The Anarchic Consort

933 His Highness Proclaims His Domination

“Reapers? Why have they appeared here?” Little Qingchen attempted to get down from the chair, but it was too high off the ground. He could only turn around so that he then faced the chair and slowly lower his toes as close to the ground as possible. The entire scene was beyond adorable.

Little Baili Shangxie had always been a model brother, so it was needless to say that he would willingly lend a hand to his brother when he saw him struggle to alight the chair.

He reached out shakily to wrap his arms around the slightly shorter Little Qingchen. He then shifted his gaze to look at the two reapers that stood stiffly by the side, not moving an inch. He spoke in a calm tone, “I brought them for you to play with, they’re quite obedient, they don’t run around.”

The thoughts ran wild in the reapers’ minds as they had been waiting for the opportunity to flee but it never came. They dared not budge at all for he kept such a close eye on them!

However, this child looked just like a young prince. In addition, he had black eyes, so perhaps he would not like to play with reapers. Was this a joke? Which kid aside from the Little Demon Prince would see them as toys? Hah, and he even gave them to others…

“Are there only two reapers? Two is no fun.”

Hold on, is quantity a concern?

Is two not enough?

Then how many more do you want to capture and play with!

Before the reapers could ponder any further, Little Qingchen marched over toward them with small steps. Bending down, he prodded their heads then gave his unsolicited rating, “They don’t look too pleasant.”

The reapers were speechless. This was totally different from what they had imagined! Why did this seemingly proper child have such high standards! Also, were they not pretty enough? Each time humans saw them, they would be moved to tears!

“These two are quite hideous indeed. Next time I’ll just catch better-looking ones.” Baili Shangxie had always held a stoic expression. He tugged on the two reapers with his incredible strength. The rope would tighten up with a single pull from him.

Any hopes the reapers had of escape were flushed down the drain as they had originally hoped that since he was a human child, he would let them go.

To their despair, now…

Little Qingchen hauled a reaper along in each hand, the strength in his tiny palms on par with Baili Shangxie’s.

Baili Shangxie clearly did not care how Little Qingchen played with them, but he helped the little one roll his sleeves up. After everything was in place, he lowered his cherubic face and said, “Let’s look for Imperial Mother.”

“Can we go out now?” Little Qingchen knew better how to clean up after himself.

Baili Shangxie had always been officious. “Sure. There aren’t many people outside, only two, whom I have knocked out already.”

At first, Little Qingchen had wanted to keep a little demon as a pet, but never would he have thought that this little demon would be his own elder brother. Still, his brother was very reliable and he never had to worry as long as he followed him.

The two little ones strode along, the larger one holding the smaller one while their free hands towed behind them the two reapers. On the way to their destination, nobody dared approach them, and even ghosts kept their distance.

Nobody except Young Master Tang, who was headed their way.

He was clothed in his usual military uniform. He took note of the two unconscious policemen by his feet, then tilted his head and lit a cigarette. His eyes were full of amusement as his gaze landed upon the two tiny children. His eyes met with Baili Shangxie’s bloody red ones and he raised an eyebrow in response.

Baili Shangxie was not first to react but the two reapers that cowered behind him. They could not help but gawk at Young Master Tang as disbelief brewed in their mind.

Was this really a human?

Why did he have such a strong stench of blood?

However, he was indeed a mortal. Even after taking so many lives, he still managed to maintain his aura of righteousness, an aura impenetrable by any sort of evil. People like this were usually even scarier than demons!

Since when had humans become this terrifying?

Sensing the reapers’ trepidation, Baili Shangxie raised his head to look upward at Young Master Tang, his deep eyes unfathomable.

After this, he pretended not to see Young Master Tang at all and continued to march forward with Little Qingchen in tow.

Young Master Tang’s lips curved into a playful smile as he took a few more puffs of his cigarette and fell into stride behind the two of them.

As soon as the door to her interrogation room swung open, Helian Wei Wei was greeted by this scene. Aside from her two precious sons, behind them stood a gleaming Young Master Tang.

Young Master Tang’s presence was no surprise to Helian Wei Wei since, in another sense, it was herself who had requested Young Master Tang to come to wrap things up. This was a mandatory step after each mission.

Nevertheless, Helian Wei Wei did not anticipate that he would arrive together with the two little ones. What exactly was happening?

Helian Wei Wei raised her brow at Young Master Tang.

Young Master Tang pinched his cigarette between his fingers and with what seemed like a smirk, said casually, “I heard you only have one son, what’s with the other one?”

Helian Wei Wei remained composed as she reached out with her arms and pulled both Baili Shangxie and Helian Qingchen into her embrace. “They’re both mine.”

“Red eyes, pale skin.” Young Master Tang extinguished his cigarette and nonchalantly sat down in a chair with his legs crossed. “Blood Tribe?”

“Demons,” replied Baili Shangxie coldly, unperturbed.

Young Master Tang gave an “oh” as a reply, followed by a laugh. “Wei Wei, so that guy you slept with was a demon. He made such a big fuss and flew an airplane to find you? Was he not satisfied with your skills?”

Helian Wei Wei could find no words to answer. She suddenly felt even uncouth barbarians were more eloquent than Young Master Tang. Compared to him, everyone was adorable.

Baili Shangxie looked back at Little Qingchen, his eyes full of understanding. So all of them spoke of my Imperial Father like this, the man who slept with my Imperial Mother.

Little Qingchen cradled his head as if he had a headache. He looked to Baili Shangxie and hissed through gritted teeth, “Pretty Wei Wei always acts like a bossy president, you know what that means, right?”

Baili Shangxie nodded. He was also a boy who had watched a multitude of mindless dramas before, so thinking of how his Imperial Father behaved, he knew what caused his Imperial Mother to develop this illusion. In other words, it was his Imperial Father’s excessive shamelessness.

However… Baili Shang Ye looked Young Master Tang up and down.

Who was this man?

He seemed to know Imperial Mother very well.

If Imperial Father were to find out that Imperial Mother was this close with anybody other than him, there would be no safe outcome.

Anyhow, according to Imperial Father’s personality, he would never let Imperial Mother do anything she disliked.

This human standing right before them appeared different from normal humans. He seemed ingenious and not to be easily messed with…

Evidently, Young Master Tang noticed Little Baili Shangxie’s mental analysis of him, but what really caught his eye when he looked up was the figure marching in, headed straight toward him from behind Baili Shangxie. Baili Jia Jue.

Two equally exquisite men, each in their own unique way.

With just a glance, Baili Jia Jue could immediately guess who this person was.

A man whom he once greatly concerned himself with, and even now, he felt he was still a monstrous eyesore.

However, being the malevolent monarch he was, he did not show any emotion. He did not acknowledge Young Master Tang’s presence at all even as he brushed past him. Instead, he looped his hands around Helian Wei Wei’s waist, kissed her forehead and smiled broadly as he cooed, “All settled, let’s go.”