The Anarchic Consort

“When all of you left, you were in a group of six,” Tu Sufeng paused, “Coming back, however, all of you came back separately, and now the other two are not even here yet. Who can give me a reasonable explanation as to where the two of them are?”

For a brief moment, Yun Biluo simply stared, tongue-tied.

Helian Wei Wei quickly spoke up, “It was me who forgot to report. Little Seven is too young, so after completing the assigned task, he followed the Third Prince home to sleep. Young Master Han has some post-cleaning tasks to do, so as to return things to their original state, that way absolute secrecy can be achieved. Young Master Han is the most suitable person for the job.”

“Very well.” Tu Sufeng nodded and looked up to meet Yun Biluo’s gaze. “There has to be a problem with the person the Battle Spirit Forces had you all to investigate; if there weren’t any problems they wouldn’t even have asked you to do anything. The key thing is whether you managed to find out where the problem with Murong Hongtu lies. Clearly, you did not obtain any information at all.”

“We…” the two young masters began, anxious to explain.

Tu Sufeng, however, cut them off. Slowly, he said, “Young Master Liang, Young Master Lee, you might know these two.”

With that, Tu Sufeng peeked behind himself and ordered, “You can come out now.”

“Alright,” a sloppy voice replied.

Helian Wei Wei glanced toward the direction of the voice to see a man with refreshing features. He paced toward them, his figure and appearance illuminated beneath the trembling lights in the night.

As the person revealed himself, the expressions of the two young masters immediately turned sour.

The two exchanged a worried glance in a panic, guilt sprawled over their transparent faces.

Yun Biluo was kept in the dark, unknowing to whatever happened.

By now, the smile plastered on Tu Sufeng’s face had already disappeared without a trace. “I have already warned you, again and again, not to expose your identity to any single souls, or uncover any information relating to the Battle Spirit Forces, but clearly, someone casually ignored my warnings.”

Upon hearing this, the two young masters fell back into their seats with a loud thud. “How could it be? How could this person show up here?”

“Did you think that I wouldn’t send people to tail you while you’re on missions?” Tu Sufeng brushed his cold gaze over them and continued, “Every single one of you has your very own test; just because you were separated from the group and were threatened with a knife, you easily betrayed the Battle Spirit Forces. We do not wish to have people like you on the Battle Spirit Forces. Mei, bring these two downstairs and wipe off their memory.”

The man called Mei let out a sinister chuckle and proceeded to lift the two with ease. “Come on, you two childish cowards.”

Yun Biluo was placed in a daze by everything happening before her eyes and felt slight dizziness in her head. However, as long as it was not her being escorted, everything else simply did not matter.

“Miss Yun.” Tu Sufeng shifted his gaze from the two screaming and squirming men to Yun Biluo. “Your performance is barely satisfactory, but you’ve managed to pass.”

Upon hearing this, the corners of Yun Biluo’s thin lips curled upward into a beautiful arc. She turned to look at Helian Wei Wei, revealing a smug look on her face.

However, what she had not expected though, was Tu Sufeng’s next statement. “The best results holder for this time’s test is still Wei Wei. Wei Wei, you can keep the prize.”

“Okay.” Helian Wei Wei’s emotions did not seem to falter.

On the other hand, Yun Biluo’s smile seemed to have stiffened, her face muscles rigid and twitching. Very awkwardly she bit her bottom lip and managed to force a smile. In an instant, she had returned to her original elegant state. She raised her cup into the air, “Congratulations, Wei Wei.”

Helian Wei Wei did not refuse. She tossed over an interesting glance then slightly raised her cup in response and downed the contents of her teacup. She commented with her faint and flat tone, “It seems like Miss Yun’s memory isn’t exactly great. I’ve mentioned before that we’re not very close, so don’t call me ‘Wei Wei’ anymore.”

After saying that, Helian Wei Wei did not care whether Yun Biluo was depressed like a lost teenage girl again. She directly turned to Tu Sufeng and said, “If the dean has nothing else to address, I’ll take my leave now.”

They had gone back and forth for an entire night, and throughout the whole night, they had already gotten into two fights.

Besides, these people were all difficult to deal with.

Especially Murong Hongtu who was possessed by that baby – he made Helian Wei Wei exceptionally uncomfortable.

She even wondered whether His Highness would directly finish her if one day, he discovered that she had also made use of someone else’s body.

Seeing her yawn twice in a row, Tu Sufeng decided not to stop her from asking about the hidden army. Since he returned with a smile, it simply meant that her results were satisfactory.

Watching the two of them ignored her, Yun Biluo’s fingers tightened their grip around her white handkerchief. Her face was rigid and slightly pale, her beautiful, bright irises trembling, as she turned to look at Tu Sufeng with a pitiful expression.

However, Tu Sufeng did not even try to catch a glimpse of her. He kept his head low, keeping himself busy with official duties.

“Dean,” Yun Biluo waited for Helian Wei Wei to disappear out of her sight before beginning. “Is it true that the Retired Emperor does not like me being by His Highness’ side?”

Tu Sufeng put down the brush in his hand and looked over at her faintly. A few simple words were all he said, “This is the camp of the Battle Spirits Forces, not a place for discussing private affairs. What’s more, regarding this kind of matters you should directly approach the Retired Emperor.”

Yun Biluo naturally knew the appropriate time to advance and retreat. Hearing the words fall from Tu Sufeng’s lips, she hastily suppressed the lump growing in her throat and revealed a forced smile across her face. “I see. I’ll be making a move as well now, you should rest early too, Dean.”

Tu Sufeng nodded and watched as Yun Biluo’s silhouette disappeared from his view. His long brows crinkled slightly.

He wondered what his cold nephew thought of Yun Biluo.

At this point, the number of versions of rumors was simply unrealistic and it was a pain in the neck to decide which to believe.

But the one thing he could be sure of was that the cold boy would not be affected personally by the appearance of anyone.

It seemed as though this time the calculations and predictions of the Murong Residence contained an error…

Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the Southern City District.

Emperor Murong listened to his servant’s report, the muscles in his entire face beginning to twitch with anger. “Good? The Third Prince is good? Who does he think he is, simply holding someone captive?! The Retired Emperor has spoiled him so much that he thinks he’s not bound by any laws anymore! I will enter the palace right now and report to the emperor! The Murong family has three generations of loyal ministers – if the Third Prince wishes to catch people at his will then he has to give me an explanation!”

“The, the empress has already been informed,” the servant stuttered, “but the emperor simply allows this, and no one knows why.”

Emperor Murong was taken aback. “The emperor allows it?”

“Yes,” The servant lowered his gaze.

Emperor Murong was still not fully convinced.

Just then, an elegant voice resembling the breezing wind sounded from within the study, its tone neither cold nor warm. “I’ve told you, he’s difficult to deal with – you should know by now.”

Upon hearing this voice, Emperor Murong’s face dropped. He dismissed the servant and opened his mouth, “Master…”