Chapter 95

*Somewhat explicit intimate scene warning

In reality, Cen Zhen had no intention of playing  ‘Overbearing Guide’s Little Sentinel’, or rather, his words had no real meaning at all. He simply said them casually to connect the dots and break the silence.

He hadn’t expected Lian Yu to be so quick-witted. In the blink of an eye, he was already planning how to make Fan his grandson while simultaneously oscillating between S and B, completely unfazed by the thought of himself becoming a complete SB idiot.

Back in the familiar White Tower dormitory, Cen Zhen felt a rare moment of detachment. The scene of him studying at his desk while Lian Yu idly playing and daydreaming behind him seemed like ages ago.

Zhou Qingchang had been urging him to go see him from the moment he received Cen Zhen’s message. Just as Cen Zhen’s leave notice status was marked complete, Zhou Qingchang’s call arrived the very next moment.

However, it was Lian Yu who answered the call. “He’s in the shower.” Lian Yu pointed behind him. “We’re tired and need to rest. We have things to do tomorrow… actually, we don’t feel like doing anything tomorrow either. Let’s talk about it the day after tomorrow.”

“……” Zhou Qingchang felt something was wrong. He thought for half a second, then suddenly realized: “Lian Yu, you’re a Sentinel, why are you in the Guide’s dormitory? Even if you two are certified, no Sentinel is allowed to enter the Guide’s dormitory area!”

In response, Lian Yu hung up the video call without mercy. Thinking back, that last look he gave still held a hint of arrogance as if saying, ‘Hmph, what can you do to me?’

“……” Sensing a serious challenge to his authority, the White Tower Student Union President immediately contacted the Tower Student Union President, Qu. In a flash, the two of them planned a surprise discipline inspection of the Guide dormitory. From the initial planning to the gathering of personnel to everyone’s assembly at the base of the White Tower dormitory, it took no more than twenty minutes. It was a well-trained operation, designed to take the enemy unprepared.

Of course, they fail to catch Lian Yu. However, they apprehended many other scoundrels instead. Most of the “criminals” were upper-classmen A-rank or higher Sentinels; after all, less capable ones wouldn’t have been able to infiltrate.

Cen Zhen truly looked exhausted. He was still slightly damp in his pajamas as he calmly stepped aside to let the seniors from the Student Union’s Discipline Department in. Without even asking what they were up to, he sat down bleary-eyed on the edge of the bed.

In theory, Cen Zhen and these individuals were colleagues and members of the Discipline Department. Unfortunately, he was currently a prime suspect in harboring a criminal, so there was no place for him in the law enforcement team.

The room was spotless, without even a hint of the Sentinel’s pheromones. Cen Zhen yawned, looking bone-tired and utterly sleepy.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Qingchang knew Cen Zhen was truly worn out, so he stopped bothering him. He left the remedial courseware Cen Zhen had forgotten about for the past month and departed.

Qu was completely baffled as to where that brat Lian Yu had hidden. Even a mouse couldn’t hide as well as he. In fact, even Cen Zhen didn’t know where Lian Yu had gone. He only knew that when he came out of the shower, the Sentinel taking up so much of his space had suddenly vanished, not a shred of his spiritual energy left behind.

And then, before he could react, the student union suddenly arrived, their momentum as fierce as if they were apprehending a true criminal. Cen Zhen naturally understood that Lian Yu had deliberately gone into hiding.

About half an hour later, Lian Yu, the culprit responsible for the downfall of several Sentinel seniors, leisurely appeared on Cen Zhen’s balcony. He probably would never learn to use the door ever, and would always enter and exit through windows.

Cen Zhen felt the bed sink to a heaviness, then Lian Yu’s distinctive scent lingered in his nose. His voice echoed in his ears, “Get up! Have dinner before you go back to sleep.”

“……” Cen Zhen’s brows furrowed slightly, a rare display of childishness, not wanting to respond. A normal person, seeing their lover so adorable, would considerately let him sleep a little longer, but Lian Yu was no ordinary person. He excitedly climbed onto the bed, hovering over Cen Zhen. Seeing the Guide still motionless, he eagerly leaned down and kissed Cen Zhen’s neck.

Finally, Cen Zhen fought to open his eyes with great will when he felt a warmth on his lower body. He struggled, but failed miserably. The Sentinel always knew when to be gentle and when to be aggressive. Cen Zhen was forced to endure what could only be described as poor service provided by Lian Yu. Of course, if his skills were superior, he would have been even more troubled.

“Hmm?” Lian Yu held it in his mouth and went to the bathroom to spit it out. As he rinsed his mouth, he asked loudly, “How does it feel?”

He felt drained… Cen Zhen silently put on his pants and stood up to sit at his desk. “Not very good.”

“It’s my first time, so it’s normal not to be so good.”

“You’re quite good at making excuses.” Cen Zhen opened the dinner Lian Yu had packed back from his ‘escape’—a steaming bowl of noodle soup. The perfect warmth instantly made up for Cen Zhen’s stomach, which had been craving after eating more than ten cold sandwiches in a row.

“You talk like you’re good at it…”

“I’ll let you try it next time.”

“Really?” Lian Yu poked his head out from the bathroom door with a delighted look. Cen Zhen picked up a handful of noodles with chopsticks and said, “Next time, for sure.”

After rinsing his mouth, Lian Yu went into the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he saw Cen Zhen throwing out the trash, brushing his teeth, and getting ready for bed. He quickly reached over and took a compatibility test.

“Your compatibility with the other party is 89.02%.”

“Tsk!” Lian Yu slammed his fist against the bed in disbelief. “Why?!”

Stomach filled as well as human desires met, Cen Zhen was utterly sleepy. Even if his compatibility instantly dropped to 20.98% right this moment, he would push it aside and sleep on it.

Lian Yu, the troublesome old man who had slept for decades, was still incredibly energetic. He pondered and decided it was best to give sex a shot first.

“Cen Zhen,” before Lian Yu finished, his vision went dark. Cen Zhen, with the power of the spiritual link, had blocked his vision.

“…Understood.” Lian Yu silently closed his mouth.

*

The uproar caused by Cen Zhen and Lian Yu entering the top 10 ranking in the melee competition during the qualifying tournament a month ago slowly dissipated over the past month. When they returned to the classroom after the holiday, most students were focused on final exams and level assessments. Only Cen Zhen’s deskmate offered a token congratulations and asked where he had been since taking such a long break.

“…I visited the Interstellar Police branch,” Cen Zhen said casually.

“Are you thinking about working for the Interstellar Police? My goodness, you’re already thinking about your future after graduation?” The deskmate was clearly good at expanding context. “Oh no! I’d rather be a mercenary, walking the fine line of morality. Won’t that make us enemies in the future?”

“You’re thinking too far ahead.”

The student sitting in front suddenly swung into the discussion: “I’m so looking forward to your level assessment. An S-level physique Guide, only one could be seen in a century, this will surely stun those guild supervisors!”

His words garnered the approval of half the Guides in the room. The person sitting at the back excitedly chimed in, “Those guild Sentinels and Guides are just taking advantage of the extra years of supplements. They always look down on us, despise us, call us the dainties of the White Tower, and say they’d rather hire a dog than students like us. Just imagining how impressed they’d be by you, Cen Zhen, makes me sleepless with joy!”

“……” Cen Zhen silently flipped open his textbook, pretending he didn’t exist.

Of the various subjects, driving was Cen Zhen’s worst. Luckily, he’d been given an exemption chance at the match-making gathering, and he used it without hesitation.

Pan felt that this was wrong and advised him earnestly, “Cen Zhen, the more you avoid it by taking shortcuts, the less progress you’ll make. In the White Tower, it’s just a course, but after graduation, it’s a necessary skill. Imagine if one day you have to drive yourself…”

“Then just commit suicide,” Lian Yu replied with equal seriousness on Cen Zhen’s behalf. “For him, when it comes to driving, the choice between lingering on and giving up shouldn’t be much different.”

“Mind your own business.” Cen Zhen peeled a soft-boiled egg and stuffed it into Lian Yu’s mouth with a firm, unyielding attitude. Seeing this, YaoJin couldn’t help but laugh. He put down his jelly-filled nutritional supplement and said to Lian Yu in a serious tone, “Lian Yu, what you said is extremely inappropriate. The correct answer should be: There’ll be no such scenario. As Cen Zhen’s Sentinel, I will never leave him for even a moment, and I will never let that happen!”

Pan immediately applauded YaoJin, his cheeks flushed red, as if YaoJin had just spoken to him.

Lian Yu’s mouth was blocked by the egg, making him unable to refute. He could only roll his eyes in choking pain. Cen Zhen, rarely seeing him so embarrassed, couldn’t help but tease him, “That’s the standard answer, did you hear? That’s why he’s the male lead, and you’re just the villain.”

“……”

YaoJin and Pan both thought Cen Zhen used the words ‘male lead’ and ‘villain’ as a joke and laughed along unknowingly.

Unexpectedly, Cen Zhen’s teasing resulted in Lian Yu not appearing even after nine o’clock that evening. Cen Zhen had no choice but to put down the courseware and remotely contact YaoJin, asking him to check on Lian Yu in his dorm. He wasn’t worried about Lian Yu getting into trouble—It’s considered lucky if he didn’t get anyone else in trouble. Cen Zhen was worried that if he didn’t go comfort him, Lian Yu would feel so deeply wronged, and if he lost control because of it, the entire Tower would suffer.

But Lian Yu was not in the Tower dormitory. When he didn’t want to reveal his whereabouts, Cen Zhen really had no way to find him.

After waiting for about an hour, Cen Zhen sent Lian Yu a message:

—Where are you?

Thirty seconds later, Cen Zhen sent another message:

—Come back soon

Perhaps because those three words were so soft, Lian Yu’s reply was swift:

—The villain isn’t going back. You and the male lead should be together.

Cen Zhen’s lips curled into a smile, a gentleness in his eyes that he himself hadn’t noticed.

—You’re the villain in the novel, but the male lead in my life.

—So come back soon.

There was no reply for a long time, but less than five minutes later, the balcony window opened, and a figure shrouded in night leaped in, accompanied by a spirited golden lion.

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Original Author’s Note:

YaoJin: blablabla

Pan: Well said! YaoJin is awesome!!!

Cen Zhen: Learn from him.

Lian Yu: You should learn too!