Chapter 313: The Sect Leader Wakes Up Grumpy Every Day (61)

Shen Mubai hesitated for a moment, tentatively licking the spoon. The bitterness made her face scrunch up like an old lady’s, and she quickly pulled back. “So bitter!”

Jun Jiuling, both annoyed and amused by her reaction, patiently said, “Come here.”

Having become even more capricious due to his inner demons, Jun Jiuling’s mood swings were more pronounced. But now, softened by his feelings for her, his deep voice sounded especially alluring when he was coaxing her.

Taking advantage of his recent indulgence, Shen Mubai had grown bolder. Not only did she refuse to move closer, but she also shook her head stubbornly.

Jun Jiuling’s expression turned cold. “Be obedient. Come here.”

Intimidated by his demeanor, Shen Mubai hesitated briefly before obediently moving closer.

Satisfied, Jun Jiuling brought the spoon to her lips.

Shen Mubai gritted her teeth and swallowed the medicine. However, it didn’t take long for her eyes to well up with tears from the bitterness. Shivering, she asked, “Master, can I just drink half a bowl?”

Jun Jiuling realized that she only responded to a firm approach, so he kept his face stern. “No.”

Shen Mubai burst into tears.

Staring at the dark, bitter medicine, she suddenly remembered something and looked at him with hopeful eyes. “Master, candied fruit…”

In ancient dramas, the protagonists always ate candied fruit to counteract the bitterness of medicine.

Without even glancing at her, Jun Jiuling replied, “Eating candied fruit will make the medicine ineffective.”

Shen Mubai started crying again.

Fine, she wasn’t meant to be the protagonist.

With tearful eyes, she finished the bitter medicine, her face contorted in agony.

“Raise your face, Bai Bai.”

Jun Jiuling’s voice sounded next to her ear.

Squinting from the bitterness, Shen Mubai instinctively lifted her face.

Her chin was gently tilted up, and Jun Jiuling’s lips met hers. His tongue slipped into her mouth, thoroughly sweeping and licking every corner.

When he finally released her, Shen Mubai’s eyes were slightly red, and she was gasping for breath.

Jun Jiuling, looking like a sly wolf, said, “Now it’s not bitter anymore.”

Shen Mubai, “…” Don’t think she didn’t know he was taking advantage of her.

But knowing was one thing; there was nothing she could do about it. Shen Mubai could only glare at him indignantly.

After the girl had taken her medicine and fallen back asleep, Jun Jiuling sat by the bed, watching her quietly for a while before leaving.

Once the door closed, his face returned to its dark and somber expression. “Take me there,” he said coldly.

The Fire Lotus Sect had a secret chamber used for imprisoning traitors and spies. Shen Qingfeng was no longer human or a ghost. When he heard the footsteps stop before him, he raised his head with a lifeless look, revealing a pitiful appearance.

His voice was hoarse and full of mockery.

“Master, you’re here.”

Jun Jiuling grabbed his neck fiercely, his grip tightening. His long eyes were filled with endless killing intent and rage.

“The antidote.”

Shen Qingfeng’s temples throbbed, and his face twisted in pain from the suffocation. “Cough… Master… you already know, don’t you?”