With lightning speed, Li Yuheng raised his hand to cover Shu Bai's face, deftly turned the person around, and hoisted him onto his shoulder, his movements fluid and graceful.
He steadily supported the person on his shoulder with one hand, casually put the other hand in his pocket, and said lightly to Li Qiyang, "My wife."
His eyes clearly said: Look at you, you shameless person, I don't know where you get the nerve to stare at my wife.
Li Qiyang tilted his head, unwilling to give up, wanting to take another look.
Although I only caught a blurry glimpse of his profile, it looked like a man no matter how you looked at it!
Seeing this, Li Yuheng frowned and cursed inwardly: Damn it!
Still watching? Still watching?! Is this never going to end?!
Good heavens, this Deng'er never does anything that involves people.
Li Yuheng immediately stepped aside, completely blocking Shu Bai's view. He raised his chin slightly, his eyes filled with a warning and a hint of murderous intent, and said in a chilling tone, "Li Qiyang, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have a problem with your brain?"
Li Qiyang: "...?"
He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to refute it.
Li Yuheng continued, "Where are your eyes looking? If you keep looking, I'll gouge out your eyeballs and soak them in alcohol."
0090: […Your Highness, what's the panic?]
Li Yuheng mentally retorted fiercely, "Panic? Am I panicking? I'm acting in self-defense! My wife is so beautiful, how can I let this kind of trash look at her even twice?"
0090: [...]
Shu Bai's voice came from Li Yuheng's waist: "Put me down."
Li Yuheng didn't move an inch, instead tightening his grip on her arm, a smile playing on his lips: "I won't let go~"
Shu Bai's face was directly facing Li Yuheng's lower back, his eyes lowered, making it impossible to see his expression.
But Li Yuheng clearly felt the fabric at his waist being gripped tightly.
Li Qiyang rubbed his hands awkwardly and chuckled dryly, "Master, I'm sorry, I was just curious..."
"What's the point of having police if an apology is enough?" Li Yuheng turned to Li Qiyang, his lips immediately curving into a smile.
Li Qiyang swallowed hard. "Master, I didn't mean to disturb you and... uh, your wife." He carefully chose his words. "I just barely managed to escape, and then I saw you..."
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow, his tone icy: "Oh? So what? You want me to praise your top-notch escape skills?"
Li Qiyang was rendered speechless by the retort and could only force a laugh to change the subject: "...Master, I don't know what happened either. As soon as I entered the dungeon, I was teleported to the church. They said I was some kind of 'messenger of the devil' and insisted on burning me..."
"Then how did you escape?"
Li Qiyang recalled with a flicker in his eyes, "Uh... I lied to them, I said I knew who the real devil was!"
He swallowed hard, lowered his voice, and continued, "I suddenly remembered a covered painting hanging in the church, a painting of a figure in a black robe, so I took them there, pointed to the painting, and said, 'This is the real demon…'"
Li Yuheng scoffed: "And then those idiots believed it?"
“No…no…” Li Qiyang’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “The painting suddenly started bleeding, and all the candles in the church turned green…and the townspeople screamed ‘He’s back!’ and ran away…”
Li Yuheng narrowed his eyes: "What is your identity?"
Li Qiyang scratched his head, looking completely bewildered: "Huh? What's your identity?"
Li Yuheng clicked his tongue impatiently: "It's just the character settings given to you in the dungeon."
"Oh!" Li Qiyang suddenly realized and quickly pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket. "I am a 'wandering doctor' and my mission is to investigate a strange disease that occurred in the town ten years ago."
Li Yuheng nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder they wanted to burn you to death."
Li Qiyang: "...?"
"These days, quack doctors are harmful, and the eyes of the masses are discerning."
Li Qiyang was on the verge of tears: "Master, I'm innocent! I can't even cure a cold, how could I dare to harm someone!" He scratched his head in frustration, "Who knew I'd be so unlucky as to get such a deadly identity..."
He sighed heavily: "I only found out after I was kidnapped that this 'itinerant doctor' identity came with a debuff. Ten years ago, when a plague broke out in the town, a stranger claiming to be a doctor killed half the town with 'bloodletting therapy.' Now, the townspeople get PTSD whenever they see someone in a white coat..."
Li Qiyang was on the verge of a breakdown.
In his awakened memories, he had died in the first instance of the previous cycle. This time, he finally made it to the second instance, only to be stuck with such an unlucky identity.
If he hadn't met Li Yuheng, who suddenly appeared—a guy who looked remarkably like the protagonist—he would have just died and started over.
After listening to Li Qiyang's tearful account, Li Yuheng showed no sympathy whatsoever. Instead, he laughed gleefully, his face saying, "You're so pitiful, but I just can't help but laugh."
What kind of protagonist is this?
Let's just change the name to "Chicken Attack".
They can't even compare to one of his fingers.
As expected, Li Yuheng is still the best.
Good luck, strong ability, born to crush others.
Thinking of this, Li Yuheng wiggled her hips, feeling incredibly beautiful.
He called out in a drawn-out voice, "Little Li—"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a light buttock grab, which startled him so much that he almost threw the slender white garment off his shoulder.
He turned around in surprise: "Huh?"
Shu Bai turned his face away, withdrew his hand expressionlessly, as if the action just now had nothing to do with him.
Li Yuheng's lips twitched; she actually attacked his butt!
Okay, okay, okay.
Li Qiyang looked bewildered: "Master, what's wrong?"
Li Yuheng coughed lightly, feigning composure: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered—" He deliberately dragged out the word, glancing at Shu Bai out of the corner of his eye, "Some people are cold on the surface, but secretly they're touching other people's butts."
Shu Bai: "..."
Li Qiyang: "???"
He glanced at Li Yuheng, then at the mysterious man he was carrying on his shoulder, and suddenly felt as if he knew something he shouldn't know.
He chuckled dryly twice and wisely took two steps back: "Um... Master, how about I go and take a look somewhere else first?"
Li Yuheng waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead, anyway, I won't collect your body if you die."
Li Qiyang: "..."
He turned and left, tears welling in his eyes, his back view conveying a sense of weakness, pitifulness, and helplessness.
As soon as Li Qiyang turned around, Li Yuheng immediately looked around and finally locked onto a two-story building that looked relatively intact.
He rushed in, then put Shu Bai down, crossed his arms, and stared at him with a half-smile: "Explain?"
Shu Bai straightened his wrinkled collar and said calmly, "My hand slipped."
"Oh?" Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow. "Want to skate again? My butt feels pretty good, doesn't it?"
Shu Bai: "..."
He turned his face away, refusing to answer this shameless question.
Li Yuheng persisted, whispering in his ear, "If you like it, you can touch it openly, no need to sneak around~"
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