Chapter 75: Does Sister Qiang Really Not Like Me?
After a round of prodding and questioning with Hong Que, Xie Qiang finally confirmed that Sen Ji had indeed lost his memory. He currently believed he had just come of age, awakened as an SSS-class Sentinel, and become engaged to the Imperial Princess.
“The Zerg Queen’s pheromones have this kind of side effect? That’s ridiculous! Are you sure he’s not faking it?”
Hong Que stared at Sen Ji with deep suspicion. Seeing Sen Ji flash a smile that looked friendly on the surface but was actually dripping with provocation and hostility, Hong Que covered his mouth and whispered into Xie Qiang’s ear, “Was he always this arrogant when he was young? He looks even more cocky than I am.”
Xie Qiang replied, “If you were an SSS-class Sentinel, you’d be even cockier than him.”
Hong Que let out a tsk. “Fair point.”
Watching the two of them with their faces almost touching, Sen Ji narrowed his eyes in displeasure. “Do you two always stick that close to each other?”
Hong Que arched an eyebrow, a mischievous glint flashing in his golden eyes. He reached out and draped an arm over Xie Qiang’s shoulder. “That’s right. We’ve been close since we were kids. In the entire Capital, I’m the only Sentinel she plays with!”
Xie Qiang: … By ‘play,’ do you mean the way she used to ride you like a horse and set your hair on fire?
“Is that so?” A pensive look crossed Sen Ji’s face. He propped his head on his hand, tapping his temple lightly with his finger. “Then it seems you and Sister Qiang share a ‘true friendship.’ After all, if it were me, I certainly wouldn’t be content just being friends with her…”
The smile on his lips held a touch of mockery. “And I wouldn’t stand by and watch my own brother crawl into her bed to be a nameless little lover, either.”
Hong Que’s face darkened, and he snapped back angrily, “So what? You have the title, but Xie Qiang doesn’t even like you!”
Sen Ji’s expression turned cold instantly. His gaze turned dangerous as it locked onto Hong Que’s, their eyes clashing in mid-air like flying sparks.
Xie Qiang silently scooted her chair back a bit, trying to distance herself from the war zone.
But clearly, someone wasn’t going to let her stay out of it. The eighteen-year-old Sen Ji was sharp-tongued and biting; Hong Que was no match for him. In a fit of frustrated rage, Hong Que grabbed Xie Qiang’s arm, wanting her to back him up. “Xie Qiang! Tell him! Tell him you don’t like him at all!”
Xie Qiang: “Uh…”
“Does Sister Qiang really not like me?”
Sen Ji rested his chin in the girl’s palm, his lips pouting slightly. On his handsome, valiant face was a look of dejection and fragility—like a wounded Forest Tiger King being bullied by a pack of beasts. it was a sight that inspired pity, making one unwilling to let him suffer defeat.
Xie Qiang felt her palm itch. Seeing his pleading and aggrieved expression, she cleared her throat and turned to Hong Que. “Stop making a scene with him. He’s a patient right now.”
“I’m a patient too!” Hong Que grumbled loudly. “I was the one he beat up! It still hurts!”
“I’m truly sorry; I didn’t realize you were so weak.” Before Xie Qiang could speak, the blonde man opposite them spoke with a face full of guilt. “It seems that since I’ve only just awakened as an SSS-class Sentinel, I didn’t understand the power gap between me and an S-class. I didn’t realize I was being so heavy-handed…”
Hong Que was nearly dying of rage. He lunged toward Sen Ji, shouting at the top of his lungs, “You weren’t ‘just awakened’! You’re a 224-year-old old man—!”
Sen Ji’s body jolted. The expression on his face began to crack, bit by bit. “224 years old…?”
“Oh my goodness!”
A female voice rang out. Shu Fenghua walked over quickly, looking at Hong Que and then at Sen Ji in confusion. “Why are you all here?”
After Hong Que left, she couldn’t stop worrying, so she followed him. She hadn’t expected Hong Que to be so fast; she couldn’t catch up and had to ask the security staff to find out he had gone to the canteen.
But why were Sen Ji and the Princess here too?
And what was this talk about just awakening as an SSS-class Sentinel?
Xie Qiang shook her head, then gestured with her eyes toward Hong Que, signaling silently: Take Hong Que away first.
Shu Fenghua nodded. She also wanted to figure out what was going on, so she immediately grabbed Hong Que’s arm and pulled. “Inspector Hong Que, Sentinel Mo needs you to head over.”
“Tsk.” Hearing that Mo Yin needed him, Hong Que could only glare fiercely at Sen Ji. “You wait until I get back!”
He was determined to shatter this guy’s unrealistic fantasies and make him face the reality that he was just a disabled old Sentinel!
After Hong Que was dragged away, Xie Qiang turned to Sen Ji and spoke gently, “Don’t hold it against him. He’s in a bad mood because you just beat him up, and besides, he’s the one who risked his life to bring you back and found me to save you.”
The man lowered his eyes, looking somewhat dejected and depressed. “Am I… really 224 years old?”
Xie Qiang felt a bit bad, but she nodded honestly. “Mm.”
“I see.” Sen Ji fell into silence. He lowered his head and began to eat without another word, but he didn’t let go of the girl’s hand for a second.
224 years old… so he really was the old cow eating tender grass.
But since she had agreed to the marriage, she must be relatively satisfied with him, right?
After all, his qualifications were there—the Empire’s only SSS-class Sentinel. On that point alone, he could crush any other Sentinel.
So what if he was old? Being older had its benefits. He had more experience, more knowledge, and a steadier temper—unlike that little bird from earlier, who was noisy and childish to the core.
The man slowly shed his youthful air. He sat back, crossing one leg over the other in a forced attempt at maturity, and looked at the girl. “Is there anything you like?”
He’d buy everything for her later.
His Guide deserved to have the most and the best of everything—himself included.
Sen Ji couldn’t help but curl his lips, staring at the girl with eyes full of affection.
Xie Qiang looked at him in confusion, unable to fathom the purpose behind his question. After a moment’s thought, she answered, “Fluffies.”
“Then you can touch mine.” Sen Ji immediately poked out his fluffy tiger ears. He took her hand and placed it on his head. “You can touch them as long as you want. It’s fine even if you rub the fur off.”
Xie Qiang was slightly startled. Looking at the man being so proactive, her heart felt like a spilled jar of mixed emotions.
Before his memory loss, he had been so resistant to her. She had worked so hard for so long and could only touch his ears during deep purification. Yet now that he had regressed to his teenage self, he was so eager to please her.
Xie Qiang bit her lip, a flicker of anticipation rising in her heart. “Why are you willing to let me touch them?”
“Because you’re my fiancée~” Sen Ji smiled brilliantly. Realizing he was acting “unsteady” again, he immediately pulled back his smile and pressed down his lips in a forced show of calm. “Isn’t it only natural for a Sentinel to let his Guide touch his beast ears?”
Xie Qiang: “…”
It was just because of such a simple reason? What on earth was I expecting!
Xie Qiang yanked her hand back, her small face devoid of expression. “Don’t talk to me anymore.”
“Huh?” Sen Ji looked up blankly, not understanding why she was suddenly angry. “Why?”
Xie Qiang’s brows curved slightly as she revealed a soft, warm smile. “Because you won’t be my fiancé for much longer.”
Once the wormhole is completely cleared and destroyed and I get the right of succession, I’m dumping you (=^ェ^=)~
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