You Are Not Mu Jin

The sound of soft footsteps came from the door, and Shang Xing quickly closed the cabinet. Just as he finished, Yan Di Xia stepped into the room. "Brother Jin, neither of the two rooms on the right has the Xichang Stone..."

He saw Shang Xing holding a black obsidian. "If you've found it, let's head back."

The two returned to the flight wings, and in just a short while, they arrived at the Imperial Academy. Less than two hours had passed from the time they left for Wu Planet until they returned. Shang Xing breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, the time was short, and Ling Gong hadn't actually gone to Wu Planet to pick him up.

Yan Di Xia placed the Xichang Stone into a metal box and handed it to Shang Xing. "Please trouble Brother Jin to submit the Xichang Stone to His Majesty."

Shang Xing weighed the box; it wasn't too heavy or too light, just right. Hearing this, he nodded. "I will go to the Imperial Palace tonight to deliver the Xichang Stone to His Majesty."

Yan Di Xia lowered his head slightly. The gentle sunset glow cast a shadow on his profile, making him look exceptionally tender. He said softly, "Do you really have to go to the Imperial Palace tonight?"

Shang Xing frowned and asked in confusion, "Can I not go tonight?"

Yan Di Xia looked deeply at Shang Xing, his hands interlaced. "We haven't seen each other for a long time. I want to be with you tonight. Can you wait until tomorrow to go to the palace?"

Shang Xing felt a headache coming on. No matter what, he couldn't stay with Yan Di Xia for long. Ling Gong was too powerful and hid himself too deeply; Shang Xing couldn't let him discover the General's "infidelity." Shang Xing said apologetically, "His Majesty's mission is more important."

Yan Di Xia remained silent, quietly opening the door of the flight wings and standing outside without leaving, his eyes looking piteously at Shang Xing inside. Shang Xing only wanted to get away from Yan Di Xia; he waved goodbye and piloted the flight wings away. Thus, he didn't see that as the flight wings flew into the distance, the deep affection in Yan Di Xia’s eyes was instantly replaced by cold composure.

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Shang Xing stood before his own front door but didn't dare to open it. He had thought about it for a long time on the flight wings. Ling Gong was a person of volatile temperament. He decided to return home for a while and go to the Imperial Palace tomorrow. His finger rested on the fingerprint lock, but he couldn't bring himself to press it. How should he face Ling Gong?

Before Shang Xing could figure out how to deal with Ling Gong calmly, the door opened, and the delicious aroma of food wafted from the crack. "You're back." Ling Gong looked at the person outside the door and spoke softly.

Shang Xing couldn't help but assess Ling Gong. Ling Gong was wearing a small bear-patterned apron, his dimples making him look innocent. A Ling Gong wearing an apron and cooking was far too gentle, while the Ling Gong who held a long blade and killed was far too dominant and cold. Two such extreme personalities were concentrated in the same person.

Seeing Shang Xing standing motionless, Ling Gong took his hand and pulled him inside. In the middle of the living room, the dining table was already set with various dishes. Shang Xing said, "I'll hire a nanny later. You don't need to cook anymore; you can rest more."

Hearing this, Ling Gong replied, "There's no need. I like cooking for you."

Shang Xing thought for a moment. "Didn't you say you wanted to go to Wu Planet to pick me up?"

Ling Gong smiled. "I really wanted to pick you up, but I don't have my own flight wings. How could I get to Wu Planet?"

Shang Xing looked at Ling Gong’s honest face, speechless. Ling Gong was a member of the KILL organization; he didn't believe for a second that he didn't have his own flight wings. It was just that as a "househusband," he really didn't have one because the General didn't allow it.

The two finished dinner in silence. Ling Gong went to wash the dishes, and Shang Xing returned to the bedroom. He took off his coat and collapsed onto the bed. Too much had happened today, from the assassination attempt to the search for the Xichang Stone on Wu Planet.