What's the Matter

After exchanging gifts, they strolled around casually once more—this time as a group of four, which gave a different vibe compared to earlier.

The journey was filled with laughter and chatter, with nothing seeming amiss.

Before long, night had fallen, and Su Luo and the others had their fill of fun.

For Su Luo and his companions, traveling at night posed no issue.

However, spotting a high-end inn along the way, Su Luo thought Little Yu might not have experienced such luxury before and decided to take her there.

Without hesitation, Su Luo booked four rooms in a grand gesture.

That night, as Su Luo prepared to rest in his room, Yun arrived.

Su Luo asked, "Is something the matter?"

"Nothing, just here to see you."

"If you have something to say, go ahead. I’ve set up a soundproof barrier here."

Since Yun had come alone, Su Luo knew there must be a reason. He immediately activated the highest-grade barrier, ensuring even a Demon Lord couldn’t eavesdrop.

After a long pause, Yun finally spoke softly, "How do you see me?"

Lately, she had been feeling pressured by Jiang Ningshu, worrying about the consequences if her true identity were exposed.

Su Luo, however, countered with a question, "Have you been acting a little strange lately?"

"Not really."

Su Luo smiled faintly. "Don’t worry. I can tell you plainly—as a subordinate, you’ve more than met expectations."

Initially, Su Luo had planned to operate solo within the Heavenly Demon Sect. But Yun had unexpectedly entered the picture, and while he hadn’t paid her much mind at first, over time, she proved herself in every aspect, earning his satisfaction.

Now, Yun was someone he deemed worth protecting.

Su Luo wasn’t a heartless man.

"What if I’ve been keeping something from you?"

Su Luo chuckled inwardly. Hiding something? Sorry, but your identity as a spy was exposed long ago.

"So that’s what’s bothering you. Don’t fret. Everyone has their secrets—I still trust you."

His confidence stemmed from the belief that he held all the cards.

Yun hesitated, then said, "I hope you won’t resent me when the truth comes out."

"Don’t be so pessimistic, Yun. Let me be frank—even if you make a move, it won’t affect me."

His words were calm and assured.

Su Luo didn’t believe Yun could influence his plans in any meaningful way. Even if she tried, her cultivation level limited her impact.

Moreover, with his growing strength, he had the power to correct any deviations in the grand scheme.

The more confident Su Luo appeared, the guiltier Yun felt. She fell silent, unsure how to respond.

Then, a knock sounded at the door.

"May I come in?"

Jiang Ningshu knew Yun had come to see Su Luo, assuming it was just casual conversation. But why hadn’t she left after so long?

Suspicious, Jiang Ningshu decided to investigate—partly out of curiosity, partly to see what Yun was up to.

Yun stood abruptly. "I’ll hide somewhere."

Su Luo was baffled. "Why?"

"I’d rather not be seen by the Demon Lord right now. We’ve been at odds lately."

Truthfully, Yun also wanted to eavesdrop on Jiang Ningshu’s late-night visit.

"Is it really that serious?"

Su Luo had noticed some tension but hadn’t realized Yun’s professionalism as a spy was slipping.

Shouldn’t a spy avoid conflicts with the Demon Lord?

Before he could say more, Yun dove under the covers of his bed.

Fine, let her be.

"Come in."

The moment Jiang Ningshu entered, her eyes swept the room, finding no trace of Yun.

If Yun truly wanted to conceal herself, even Jiang Ningshu would struggle to detect her.

She considered probing further but held back—it would be impolite with Su Luo present.

"What brings you here so late?"

"Nothing much. Just wanted to check on you."

Su Luo felt like he’d just had this same conversation moments ago.

"I heard you and Yun have been clashing. What’s the reason?"

Originally, Su Luo hadn’t planned to intervene, but with both parties here, resolving the issue now seemed ideal.

Letting Yun overhear Jiang Ningshu’s thoughts might help him mediate later.

"Why don’t you ask her?"

"Be the bigger person. Tell me."

"If I say it, she’ll only resent me more."

Seeing Jiang Ningshu’s reluctance, Su Luo sighed. I’ll address this another time.

"I’d prefer if you two could get along."

"Don’t worry. I can’t do anything to her anyway."

"Don’t joke—you’re the Demon Lord."

Though they’d maintained a surface-level harmony these past days, hierarchy remained. Jiang Ningshu was still the Demon Lord.

Su Luo, with his strength and future potential, could jest with or even disregard her.

But Yun? Not so much.

Jiang Ningshu sighed. "Does the title even matter anymore? Look at how easily you handle me."

"Don’t slander me. I’ve never tried to ‘handle’ you."

"That hurts even more. Do I not interest you at all?" As she spoke, Jiang Ningshu took a step closer.

Under the covers, Yun glared. Shameless.

At that moment, Jiang Ningshu spotted her.

Yun didn’t flinch, meeting her gaze defiantly.

She hadn’t expected to stay hidden long—someone of Jiang Ningshu’s caliber would notice eventually.

Before Su Luo could reply, another knock came.

"Su Luo, are you asleep?"

Su Luo was speechless. What’s with tonight? Usually, sharing a room while traveling is normal, but why is everyone gathering here now?

"It’s Little Yu. I’ll hide," Jiang Ningshu announced suddenly.

"Why? We’re not doing anything wrong."

"It’s better this way. I don’t want her misunderstanding."

"You’re overthinking. Little Yu wouldn’t jump to conclusions. Hiding would make it harder to explain."

What’s going through their heads? Su Luo couldn’t comprehend.

Yet Jiang Ningshu slipped under the covers before he could stop her.

Su Luo watched, expecting the two women to emerge immediately after discovering each other.

But there was no movement.

Really? Not a single word?

Unbeknownst to him, they were already whispering fiercely.

Jiang Ningshu smirked. "Well, well. What are you doing here?"

Yun shot back, "None of your business."

"Did I interrupt something?"

"Yes. Maybe you should leave."

"Tch. And what identity are you using for your little escapade, hmm? ‘Yun’?"

Yun trembled, struggling to contain her fury. She hadn’t been this provoked in years.

But she held back—Little Yu was here too.

Su Luo stared at the motionless bed. Are they seriously not embarrassed?

He couldn’t wait any longer. Little Yu had been kept waiting too much already.