566. The Male and Female Thieves

At the entrance of Heaven Treasure Restaurant.

Dugu Yan walked out with her head lowered, holding her forehead.

Following behind her was Yu Feng, his chest looking as if three large lumps had grown on it.

"Sister Yan, don't walk so fast! What if someone tries to rob me?"

"How would I know what to do?"

Dugu Yan shrugged and distanced herself from Yu Feng—she didn’t want to be embarrassed.

Yu Feng followed closely, looking around warily.

"Sister Yan, I feel like I blacked out from drinking... I think I saw Miss Rong Rong clinging to a man, and beside them was an old woman with white hair."

Dugu Yan's expression turned odd as she glanced behind her.

"Where would an old woman with white hair come from?"

"Right next to that man! Sure, he's handsome, but his taste is way too heavy—old and young, all included!"

Before Yu Feng could finish speaking, he yelped in pain.

Immediately clutching his money pouch tightly, he raised his head, his face full of vigilance.

"Who’s there?"

"It’s me!"

Dugu Yan scolded him in annoyance.

Yu Feng, still hugging his money, didn’t have a free hand to scratch his head.

He asked in confusion, "Sister Yan, why did you hit me all of a sudden?"

Dugu Yan looked smug.

"If you blacked out, don’t talk nonsense. Where did you see an old woman?"

"Huh? Did I really black out?"

Yu Feng raised an eyebrow, then nodded firmly.

"I must have remembered wrong. With how much money Miss Rong Rong has, why would she need to please a man?"

"Huh? Sister Yan, wait for me!"

——

When Xiao Wu and the others finished their gathering,

Qin Ming had already settled Tang San and his group in a courtyard on the west side of the main academy district.

Each person had their own private room.

The quarters even came with a large reception area, and all the living essentials were brand new.

The accommodations were far superior to Shrek Academy.

Not only were the teachers satisfied, but Tang San and the others were also pleasantly surprised.

"Teachers, rest assured and stay here for now. Once I coordinate with the higher-ups, we can discuss the details tomorrow."

Qin Ming looked at Flender and the others, his face full of anticipation.

Being able to work alongside his mentors was naturally a great honor.

"Qin Ming, you've really outdone yourself—what a well-arranged setup!"

Zhao Wuji laughed heartily.

Flender glanced at Yu Xiaogang, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Then we'll wait here for your good news."

——

Meanwhile,

At the Crown Prince's residence, Qian Renjue had snuck in purely through his own strength.

Swish!

Just as he teleported into the study, a stern male voice rang out.

"Who goes there? Such audacity!"

"Sister, stop messing around."

Qian Renjue straightened up, only to be greeted by a ball of paper flying toward him.

Splat!

It smacked him in the face, his brow twitching slightly.

"Hmph! Didn’t you say it would take a long time? Yet you still try to act smug in front of your sister."

Qian Renxue sat there, propping her chin up with a playful smile.

Her golden hair and eyes, combined with her slightly flushed holy features, made her look breathtakingly beautiful.

"I didn't do that kind of thing with Lingling."

Qian Renjue replied irritably.

"Oh~ is that so? As long as it doesn’t harm your body, it's fine."

Qian Renxue's face carried a hint of allure, her voice soft and uncertain.

Her gaze started to drift.

If it really lasted that long... should she tell their mother to give Jue some extra nourishment?

What if those women outside were only thinking about their own pleasure and not taking care of him properly?

"Sister."

Qian Renjue slowly stepped forward, sitting on the desk and waving his hand.

"Sister, what are you thinking about?"

"Huh? N-nothing."

Qian Renxue snapped out of her thoughts, shaking her head as she averted her gaze.



"Sister, are you thinking about whether everything is ready?"

"Everything is set. We'll act tonight. First, let's go take control of Xue Beng."

Qian Renjue said proudly.

Qian Renxue's expression turned serious as she stood up. "Then let's set off now."

"Alright!"

"By the way, what about that woman?"

"Lingling said she'd help watch over her for a while and pick up Snow Empress after we're done."

"Is that so? She's quite considerate."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly, offering a small compliment.

Of course, she knew why Ye Lingling had stayed behind with Snow Empress.

But Qian Renxue didn't care.

As the rightful empress, she had the right to manage the imperial harem, which made things easier for her.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Qian Renjue looked up in confusion as Qian Renxue suddenly stepped onto the desk.

"Just watch."

Qian Renxue smiled, then turned her back to Qian Renjue and let herself fall backward.

"Ah—!"

Qian Renjue was startled and quickly reached out, catching her securely in his arms.

"Haha, not bad!"

Qian Renxue cupped his handsome face, her laughter soft and charming, her breath warm against his skin.

"Sister, stop playing around with me like this."

Qian Renjue scolded her while lifting his flushed face, still holding her in his arms.

"Hmph! I do as I please. Besides, I never told you to catch me."

Qian Renxue huffed lightly, leaning lazily against Qian Renjue's chest as she issued commands.

"Xue Beng is currently in the manor, enjoying some music."

"Let's move out immediately!"

——

In no time, two shadowy figures appeared outside the walls of the Fourth Prince's residence.

Qian Renjue scanned the surroundings cautiously.

A graceful figure climbed onto his shoulders, stepping on him to vault over the wall.

Even though he was on the verge of godhood, already a Level 98 Titled Douluo, here he was—sneaking around like a common thief.

His face turned red, and his heartbeat quickened.

Not because he was excited by the act of sneaking in, but because of something else entirely.

As the hem of a dress brushed over his head and the small foot that had pressed on his shoulder disappeared over the wall, Qian Renjue tilted his head back, his face full of awkwardness.

Dragging him—the dignified Holy Son of the Spirit Hall—into such childish antics was one thing.

But wearing a dress while climbing walls?

That was just ridiculous.

Who was really the older sibling here?

"......"

Qian Renjue covered his face, feeling like a thief, and reluctantly raised his hand.

Qian Renxue grabbed it and pulled him up.

The two of them landed inside, immediately pressing their backs against the wall, staying close together—shoulder to shoulder.

"Jue, you don't seem very happy to play with your sister?"

"That's not it. I'm just worried about being seen."

"If someone sees us, we can just kill them. We're just playing around, it's not like we're weak."

"That wouldn’t be right."

"Hmph! I get it, I was just joking. I won’t kill needlessly."

"Sister, someone’s coming this way."

Qian Renjue warned, his tone cautious.

"Should we squat down, lie flat, or climb back out?"

"Pfft!"

Qian Renxue couldn't hold back her laughter.

She glanced at Qian Renjue’s serious side profile.

He clearly didn't want to play this childish game with her, yet he was still cooperating fully.

She couldn’t resist.

Leaning close to his ear, she murmured softly:

"Jue, how do you want to climb over this time? Want to sit on your sister's shoulders?"

"Let’s just lie low."

Qian Renjue’s ears burned, his face heating up as a faint dampness touched his cheek.

"Never mind then, I'm done playing."

Qian Renxue smirked, biting her lip slightly as she withdrew her playful demeanor.

"Let's just sneak in and take action directly."

"Got it!"

Qian Renjue nodded, wiping his face as he swiftly darted forward.

Qian Renxue followed closely behind.

Before long, the two intruders had taken over the Fourth Prince’s residence, securing Xue Beng.

And from there, they began setting up not-too-excessive obstacles for Tang San.