Although a snake’s scales were not as precious as dragon scales, they were still not easily shed, especially once its physical form had fully matured.
Up to this point, Yu Qinghan had only ever shed a single scale, and it happened to be from the region near his heart. He had kept it safely stored away inside a treasure box all along.
Now, his little disciple was actually asking for his scales.
Yu Qinghan looked at Wen Xu in silent contemplation, watching those large eyes blink repeatedly. The long and curled eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly, while his gaze remained bright and clear, resembling brilliant stars.
His palm-sized face was both fair and soft, currently flushed with a faint pink hue that made it look just like a peach.
Facing a little disciple as soft and cute as a tiny rabbit, Yu Qinghan genuinely found it difficult to refuse.
However, these scales were special and could not be casually given away.
“So that is how it is? This disciple actually thought that snakes shed their scales right along with their skin. It was this disciple who was too abrupt. Shizun, please do not mind it; just pretend this disciple never said anything!”
Wen Xu’s voice was soft and sweet, a light, obedient smile gracing his face without the slightest trace of disappointment.
Yu Qinghan’s heart instantly softened. After pondering for a moment, he spoke in a calm tone, “I cannot give you the scales for now, but Master will allow you to select a high-grade magical artifact from my private treasury as compensation for the fright you suffered today.”
Hearing this, Wen Xu’s eyes lit out brightly. Without even asking if it was true or false, he exclaimed excitedly, “Then this disciple thanks Shizun in advance!”
“Let us end here for today. Rest for the night to recover your strength, and come find me at Feiyu Palace tomorrow.” As soon as those words fell, Yu Qinghan vanished from the room.
Wen Xu paused for a moment before muttering under his breath, “He really leaves in a hurry.”
Today had truly been thrilling, though. He never could have imagined that Yu Qinghan would actually turn out to be a snake. If he had known beforehand, he would have listened to his friend’s spoilers.
Wen Xu checked his favorability points and health points. In this short span of time, they had risen considerably, and his health points had already reached 10!
Going at this rate, he would achieve eternal life very soon. He needed to keep up the good work!
With a sudden surge of excitement, Wen Xu moved a bit too abruptly, instantly feeling a wave of pain wash over his neck. That was when he remembered being bitten by Yu Qinghan earlier, prompting him to quickly get out of bed and walk over to the mirror to take a look.
Two distinct red dots marred his fair neck, surrounded by a faint, spreading redness.
The mere memory of that moment sent lingering fear through Wen Xu. He had truly thought his neck was going to be snapped off, and he had no idea how Yu Qinghan had managed to return to normal afterward.
And besides, if Yu Qinghan was going to lose control, why did he have to kiss him?!
Wen Xu touched his own lips, still feeling a slight numbness on his tongue. As he thought about it, his lips involuntarily puckered into an expression of utter dissatisfaction.
This was the first kiss of his entire life! It had just been ruined like that by Yu Qinghan. Though, given Yu Qinghan’s peerless appearance, being forcibly kissed meant he didn’t exactly suffer a loss.
Still, what kind of sense did it make to be kissed by a man?!
Furthermore, back then, Yu Qinghan…
Puckering his lips, Wen Xu felt immensely aggrieved. He still needed to hurry up and change his trousers to wash them clean.
His backside needed a wash, too.
There was a basin of water right in the room, so Wen Xu wasn’t particularly picky. He planned to simply wet a piece of cloth from the wooden rack, make do with a quick wipe-down, and call it a night.
He immediately stripped off his trousers.
Whether his brain had short-circuited or not, Wen Xu actually brought his underpants up to his nose and took a sniff.
He discovered that the scent was completely different from a normal man’s underwear it wasn’t unpleasant at all, and was actually somewhat intoxicating.
“A-Xu, Master…”
Yu Qinghan’s voice abruptly cut off. He stared at the little disciple sitting on the edge of the bed with bare legs, holding and sniffing a pair of trousers, a rare look of utter astonishment appearing on his face.
Hearing the voice, Wen Xu instinctively raised his head, freezing in shock the moment he saw the abruptly materialized Yu Qinghan.
“Shizun?”
“Master truly never would have imagined that you, my disciple, would harbor such… peculiar fetishes.”
Wen Xu blinked, lowering his gaze to look at the underpants in his hand. In an instant, he understood what Yu Qinghan’s words implied. His face flushed bright red, and he immediately tossed the underpants aside.
“Shizun, please listen to my explanation! This is a misunderstanding! This disciple is not a pervert!”
Holy crap, why did Yu Qinghan have to come back?! And why did he have to walk right through the door without making a sound? Didn’t he know how to knock first?!
Wen Xu felt like he wanted nothing more than to die on the spot.
“Cough.” Yu Qinghan’s pair of habitually aloof black eyes carried a hint of elusive amusement. “There is no need to be nervous. Everyone has their own little fetishes; Master will not say anything about it.”
Wen Xu was on the verge of tears as he grievance-strickenly stammered, “Shizun, this disciple really does not have this kind of fetish! This is completely a misunderstanding!”
Yu Qinghan glanced down at his little disciple’s legs. The limbs, concealed only by a light upper garment, were tender, white, and slender without a single flaw, resembling the finest mutton-fat jade.
The texture of the skin looked remarkably similar to that adorable, palm-sized face. He wondered if the tactile feel was just the same as well…
Cough!
Realizing what he was thinking, Yu Qinghan’s expression shifted slightly, turning cold in an instant.
Wen Xu: “?”
What was wrong with Yu Qinghan? Why did his expression look so strange?
Following the direction of the other’s gaze, he looked down at himself, finally laying eyes upon his bare legs. His face flared red once more.
Damn it, he had forgotten he wasn’t wearing any trousers!