Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite The Bait Please

Qing Bei’s brows creased up. “That is my sister in there. I only want to go in to see how are her injuries.”

The black clad man smiled politely and replied: “The Lord is in there. Miss Qing will be fine.”

It looked like Lou Jun Yao must have ordered that no one was to go in to disturb Qing Yu.

Qing Bei gritted his teeth together, feeling a little angry, but he did not say anything as the man had saved Qing Yu afterall.

Seeing that the youth was not going to insist, the two black clad men then slowly left to conceal themselves, disappearing without a trace.

Mu Lai’s eyes flashed when she saw that, and she went to ask Qing Bei: “Is this Lou Bai Qian, really just a teacher in the Deviant Department?”

“I am not too sure about his identity as well, only knowing that he is one of my sister’s friends.” Qing Bei replied.

Actually Qing Yu had told him before that the man with the violet eyes had come from Cloud Heaven, the highest realm, and that he was an old friend of their mother who meant them no harm, but Qing Bei was not about to reveal the man’s identity so readily.

Time passed bit by bit, a slow trickle. It was already deep into the night when they came out from the forbidden grounds. It was almost time to welcome a new day and after today, it would be the day of the Three Great Sects’ Friendship Meet.

And Qing Yu had showed no signs of regaining consciousness at all, not stirring at all throughout the whole night.

Bai Zhi Yan was carrying an intricate little green bowl with inky black medicine brew inside. The moment he came in, Lou Jun Yao knitted up his brows. “What is this?”

“A tonic made with Spirit Restoration Fruit mixed with twelve other kinds of herbs that are good for the healing of wounds. She lost a lot of blood, so her body will be greatly weakened if she does not drink this.” Bai Zhi Yan explained.

Lou Jun Yao raised an eyebrow as he glanced at him. “Thanks.”

The Spirit Restoration Fruit was a rare treasure, something in Cloud Heaven that one would be hard pressed to get even with great amounts of gold. [To think that he would actually use it nourish the lass’ body. This fella’s bark is worse than his bite, a softie at heart who actually cares for the little lass.]

Lou Jun Yao took the porcelain bowl and turned the young lady over. Cradling her neck in one arm, he scooped up a spoonful of the medicine and brought it up to her colourless lips, where it then went down her throat smoothly.

But before he could feed her the second spoonful, he saw the young lady’s brows crease up and then vomit out the medicine.

Seeing that, Lou Jun Yao was taken aback a moment before he asked: “What’s happening?”

Bai Zhi Yan raised an eyebrow in puzzlement. “There is no problem with the medicine as they are all gentle and soothing herbs. By right, there shouldn’t be such an intense reaction.”

Lou Jun Yao then attempted to feed her another mouthful, but the result was the same as the first time, where her brows knitted up before she vomited it out while still unconscious, like it was impossible for her to ingest any of the medicine at all.

“Let me go brew up another portion of the medicine.”

Upon saying that, Bai Zhi Yan turned around and went out, to bump right into Qing Bei.