful hand, he placed his long, black fingernail on his left wrist. The pale skin made the protruding veins on his wrist even more obvious. With a slight force of his fingernail, along with the dark red in his eyes, he cut his wrist.
The blood dripped along the edge of his wrist and plopped into the jade cup, gradually piling up into a pool of dark - colored blood, blooming seductively on the rim of the cup. Only when the cup was full did Yan Yijue withdraw his hand.
The cut on his wrist had, without notice, automatically healed and remained as pale and cold as before.
Long Mo's deep eyes lingered on the blood - filled jade cup for a moment and then shifted to Yan Yijue. He still found the latter smiling calmly and leisurely.
Long Mo originally thought Yan Yijue was just making empty promises, but unexpectedly, he really sealed his promise with blood. Clearly, this was an attempt to force him to agree.
Finally, with a tentative attitude, he agreed to Yan Yijue's treasure - snatching plan. "Since you're so sincere, I'll trust you one more time." He leaned closer to Yan Yijue and left cold and bone - chilling words by his ear. "Just remember, if you play any tricks this time, I'll destroy the Snake Clan, and you along with it, until you're completely annihilated!"
Yan Yijue still confidently curled the corner of his lips, calm and unperturbed. "Even if that day comes, I won't end up completely annihilated."
"I know you're highly powerful, but I might be able to make you sleep eternally. For you snake demons, not being able to retrieve your true form should be the most miserable thing, right?"
"Long Mo, you..." Yan Yijue almost flew into a rage. He gave a fierce and cold glance, only to see this man looking calm and composed. But the smile on his face sent a chill down his spine.
It was really ridiculous. He had always been fearless, but in front of this Dragon King, he had become so scared for the first time.
However, Long Mo's warning did make him feel a bit uneasy, because he knew that he was still slightly inferior to Long Mo.
Soon, he composed himself again. His expression was as charming as a blooming flower. "Your Majesty the Dragon King can rest assured. I'll surely keep my promise."
"That's the best," Long Mo took a step back, his eyes showing arrogance. "I'm busy today. I'll visit you in person another day, and we'll discuss our plan further."
"Then I won't disturb Your Majesty the Dragon King anymore. Farewell."
"Then I won't see you off. Do as you please."
As he was about to leave the main hall, Yan Yijue slightly wrinkled his straight nose. With his keen sense of smell, he raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes looked seductive. It seemed that he had smelled something.
His sharp gaze shot towards the opposite bedroom. Suddenly, he met a pair of deep eyes. Surprise flashed across his face, and his stillness was clearly noticed by Long Mo.
Long Mo followed his gaze and suddenly found that the door of the bedroom was slightly ajar. Yan Yijue's extremely unfriendly gaze was fixed directly and unreservedly on it.
"What are you looking at?" Long Mo quickly stepped forward and blocked the direction of the bedroom with his tall and slender body, looking imposing.
Yan Yijue just smiled enigmatically. Before leaving, he said with hidden sarcasm, "I didn't expect the Dragon King to have the hobby of 'hiding a beauty in a golden house'. It really broadens my horizons."
It was not until the ironic laugh faded away that Long Mo heaved a heavy sigh. Judging from what Yan Yijue had just said, he must have discovered Shu Yue.
He turned back and walked towards the bedroom. With a wave of his hand, the door opened. The person leaning against the door lost his balance and fell directly into his arms.
Long Mo looked down expressionlessly. Due to the difference in height, no matter how strong Shu Yue was, he looked inexplicably petite in Long Mo's arms.
Originally angry about Shu Yue's unauthorized actions, now seeing Shu Yue "throwing himself into his arms", the coldness on Long Mo's face was melted by a touch of tenderness.
"Ouch... Don't you have eyes?" Shu Yue quickly jumped several meters away from his arms, feeling that this was simply a disgrace in his life!
Being held in a man's arms like this, although the man was extremely good - looking, it wasn't a loss. But he, Shu Yue, should always be the dominant one!
"You were clearly eavesdropping here disobediently. I haven't even settled the score with you yet." If someone else had spoken to him like this, that person would have been beaten back to their original form by Long Mo.
"Ridiculous. I wasn't eavesdropping. It's just that the sound insulation in this room is so poor that I can't help but hear."
"Anyway, from now on, don't act without permission. You should know how to protect yourself. Do you understand?"
This tone of scolding a child really upset Shu Yue. Moreover, he felt extremely annoyed in his heart, as if a fire was burning.
"Long Mo, I hope we won't meet again after today. Then there won't be a 'from now on' as you said."
Such cold and decisive words made Long Mo's confident possessiveness towards Shu Yue instantly plummet to the bottom.
He had never been able to tell Shu Yue that meeting him was a fateful encounter in this life, destined to be entangled for a lifetime.
Perhaps the atmosphere was too heavy. He cleared his throat, his voice a bit hoarse due to his distress. His tone was calm. "Don't you want to return to the Kunshan Sect? I'll take you back."
"You're willing to let me go?" Shu Yue wasn't quite sure. Just a moment ago, Long Mo had forced him to stay in the Dragon Palace to recuperate, but now he was so generous as to take him away on his own initiative.
"Where you want to go is your freedom," Long Mo smiled faintly, then shifted his gaze back to Shu Yue's injury. The words he wanted to persuade were finally swallowed back.
Because he knew that if Shu Yue wanted to leave and he wanted to see him again in the future, he had to respect his will.
"It's just your injury..."
"My injury is not serious. Take me away quickly." Now, there was nothing more important than returning to Shu Yao.
Long Mo lowered his head and thought for a while, then finally agreed to his request. "Okay, I'll take you now."
Then he put his arm around Shu Yue's waist and flew out of the Dragon Palace, crossing layer upon layer of floating clouds. The clouds were hazy.
It was the first time for Shu Yue to look down at the world from such an angle. Although he felt uncomfortable being held in Long Mo's arms like this, it gave him an inexplicable sense of security.
He suddenly shook his head again, trying to get rid of this inappropriate thought in his mind.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Long Mo's face. His black robe embroidered with gold fluttered in the wind. His delicate and handsome side face was set against the faint clouds, perfectly blending with the magnificent scenery of the pavilions and palaces beside them, like a painting within a painting.
As a man, he couldn't help but be in awe of such an extremely beautiful face and such a noble - looking man.
But soon, he averted his gaze. Although Long Mo didn't look at him once during the whole process, the corner of his mouth slightly turned up when Shu Yue averted his eyes.