CHAPTER 669: CHAPTER 537: HER FIRST CITY

This indeed allowed the latecomers from the Ghost Sect and Jin Wu Old Monster and others to pick up a ready-made bargain.

After clearing the corpses and remains from the city and checking the assets of the Mercenary Alliance, Ye Lingyue received the Imperial Decree from the court and rightfully became the City Lord of Mercenary City.

Once Ye Lingyue became the City Lord of Mercenary City, her rise brought her close friend Lan Cai’er with her, who shamelessly obtained the position of Deputy City Lord.

This made Yan Jiu depressed.

He originally planned that after this mission, he would take Lan Cai’er back to Yan City and handle their marriage matters.

Little did he know, after Lan Cai’er became the Deputy City Lord, she became incredibly busy daily, with hardly any time left for intimacy with him, let alone following him to Yan City to manage its affairs.

"Am I being petty? Lan Cai’er, don’t you know best whether I am a man or not, a few days ’without discipline,’ and you’ve grown bold." Like an eagle catching a chicken, Yan Jiu picked up Lan Cai’er and strode out.

The latter’s face turned beet red, clearly understanding the implication of Yan Jiu’s words.

Having been a bachelor for over two decades, Yan Jiu, after tasting the pleasures of men and women, could not wait to be with Lan Cai’er every day.

Thinking back to that night, Lan Cai’er suffered greatly, and only Yan Jiu benefitted, adamantly refused to do it again.

This was utterly torturous for Yan Jiu.

No matter what, he wouldn’t let Lan Cai’er go this time.

"Damn Yan Jiu, put me down. Ling Yue, save me... save... mmph." Eventually, Lan Cai’er’s voice seemed to be muffled by something and slowly became silent.

Inside the City Lord’s Mansion, Ye Lingyue wore a helpless expression.

Yan Jiu and Lan Cai’er were both not young anymore.

Although Yan Jiu was the City Lord of Yan City, he was undoubtedly someone worthy of lifelong commitment, the only concern being his identity.

She could also see that her sister liked Yan Jiu. Thus, she had secretly written a letter back to Xia Capital, informing her adoptive parents about Lan Cai and Yan Jiu, believing that with her adoptive father’s fiery temper, he might soon come storming into Mercenary City.

"We’ve come to bid farewell." It wasn’t long after Yan Jiu carried Lan Cai’er away when Bo Qing and Dao Ge also arrived, but they were here to say goodbye.

One of the reasons Bo Qing came to Mercenary City was to make himself stronger and defeat Wu Zhong.

However, he realized that even so, he still couldn’t surpass Wu Zhong.

This made him determined that the next time he encountered Wu Zhong, he would not lose.

"Thirteen, I will definitely come back for you. Before I return, you must not marry or fall in love with anyone else, especially those with despicable appearances and malicious hearts who are also arrogant and proud." Bo Qing, oblivious to the glaring Wu Zhong beside him, couldn’t help but gently grab Ye Lingyue’s hand.

Although he also knew Ye Lingyue’s real name, unlike others, Bo Qing liked to call Ye Lingyue ’Thirteen.’

Because Ye Lingyue is everyone else’s Ye Lingyue, but Thirteen is his and only his Thirteen.

The Thirteen in the Taiyi Secret Realm, who carried him on her back, facing life and death without abandoning him.

"Hmph." Wu Zhong sneered.

Ye Lingyue glared at him discontentedly.

This man, ever since returning from Purple Bamboo Ridge, had been sulking, as if someone owed him a large sum of money.

"Bo Qing, I promise you, I will never fall in love with that hideous, malicious, and arrogant person you described." Ye Lingyue gritted her teeth as she spoke.

With a bang, the table and chair beside Wu Zhong were smashed to pieces.

"This is the good Thirteen I know. Thirteen, I will be back soon." Bo Qing’s smile was as bright as blossoms.

Behind him, Dao Ge’s gaze was somewhat lost.

He didn’t see Lan Cai’er; even at the moment of parting, she still didn’t want to see him.

After saying farewell to Bo Qing and Dao Ge, Ye Lingyue escorted them out of the city.

Above the tall city gate, Ye Lingyue watched the figure of Bo Qing gradually disappear.

Bo Qing must have hidden something.

Thinking back to the red-haired Bo Qing, and his bloodthirsty appearance, Ye Lingyue’s brows furrowed.

To her, Bo Qing was sincerely good-hearted; although she did not harbor romantic feelings for him, there was definitely a friendship.

"Do you like that boy?" Wu Zhong eerily appeared behind her. "Ye Lingyue, your affections are indeed capricious, adding Bo Qing now to the list with Feng Xun and Xiahou Qi. It’s ridiculous how that fool Feng Xun is still naively waiting for your response."

Bo Qing spoke sourly; he couldn’t be clear whether the sarcastic remark was meant for himself or for Feng Xun.

"Wu Zhong, show some respect; not everyone is as cold-blooded and numb as you. Also, Feng Xun is not worthless. If you continue to spout nonsense, I’ll have you thrown out of Mercenary City immediately." Ye Lingyue was inexplicably infuriated.

Their cold war had been ongoing for many days.

Whenever Wu Zhong saw her, he would mock her, and she would retort sharply. In Yan Jiu’s words, they were like two hedgehogs who, once too close, would end up hurting each other.

"Ye Lingyue, you are like an ungrateful wild wolf. You rely on the fact that I like you and won’t dare to do anything to you, right? Once used, you kick away? What do you think I, Wu Zhong, am?" Wu Zhong’s gaze darkened, and he grasped Ye Lingyue’s wrist tightly.

"Wu Zhong, you dare to talk about love? The most hypocritical person in the world is you. If you truly loved me, why wouldn’t you even have the courage to face me with your true self?" Ye Lingyue’s wrist felt like it was going to break from his grip, angering her as she scratched Wu Zhong’s face with her fingers.

Damn Wu Zhong, always hurting her with words, making her seem like a flighty woman.

She admitted, she indeed still felt torn between him and Feng Xun.

But regarding Xiahou Qi and Bo Qing, she had never deliberately provoked anything.

Ye Lingyue did not have the habit of growing her nails, but this scratch was fierce.

A deep mark immediately appeared on Wu Zhong’s masked face.

"How dare you scratch someone? Ye Lingyue, you’re truly seeking death." Wu Zhong, enraged, grabbed Ye Lingyue like grabbing a little chicken, flipping her body over and harshly pressing her down onto his thigh. Punishingly, he ground his firm thigh muscles against Ye Lingyue’s soft chest.

Ye Lingyue was in so much pain that tears were about to come out. She kicked and struggled to break free from Wu Zhong’s hold.

From her tempting mouth, she spat out curses at Wu Zhong one after another.

It was tough for her, and tough for Wu Zhong too. Ye Lingyue was indeed the person he liked, yet due to his agreement with Feng Xun, he couldn’t lay a hand on her.

Wu Zhong’s breathing became erratic, and suddenly he embraced her, biting down hard on her pale and slender neck, blood surged forth, and Ye Lingyue cried out in pain.