Let's get down to business

Li Siyi and Nangong Xiyun soon arrived at Purple Light Mountain.

There, they found Su Luo massaging Little Yu with one hand and Jiang Ningshu with the other.

Both Little Yu and Jiang Ningshu had their eyes closed, wearing expressions of pure relaxation.

It was just an ordinary massage.

Nangong Xiyun landed and immediately quipped, "How could you leave me out of such a good thing?"

"I don’t have any hands left now," Su Luo replied.

"I wouldn’t mind if you used your feet," Nangong Xiyun shot back.

"You really aren’t picky, are you?"

Su Luo found the whole exchange absurd.

One mind, three tasks?

Su Luo could manage it, but there was no need.

As for why Su Luo was massaging them in the first place—

Originally, Little Yu had been the one giving Su Luo a massage, but her technique was lacking.

So, Su Luo decided to demonstrate.

Little Yu instantly felt the difference in skill and sighed, realizing how much she still had to learn.

But instead of rushing to practice, she begged Su Luo to keep going.

Truthfully, Su Luo had massaged Little Yu before, but each session felt like a brand-new experience.

Little Yu never grew tired of it—being close to Su Luo was always a joy.

Jiang Ningshu, who happened to be nearby, naturally couldn’t let herself miss out.

She immediately declared she wanted in on the fun.

Su Luo had no objections and decided to show off a little, giving them an extraordinary experience.

And so, the scene unfolded.

Nangong Xiyun promptly lay down nearby, waiting for her turn.

Seeing this, Li Siyi couldn’t stand being the only one left out.

She had been swamped lately, both before and after battles—she deserved some pampering too.

Su Luo’s hands had just paused, and yet here they were, lining up for more. Did they even know how much effort a full session took?

Still, he soon resumed—it wasn’t a big deal.

"Siyi," Su Luo said, "don’t you have something to tell me?"

He was referring to why everyone seemed to think he was on their side—even Lin Xuan genuinely believed Su Luo was one of them.

"After the massage," Li Siyi replied.

"You’re really going to keep me in suspense?"

"Who knows? If you get upset, you might refuse to massage me."

"I’m not that petty."

"Hard to say."

Woman, you’ve successfully caught my attention.

At first, Su Luo hadn’t thought much of it—he never cared how others perceived him.

Even if they misunderstood him, as long as the outcome remained unchanged, he was merely curious.

But now that Li Siyi had teased him, his interest was piqued. Would he really get emotional?

As if anything could faze him.

Su Luo didn’t press further, patiently continuing the massage. He’d hear the explanation afterward.

Along the way, he shared some techniques.

Teaching them now meant he’d reap the benefits later.

Just imagine—all four of them massaging him at once...

Now that was a pleasant thought.

However...

"You’re never satisfied, are you?"

No matter how long he massaged, they showed no signs of stopping.

The moment one side was done, the other demanded more.

"Can’t help it—your skills are just too good," Nangong Xiyun chuckled.

"That’s enough," Su Luo declared, finally lying down himself.

Little Yu, ever attentive, moved to his side, eager to demonstrate what she’d learned.

Li Siyi and Nangong Xiyun joined in, but they had been too busy enjoying themselves earlier to pay attention—their technique was nowhere near Little Yu’s.

Honestly, it felt like they were just groping him for fun.

As for Jiang Ningshu—she didn’t even pretend. She simply clung to his arm and stayed still, contributing nothing to the massage.

But Su Luo didn’t mind. Closing his eyes, he marveled at how quickly his earlier fantasy had come true.

Mmm, not bad at all.

It was as if he were floating on an ocean, his entire body melting into relaxation.

Wait... wasn’t there something important he was supposed to remember?

Something absolutely crucial...

Ah... what was it again?

No matter how hard he tried, it wouldn’t come to him.

Never mind.

No—wait.

Su Luo sat up abruptly. "Let’s get to business."

The others didn’t hesitate, quickly settling into a circle.

Jiang Ningshu, though unsure if it concerned her, decided to listen in.

"Go ahead," Su Luo said.

Li Siyi didn’t beat around the bush. "Simply put, you’ve been labeled as a mole for the Seven Stars Sword Sect within the Heavenly Demon Sect. Everyone admires your dedication to infiltrating the enemy."

"A mole? Me?"

Su Luo pointed at himself in disbelief.

The word had never crossed his mind in relation to himself.

"Since when was I a mole?"

"You weren’t. But I can fabricate it. As a Seven Stars Sword Sect elder, if I say you’re a mole, then you’re a mole."

"Pfft. Even if you say that, they wouldn’t just accept it without proof. What ‘merits’ could you possibly cite?"

Su Luo doubted Li Siyi’s word alone could convince everyone.

He hadn’t done anything for the Seven Stars Sword Sect—were they all fools?

"What do you mean ‘no merits’? There are plenty."

Li Siyi began listing them off: "You exposed the Heavenly Demon Sect’s spies within the Seven Stars Sword Sect. You leaked their invasion plans. And then there’s all the intel on their operations..."

The list went on and on.

Su Luo grew more confused with each point. When had he ever provided such information?

Jiang Ningshu, listening in, looked equally stunned. "So you joined the Heavenly Demon Sect with that goal in mind?"

Seriously, was everyone a mole these days?

Jiang Ningshu couldn’t help but wonder if the Heavenly Demon Sect was just a front for undercover agents.

"No, absolutely not. I have my own reasons for doing things, but none of them involve being a Seven Stars Sword Sect spy."

Then it hit him.

Early on, he’d known Li Siyi had strange dreams—could she have foreseen the plot of this "novel"?

To justify her sources, she pinned everything on him?

The more Su Luo thought about it, the more sense it made.

He voiced his theory: "So you just dumped all the credit on me?"

"Only half right. Actually, it was our master who first suggested you were a mole. I just ran with it."

Li Siyi herself had been shocked when she first heard it.

Su Luo turned to Nangong Xiyun.

Nangong Xiyun, who had been quietly enjoying the drama, suddenly found herself in the spotlight.

After a moment’s thought, she nodded.

Back then, she had told the sect leader that Su Luo was her plant within the Heavenly Demon Sect.

She needed an excuse for her intel, and that was the one she’d used.

"I think that’s right. I did say that."

"Why?"

"Because you and Li Siyi were close back then. Plus, I didn’t think you were that bad. But I only mentioned it once—Li Siyi handled the rest."

Afterward, Nangong Xiyun had become "A-Yun," staying by Su Luo’s side and paying little attention to sect affairs.

Now Su Luo understood.

Nangong Xiyun had planted the seed, and Li Siyi had spent years building his "legend."

No wonder everyone treated him like an ally.