Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?-Chapter 129 - 126: The Master of the Harem

The boundary of the map? The southeast corner? The sealed area?

This response made many questions quickly pop up in Wen Nan's mind, but he didn't ask further, just silently watched the man in front of him, listening intently to his words.

He heard Yang Mingzhong continue with a calm pace, unhurriedly saying:

"That place is about ten kilometers away from here, it was an almost undeveloped wasteland before, but now... I speculate there are quite a few NPCs guarding it, and they're the highest level NPCs equipped with the best gear, making it very difficult for players to break through the blockade."

So? What does that have to do with you deleting your character and starting over?

This question just popped into Wen Nan's mind, and he suddenly realized what the person opposite him was doing—

9527: [Your item, Truth Serum, remaining effective time: 5—]

9527: [Your item, Truth Serum, remaining effective time: 4—]

Click.

The sound of metal from a lighter clashing was heard.

Then, Yang Mingzhong lit a cigarette that he somehow held between his teeth.

9527: [Your item, Truth Serum, remaining effective time: 1—]

9527: [Your item, Truth Serum, effect has ended, it is now entering cooldown period, please be aware.]

Taking a deep drag, Yang Mingzhong exhaled the white smoke with satisfaction, then looked back at Wen Nan,

"Where were we talking about? Oh, right, the guild leader asked me why I deleted my character and started over?"

At this point, Yang Mingzhong chuckled twice, shaking his head, "Guild leader, don't joke around, didn't I already say just now, I'm not an old player who deleted and started over, did the guild leader forget so quickly?"

Wen Nan stared coldly at the face of the middle-aged man opposite him, saying nothing.

Yang Mingzhong was clearly aware that Wen Nan used the [Truth Serum] on him, according to the item's settings, during the use of [Truth Serum], the target must be compelled to answer one question, he drank the coffee with the [Truth Serum] in it, meaning Wen Nan's question couldn't not be answered.

However, this item has another restriction—the effective time is only 60 seconds.

He has to answer Wen Nan's question and can't lie, but how he answers is up to him.

He tried to drag out the 60-second time as much as possible and gave Wen Nan a seemingly irrelevant truth.

If Wen Nan wanted to further question how this relates to his motives for deleting and starting over, that's another question.

Wen Nan didn't have the time or the allowance to force him to tell the truth again.

To use the [Truth Serum] again, he would have to wait until the next mainline mission started.

And knowing explicitly that Wen Nan possesses the [Truth Serum], would Yang Mingzhong drink a beverage touched by Wen Nan so defenselessly again?

Thinking of this, Wen Nan's gaze became somber.

Yang Mingzhong observed the expression on the other's face, "Guild leader, do you dislike people smoking? Sorry, I sometimes get carried away in conversations."

Saying this, he put out the cigarette he had just taken two drags from in the ashtray on the table, smiling at Wen Nan.

Wen Nan no longer played along with him, reclining back in his seat with an indifferent expression, bluntly stating,

"You came here with ulterior motives, we both know it, no need to pretend anymore.

"You're quite experienced, I was careless just now.

"But don't forget, we have a contract—you're the member, I'm the guild leader. You can deceive me with tricks now, but if the next mainline mission starts, and I, as the guild leader, give you a mission requiring you to take the [Truth Serum] and talk to me, can you still find a loophole like this time?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mingzhong's smile faded. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

After a moment of silence, he looked seriously back into Wen Nan's eyes, opening his mouth again, his tone becoming much more sincere:

"Whether you are willing to believe me now or not, but Guild Leader, although I have my own motives, I mean no harm nor will I do anything detrimental to the guild or your interests.

"I just came here to say goodbye."

As soon as he said this, the glass door of the café was pushed open, and a staff member greeted the entrance: "Welcome! Would you like something to drink?"

The petite figure who walked in went straight to Wen Nan's side, "Brother, you're really here?"

Wen Nan turned his head, and upon seeing Qiqi, a smile immediately returned to his face, "How did you find me here?"

Qiqi pouted, "I made dinner and messaged you. I wanted to wait for you at home, but the food is getting cold and you didn't reply, and I asked Xiao Jun, who said you were at this café, so I came over."

At this point, Yang Mingzhong stood up and smiled at the two of them, "I'll leave first, won't disturb your business."

Wen Nan still wanted to say something, but Qiqi had already grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards the door, "Let's go, brother, or the food will get completely cold!"

Left with no choice, Wen Nan was dragged towards the entrance and whispered in Yu Shujun's ear: "Keep an eye on Yang Mingzhong, report to me if there are any issues."

"Yes, master," Yu Shujun responded softly.

...

...

Half an hour later, sitting at the dining table in the rented apartment, looking at the table full of "dishes," Wen Nan was momentarily silent.

Qiqi's cooking skills were clearly learned from Aunt Lin Xue Mei.

Seeing that Wen Nan hadn't picked up his chopsticks, Qiqi proactively took a deep brown strip from a bowl of pale yellow liquid and placed it into Wen Nan's bowl.

"Brother, don't just sit there, eat while it's hot."

Wen Nan picked it up, staring at the steam rising from it.

Just like, it was too similar.

"Hurry up, taste my cooking!" Qiqi looked expectantly at Wen Nan.

Wen Nan, being a glutton, naturally wouldn't back down at times like this, taking one whole bite into his mouth, chewing and sighing: "Better than Aunt Mei's cooking!"

Qiqi was satisfied, pursing her lips and giggling, placing two more portions into Wen Nan's bowl, "Then eat more, brother!"

Holding the bowl, Wen Nan changed the subject, "Where are Wang Jialing and Sun Yi?"

Qiqi, her mouth full of food, mumbled, "They're back at school, yesterday's issue, all settled for you. I made a pact with them, we've reached a peaceful coexistence agreement—

"From now on, Sun Yi comes over on Monday, Wednesday, Friday nights, and Wang Jialing on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday nights, so they take turns sleeping over, they'll never fight again like before."

...Sleeping over?!

Did she really think this was some kind of harem?

Wen Nan looked helplessly at Qiqi's round face, teasing, "Well, that really is hard work for Manager Liu."

A strange look flashed across Qiqi's face but she quickly suppressed it, smiling again and waving her hand, "It's my duty to share your worries, should be, should be."

Thought it would end like this.

Unexpectedly, Wen Nan's casual remark planted a small seed in Qiqi's heart, soon growing into a thorn.

That night, while Wen Nan was lying in bed, lost in thought—

Qiqi, with nothing but a thin towel wrapped around her body, barefoot, climbed onto Wen Nan's bed.

Just out of the shower, steam was still rising from her body as she leaned towards Wen Nan, and droplets of water from her hair fell one by one onto Wen Nan's chest.

"Brother," her voice trembled slightly, but her gaze towards Wen Nan was firm, "I want to stay by your side always, not as the Manager, but as... the Mistress of the Harem."