Everyone's all smiles on the surface but secretly cunning, but the junior sister only wants to

The moment Feng Yichen stepped into the room, before he could even stand still, Yun Che greeted him with the fervor of a burning flame. A soft pillow shot straight towards Feng Yichen like an arrow. Fortunately, Feng Yichen reacted quickly, dodging the unexpected "projectile" with a sidestep.

However, to Feng Yichen's utter surprise, this was only the beginning. After he successfully dodged the pillow, Yun Che, like an enraged beast, flashed with fury in his eyes and even prepared to draw his natal sword, which he cherished as his life, vowing to stab Feng Yichen hard.

Seeing this, Feng Yichen inwardly cried out in alarm and rushed forward with lightning speed, snatching the spirit sword from Yun Che's hand. He knew his senior brother's fiery temper all too well; if he were to wield the sword but fail to strike his target, he might truly become so enraged that he would swing the sword at himself. After all, Yun Che was a crucial person to Feng Yichen, and Yun Che naturally knew that once his deepest emotional boundaries were crossed, the other party would have countless ways to pierce his heart.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Has your back injury healed? You just woke up and you're already fighting like this, brandishing swords and spears. What if you accidentally hurt yourself?" Feng Yichen asked anxiously as he rushed to Yun Che's side.

"Hmph! You still have the nerve to ask me? Don't you know why I've ended up in this state?" Yun Che said through gritted teeth, enduring the pain in his body as he struggled to get out of bed. Because his injuries hadn't fully healed, his body trembled slightly, but he still stubbornly pointed a trembling finger at Feng Yichen's nose, relentlessly condemning him.

"Oh, senior brother, I had no choice! I was poisoned at the time, and you know how potent that love poison is, it's excruciating! Besides, you were quite proactive afterward..." Feng Yichen explained innocently, trying to quell Yun Che's anger.

"Let's go out and fight! I'm taking the initiative because I want to be in control and dominate everything! Who told you I wanted to be the one being manipulated? I... I'm so angry!" After hearing Feng Yichen say those words, Yun Che's anger was instantly ignited, and he became increasingly irritable.

His already sharp, hawk-like eyes now burned with a raging fire, as if they could incinerate Feng Yichen before him. However, despite his outward anger, he wasn't actually averse to the physical intimacy with Feng Yichen. After all, deep down, he still harbored a certain degree of affection for Feng Yichen. Otherwise, why would he have gone to such lengths, expending a significant portion of his divine sense to use that extremely dangerous and difficult method of spiritual connection to help Feng Yichen expel the deadly poison from his body?

Feng Yichen's eyes widened in astonishment. He never expected Yun Che to care so much about such a thing. He subconsciously scratched his head, a hint of embarrassment and regret on his face, and stammered, "Senior... Senior Brother, it's really my fault for not understanding the situation beforehand. But the love poison was so fierce at the time that I almost completely lost my reason, how could I possibly pay attention to these details?"

Yun Che's chest heaved with anger, clearly still not appeased. He snorted coldly and turned his head away, refusing to look at Feng Yichen again. Seeing this, Feng Yichen knew he had truly angered Yun Che this time, so he quickly stepped forward, his face full of obsequious smiles, and said, "Senior brother, you are a magnanimous person, please don't hold it against me. If you want to remain in a dominant position, then from now on, everything will be done according to your arrangements."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint blush appeared on Yun Che's face, which had been flushed red with anger. Although he was still stubbornly muttering, "Hmph, who cares to listen to you?" it was clear that his attitude had softened considerably.

Yun Che was indeed now positioned above, but how could that necessarily mean the one above was the one who initiated the attack? Feng Yichen precisely saw through and cleverly exploited this loophole. You see, Feng Yichen, once in love, is the kind of person who would completely disregard even his reputation.

Furthermore, how could Yun Che bear to let Feng Yichen beg him with that pitiful, pleading look? So, he could only half-heartedly comply. However, although Feng Yichen was so assertive in matters of the heart, in daily life he was extremely obedient and docile, especially after their relationship became public; he wanted to be glued to Yun Che every moment, never leaving his side. Of course, these are all things of the future, and we'll leave that aside for now…

At this moment, Feng Yichen appeared to be standing there calmly, but only he knew that his heart was actually churning with turmoil. Although he had temporarily suppressed the complicated matters deep in his heart with his strong willpower, Yun Che had never forgotten the fact that he had deliberately concealed his cultivation level, as if it were a thorn in his side.

Yun Che leaned against the bed, his sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on Feng Yichen, as if trying to see through his appearance to the depths of his soul. His tone was undisguisedly questioning: "I can overlook other matters for now, but why did you hide your background from us? Furthermore, your cultivation has clearly reached the astonishing Tribulation Transcending stage, yet you've refused to reveal it! Even more unbelievable is that the renowned Moon-Holding Pavilion, which attracts countless people, was actually created by you! What ulterior motives do you harbor? Tell me honestly today!"

Faced with Yun Che's relentless questioning, Feng Yichen knew he could no longer escape. He sighed helplessly and slowly began, "Senior Brother Yun Che, to be honest, this is a long story. Back when I was still in the Nascent Soul stage, I traveled alone, venturing into the martial world. Who would have thought that I would encounter such an unexpected turn of events and be forcibly taken back to the Demon Realm by my adoptive father, whom I had never met. He kept saying that I was his own flesh and blood and insisted that I return to inherit his vast family business..." At this point, a bitter smile and a look of helplessness appeared on Feng Yichen's face.

"So you're refusing to return to the Demon Realm to inherit the family business?" Yun Che stared at Feng Yichen in front of him with a face full of doubt, as if trying to see more clues from the other's expression and eyes.

Feng Yichen nodded calmly, "Yes, that's right, I've clearly refused. But I still went back to my ancestral home..." He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of disdain and determination in his gaze, "I have absolutely no desire to return to that dark and treacherous Demon Realm. Besides, why should I obediently comply just because he says I should go back and inherit the family business? Apart from providing my mother with a seed back then, what else has he done that's worthwhile? Humph!" At this point, Feng Yichen's tone became noticeably harsher, clearly indicating his deep resentment towards his so-called father.

Yun Che stroked his chin thoughtfully, then asked, "Didn't he try any other ways to coerce you? After all, this is a huge family business."

Feng Yichen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile: "He did have such a plan, but I only used one sentence to completely dispel his idea."

Yun Che immediately became interested and quickly asked, "Oh? What did you say that's so powerful? Tell me quickly."

Feng Yichen took a deep breath and then said, word by word, "If you still have even the slightest bit of affection for my mother, don't even think about threatening me with any means. Don't forget, you know better than anyone why you two separated in the first place!" After saying this, Feng Yichen raised his head, as if he had already left all the pressure and troubles behind.

Yun Che's eyes widened, and he repeated in disbelief, "Just like that? Just one simple sentence is enough to make him give up?"

Feng Yichen shrugged and answered affirmatively, "That's right! Sometimes, the simplest and most direct words can hit the nail on the head. Besides, what I said is true, and he knows it himself. So, even if he's unwilling, he wouldn't dare to use this to pressure me."