Lin Yu poked Ying'er on the forehead with his finger:
"Cut the crap!"
"What did you use to open the door?"
Ying'er blinked and spread her hands innocently:
"What do you mean?"
"Master, your door wasn't even locked!"
"I just... walked right in."
As she spoke, she even demonstrated by lifting her leg in a walking motion.
But as she kept miming the steps, she noticed Lin Yu still holding his hand out, refusing to withdraw it.
Lin Yu: "..."
Mo Shangying: "..."
The room fell into silence again.
Lin Yu wouldn't feel at ease until he got hold of whatever tool she'd used to open the door.
What if someday he had someone in his room, getting intimate, and then—
The door suddenly swung open from the outside!
Wouldn't that scare the living daylights out of him?
He had to prevent such a disaster at all costs.
The two stood in a stalemate for a while longer.
Finally, Ying'er sighed in defeat:
"Fine, fine. I knew the moment I showed up unannounced today, I'd have to hand it over."
"My prank didn’t even work, and now I just wanted to keep it a little longer!"
"Consider it a little gift for you, Master."
Then, under Lin Yu's watchful gaze, Ying'er reached into her collar.
From some hidden depths, she pulled out a cylindrical object resembling a marker pen.
Lin Yu took it and removed the cap at the tip.
Inside, it looked more like a screwdriver—except without the threaded end.
Just a slender little spike.
"This thing... can open doors?"
Lin Yu asked skeptically.
Mo Shangying explained:
"Master, try pressing it."
Lin Yu did as instructed.
Around the base of the spike, tiny movable protrusions emerged!
Lin Yu's eyes widened as he tested it repeatedly.
The protrusions seemed to adjust automatically to pressure, shifting positions dynamically.
No wonder!
No wonder she had managed to open his door so easily.
This was eye-opening!
Even professional locksmiths he'd hired before never had tools like this!
Lin Yu gasped:
"It can do that?!"
Ying'er grinned mischievously:
"Heh, a universal key I picked up from the black market."
"Don’t worry, Master. I was just curious if it really worked as well as the seller claimed."
"I’ve only tried it on your lock and mine. You know me—I’d never do anything illegal."
Lin Yu didn’t doubt that for a second.
The fact that she’d used it on him meant Ying'er had already accepted that her "tool of mischief" would be confiscated.
She was just a little bummed her prank hadn’t landed.
To prevent any repeat incidents, Lin Yu decisively pocketed the universal key.
In his hands, this troublesome gadget would cause no further problems.
Given his skills and circumstances, he had no need for it anyway.
If he wanted to open a lock, he didn’t need a key in his pocket.
A universal key?
He’d had one all along!
"So, you came this early just to give your Master a little present?"
"Appreciate the thought. Now, I need to finish getting ready."
"If you're bored, make yourself at home."
"Snacks and drinks are where they always are—you don’t need my help, right?"
With a carefree wave, Lin Yu turned away to resume his morning routine.
[Ding!]
[Masterpiece move! The Saint’s indulgence and affection toward his partner deepen her devotion!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Being treated so casually made Ying'er feel completely at ease.
Coming to Lin Yu’s room was no different from returning to her own—zero hesitation.
This, more than anything, resonated with her deeply.
"Hehe, I knew you’d be the best, Master."
"That’s why I came so early—I’ve got great news for you!"
Lin Yu rummaged through his closet, pondering his outfit for the day.
Ying'er’s so-called "great news" didn’t faze him.
What kind of good news could it be?
As long as it wasn’t some massive headache, he’d take it.
He had zero expectations that his troublemaker disciple would bring him anything worthwhile.
"Wow, really? I’m so excited."
"What’s the news? Did you get a second universal key?"
Lin Yu’s reply was half-hearted, his back still turned.
Ying'er plopped onto Lin Yu’s bed, crossing her legs with a playful smile:
"Master, do you want a wife?"
Lin Yu froze mid-motion. Slowly, he turned to face her—
His gaze dropped to her pale legs peeking from under her nightdress...
Lin Yu tugged at his sleeve and stripped off his pajama top.
"You should’ve led with that!"
"I knew the moment I saw you this morning that you were asking for a lesson!"
"Next time, just say it straight. No need to waste time beating around the bush."
"We’ve got until 8 a.m. to head downstairs—let’s make this quick."
With that, he pounced on Ying'er like a starving tiger.
"Ah—!"
Caught off guard, Ying'er was instantly subdued.
Then, in silent understanding, the two rustled and squirmed until they were both bare.
As Lin Yu launched his relentless assault, Ying'er seemed to have something to say.
But Lin Yu deliberately denied her the chance—
Every time she tried to speak, he intensified his attack.
After several minutes of this tussle, just as things were about to escalate, Ying'er finally snapped back to her senses.
Gasping, she pleaded:
"Master, wait, wait!"
"I’m not going anywhere, no need to rush..."
"I wasn’t talking about me!"
Lin Yu braced his hands against the bed:
"???"
"Not you? Then who?"
Judging by Ying'er’s expression, she wasn’t joking.
Lin Yu’s instincts screamed that this wasn’t simple.
She’d done something bad again!
Sure enough, she reached into her collar once more—this time retrieving her phone.
Lin Yu: "..."
Just how much did Ying'er’s storage pouch hold?
Why did it seem like she could pull out item after item endlessly?
But that wasn’t the main concern right now.
The real issue was definitely on that phone.
As expected, Ying'er unlocked it without hesitation and opened a chat app.
Displayed on the screen was a conversation between "ZerO" and "Maomao."
A glance at the timestamps and the opening lines made everything click for Lin Yu: "!!!"
This little brat had been impersonating him, chatting with Maomao from late last night until dawn?!
Any lingering desire vanished instantly.
A chill shot down Lin Yu’s spine as he recoiled from Ying'er, scrambling to the side.
He snatched the phone and scrutinized the messages, reading every word and emoji with paranoid attention.
This rebellious disciple!
How dare she pull such a dangerous stunt behind his back?
Helping her own man hook up with another woman?
Ying'er really knew how to play games!
...
(Bonus chapter delivered! That’s all for today’s updates. Goodnight, everyone!)
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