NOVEL NEXT chapter 246
24. Poor Mu En Campbell!
Mu En opened his eyes.
This was already the umpteenth time he had awakened from a brief slumber.
It had only been a single day, yet he felt as though he had lived through a century.
At this moment, it was already the morning of the second day, or perhaps noon. Bright light streamed in through the glass window, illuminating Mu En’s profile, as if it were the holy light cast down by a great deity.
His expression was clean and pure, his lake-like eyes devoid of any trace of desire.
Even though the silver-haired girl was beside him, rustling as she put on her clothes, the springtime beauty she revealed was particularly enchanting, yet he had no desire to even turn his head to glance.
Ha, women.
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.
The allure of women was merely a stumbling block hindering a man’s growth.
He did not need it.
He looked down upon it.
He had long seen through it.
At this moment, even if a hundred beauties stood before him, naked and posing seductively, his heart would not stir in the slightest.
He had long since taken refuge in the great saint…
…Well, actually, he was just completely drained.
This time, there was truly not a drop left.
Recalling the passion of last night, Mu En felt a pang of tears welling up, his eyes wide open like a dead fish, filled with humiliation and helplessness.
Three whole hours!
He had actually been pinned down and ravaged by the girl for three hours!
Three hours of madness and devastation, like a storm, had stripped him completely bare.
What came out afterward was basically like water.
Despite having rested for so long afterward, when he opened his eyes, he found himself still in sage mode.
Is there still any justice in this world?
Is there still any law of kings?
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Aren’t you just a little stronger than me, a little more domineering, a little more noble?
What’s there to be proud of? If it weren’t for my earlier exhaustion and poor condition, I could definitely…
“How much longer are you going to sleep?”
At that moment, the girl had somehow appeared beside Mu En, lightly kicking his arm with her toes, her voice cold as she said,
“Can’t you get up? Do you need me to help you?”
“Who… who can’t get up!”
Mu En was furious at her words, springing up like a carp, though his legs felt a bit weak, his vision slightly blurred, and his waist nearly gave out…
But at least he couldn’t lose face.
Mu En puffed out his chest, raised his head, glaring fiercely, and declared with authority:
“I’m perfectly fine now!”
“Is that so?”
Celesia raised an eyebrow, saying little more, turning to start tidying up the mess.
Last night’s madness had left the entire room in disarray.
As Mu En looked at Celesia’s delicate face, he suddenly found himself momentarily dazed.
He had to admit, despite the lingering effects, everything that had happened last night was indeed exhilarating.
At that moment, the girl’s lofty demeanor, her unrestrained gallivanting, her unabashedly sweet cries, and just as they were about to reach the peak of desire, the girl’s endless icy plains melted once more, transforming into a spring tide that nearly drowned everything…
Just thinking about it made Mu En’s sage mode, which no hundred beauties could shake, show signs of faltering.
Yet, at this moment, Celesia had returned to the familiar cool demeanor that Mu En knew.
She appeared aloof, her movements graceful, though her steps were somewhat awkward, occasionally revealing a pain she didn’t seem to know the source of, her brows slightly furrowed. But dressed in a light-colored gown, walking through the chaos of the room, she still resembled a noble queen surveying her domain.
Even when she accidentally stepped on the stains from last night’s frenzy, her expression didn’t change in the slightest.
It was as if she didn’t care at all about what had happened the night before.
Mu En didn’t know whether Celesia’s initiative last night was the result of residual alcohol and uncontrollable desire, or if the girl truly harbored different feelings for him. But the way she now acted as if nothing had happened was undeniably disheartening.
“But do you really not care?”
As he looked into her eyes, now frozen with ice, making it hard to glimpse her true thoughts, a bold idea suddenly formed in Mu En’s mind.
“Why not test the waters?”
Without hesitation, he got dressed and stepped closer to Celesia, a smile suddenly spreading across his face.
“Celesia~”
“What is it?”
“I have something to say to you.”
“What is it?”
“Let me get a little closer, and I’ll tell you.”
Mu En walked right in front of Selisia, so close that they could smell each other’s breath.
But Mu En was still not satisfied. He slowly leaned down, cautiously assessing Selisia’s expression as he drew nearer.
At this distance, Mu En could easily kiss the girl’s tender lips with just a tilt of his head. For this princess, who usually kept even the likes of Wei Er at bay, this was a realm not to be invaded.
Yet Selisia did not refuse. It seemed she was completely unconcerned about the man’s proximity; she was simply displeased with Mu En’s slow movements, her delicate brows furrowing as she said:
“Just say what you need to say, don’t waste time!”
“What I want to say is…”
Seeing this, a slight smile curved at the corners of Mu En’s mouth. He affectionately leaned close to Selisia’s ear, mimicking the tone from last night, and softly said:
“…Ah~”
As the words fell.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Mu En, puzzled, straightened up and looked at Selisia.
Then, the smile on his lips froze.
Because at this moment, on the girl’s silvery skin, large patches of crimson began to emerge.
Those crimson hues spread across the high-cold girl’s entire pretty face like clouds igniting in the evening sky, even her swan-like neck turned a rosy red.
Exceedingly charming and cute.
But the price of that cuteness was… in the depths of her eyes, beneath a layer of icy coldness, a molten surge of embarrassment… and murderous intent began to coalesce.
Wait, I had no idea the reaction would be this strong!
Mu En’s body trembled with fear, and he immediately shouted in a desperate attempt to remedy the situation:
“I was joking! I didn’t mean to tease you, I just…”
It was already too late.
A tremendous force suddenly slammed into Mu En’s abdomen, nearly popping his eyeballs out.
And in the split second before he flew back, Mu En heard Selisia’s words filled with shame and anger:
“Mu En Campbell, forget about what happened last night!”
“If you can’t forget, I’ll help you forget!”
“Using physical methods!”
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“It’s already been a whole night!”
Outside the door, watching the sun gradually rise, Veer felt a wave of anxiety wash over her once more.
She fidgeted with her fingers, calculating:
“By the time, the president should have regained consciousness, right? But if he’s awake, why hasn’t he called me to open the door? This formation can’t block the sound stone.”
“Or could it be that something unexpected happened?”
As if a thought struck her, Veer instinctively covered her cherry lips with her small hand and gasped:
“It can’t be…
Mu En Campbell has been killed!”
At this thought, even though she didn’t particularly like Mu En Campbell, Veer felt a surge of panic. She hurriedly activated the formation.
But before she could open the door, there was a loud bang, and a figure crashed through the door, turning into a fleeting shadow as it flew out.
The figure slammed headfirst into the courtyard wall, then was buried under the collapsing bricks, leaving only a graceful backside exposed.
“Is this… Mu En Campbell?”
Veer instinctively widened her beautiful eyes.
From his aura, he seemed to be alive.
But why did he suddenly fly out at this moment?
Could it be… he was ruthlessly tormented by the president all night?
Images of Mu En Campbell being whipped by Celicia, suspended in the air, flashed through Veer’s mind, causing her cheeks to flush. She instinctively turned to look inside the room.
Then she couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
The room was a complete wreck; tables, chairs, and stools lay shattered all over the floor, and even the large bed she had specially prepared for the president had completely collapsed.
What kind of intense battle must have taken place for the room to end up like this?
Thinking of this, Veer couldn’t help but glance back at the figure buried beneath the rubble, a glimmer of pity-filled tears welling in the corners of her eyes.
“How pitiful, Mu En Campbell… you must have suffered a lot last night.”
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