The Master's Mask Unveiled Again

Chapter 266: Chapter 265: Director Qi didn’t catch even a single strand of hair

Fate is just so ineffable.

When Xiao Qimo came to inspect the first-year section, Mo Nie also timed his arrival to class 25 perfectly.

Before he even got close, he heard the shocking news, and saw his master, whose spirit was utterly shattered.

His face, as tough as a slab of iron, swiftly went through a gamut of emotions, unable to contain itself any longer.

Lu Mian took a leave of absence?

Lu Mian wasn’t at school?

So his whole day’s reporting of the schedule…

Mo Nie sucked in a breath of cold air, ready to kneel before Xiao Qimo right then and there.

Kneel down… Is it still… possible?

Xiao Qimo had nothing left to misunderstand, his beautiful fingers took off his gold-rimmed glasses, pulled out a white handkerchief to wipe them, his movements neither hurried nor slow, elegant and poised.

Once he had wiped them clean, he casually said to Ding Cai, “Don’t break the rules,” and walked past his subordinates with dangerous, deliberate steps towards the stairs.

Mo Nie followed, matching his pace step by step.

Ding Cai watched the backs of the two men, scratched his head, and with a silly and sweet pat on his chest, he laughed.

As long as it wasn’t about Lu Mian, it was okay.

“My Lord…” Mo Nie followed him downstairs, not even daring to breathe too heavily.@@novelbin@@

Ye Jinwen, who was waiting downstairs, seeing the master and servant come down together, joked unexpectedly and humorously, “Wow, what a coincidence, you two are going to pick up Lu Mian? Where’s Little Mianmian?”

Mo Nie greeted Ye Jinwen with a bow, begging him to stop talking.

Lu Mian wasn’t there, and they hadn’t even received a single hair from her!

Ye Jinwen, not quite understanding, saw Xiao Qimo’s chilling aura and handsome face, the facade of elegance and composure had fallen away, replaced by an ostensibly indifferent but soul-chilling, horrifying presence.

He just stood there, thinning the air invisibly, layer by layer, until everything within a twenty-meter radius had plunged into a dark ice cellar.

Ye Jinwen looked around and covered his mouth in shock.

This melon… is a bit too scary to chew on.

“My Lord…” Mo Nie pleaded for mercy.

Xiao Qimo stayed silent for a long while, looking at him with extreme indifference and a hint of disappointment. After a long silence, he finally spoke faintly, “So, you’re betraying me?”

“My Lord, I wouldn’t dare! I was wrong!” He actually kneeled down, his tone begging.

His overconfidence and negligence, his fabricated intelligence, his obedience in appearance but defiance in secret, these were all big taboos by the Shadow Guard’s code.

But how could he know that Lu Mian would unexpectedly take the day off today!

“Go take your punishment yourself,” Xiao Qimo said calmly.

“My Lord!” Mo Nie stood frozen on the spot.

Ye Jinwen shuddered as well.

Brother Seven’s entourage included a team called “Mo Ying,” meaning it was a group of Shadow Guards belonging personally to him. These Shadow Guards were trained year-round and their strength and abilities were not to be underestimated, especially those he kept by his side were extremely trusted.

And with Brother Seven saying those words, it more or less meant that Mo Nie’s career as a Shadow Guard was completely over, and even worse… execution might await him.

Brother Seven’s regard for Lu Mian far exceeded his anticipation.

Ye Jinwen, feeling sympathetic, quickly tried to smooth things over, “Brother Seven, let’s not talk about that for now. Do you want to give Little Mianmian a call first?”

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Lu Mian was also hurrying back, although she could have stayed another day, and Old Man Yun had repeatedly asked her to stay, she still promptly embarked on the journey home.

After getting off the plane and turning on her phone, she received a call.

She adjusted her sunglasses, her lips curving up unconsciously, “Director Qimo?”

“You didn’t come to school today?” The man’s voice, through the receiver, softly and lightly reached her ear, giving Lu Mian a sense of long-lost familiarity.

She let out a soft “Ah,” tinged with a bit of softness and laziness, warmth trickling gently through her heart.

The man said lightly, “Where are you now? I’ll come pick you up for dinner.”