Li Xiao noticed the alteration in Song Jin’s facial expression. “Fatigued?”

Suspecting whether he had experienced an illusion, Song Jin leaned close to Li Xiao’s neck to sniff attentively, yet a sensation of discomfort akin to placing chili peppers into a sweet dessert persisted.

Li Xiao: “…”

This parameter of motion was completely identical to a fox.

Viewing Song Jin’s face manifest perplexity, subtly tinged with a hint of disdain, Li Xiao let out a soft laugh. “Does a strange odor exist across my body?”

“It’s nothing.”

The sudden onset of this transformation left Song Jin completely unsure of how to open his mouth to explain.

It had never operated this way prior.

Could it be a lack of acclimatization to the local parameters?

The next station for the transport vehicle was a primary school ten kilometers removed.

Song Jin observed the population count listed upon the checklist specified three thousand individuals, yet when the vehicle actually landed within the school grounds, not a single individual could be spotted.

Those transferred over were entirely citizens from the southern disaster-affected areas; currently, the Eastern Sixth District hadn’t been impacted by the beast tide, so it shouldn’t reach the parameter where they hid inside during broad daylight, lacking the courage to exit.

Qian Can stepped off the vehicle to look toward the academic building sector; through the windows, virtually no individuals could be seen walking about.

“There aren’t even any personnel; where are we supposed to deliver it?”

“Coming, coming!” A middle-aged Beta clad in a green sweater ran out from the academic building with a smile. Spotting the practicum uniforms upon Qian Can’s person, his tone instantly turned indifferent. “You are not ranked officers of the Fifth Legion?”

Qian Can explained, “We are practicum military academy students.”

“Is that so.” The middle-aged Beta’s smile faded down, lifting his chin. “You can simply haul the items across to the indoor sports hall over there.”

Song Jin walked down the steps, looking toward the Beta. “Are all three thousand disaster victims settled within the indoor sports hall?”

The Beta cast his gaze over, seeing Song Jin also wore a student practicum uniform, and failed to take it seriously. “This is not your parameter to fret over.”

“Take us over to execute a check first.” Song Jin walked before the Beta.

The Beta sized him up vigilantly. “Check what?”

Song Jin: “We need to cross-reference the population counts of the disaster victims.”

The Beta turned back to question aggressively, “Do you even grasp how to execute work parameters?! The ranked officers of the Fifth Legion never ask this much; it’s solely you students who possess this many parameters of idle chatter!”

“Refusing to permit a cross-reference?” Seeing the Beta remain unmoved, Song Jin signaled for Qian Can to head back. “Proceed across to the next location.”

Qian Can: “Understood!”

“Halt!” The Beta called out to halt them with an abysmal tone. “Failing to provide materials—I shall lodge a complaint against you right now!”

Concluding his words, the Beta swiped open his terminal to contact the Fifth Legion’s logistics unit directly.

“The students you dispatched not only arrived two hours late, but they also refuse to provide materials! …What names?”

“You are called—” The Beta snapped his head up, precisely spotting Li Xiao exiting the cockpit and walking down the steps. His pupils instantly shrunk, stammering to the parameter where he was rendered speechless.

This was… the Second Prince? Why would he be present at this location?!

Li Xiao drew near, reminding the Beta, “My name is Li Xiao.”

The Beta subconsciously took half a step backward.

Li Xiao stated expressionlessly, “By the way, assist me in passing along a phrase: Lieutenant Chen Lie of the DF965 Unit abandoned the practicum students without authorization; please provide directives.”

The Beta hurriedly severed the communication link, his facial expression turning somewhat unnatural. “The signal parameters are poor; it disconnected.”

Li Xiao: “Where are the disaster victims? Lead us over to execute a check.”

His tone wasn’t heavy, yet it caused the Beta to personally experience the oppressive parameters of a superior.

“He likely isn’t a resident of this location; we had best locate them ourselves.” Song Jin bypassed Li Xiao’s side, leading him toward the indoor sports hall.

Qin Le, Qian Can, and Jiang Hao split up toward the three academic buildings.

The Beta recovered his senses, hurriedly chasing after the two.

“This is not your parameter of work!”

The main doors of the indoor sports hall stood wide open, seemingly prepared for the reception of materials.

The two quickly traversed the external corridor to enter the interior, viewing at a single glance materials filling the entire football field, stacked dozens of meters high without even the outer packaging being torn open.

From the markings across the outer packaging, these were indeed supplied for the disaster victims, by no means operating as internal military reserve provisions.

Li Xiao was just preparing to question the middle-aged Beta when his ear caught the faint, low rumble of an engine, walking with rapid strides toward the direction of the sound.

“Hey!” The middle-aged Beta rushed over to block him. “Nothing exists over there!”

Li Xiao hoisted him away with a single wave, rounding the circular corridor toward the exit on the opposite side. He saw several transport robots delivering materials onto a cargo truck, the exterior of which was affixed with the markings of a commercial freight company.

Seeing the situation turn abysmal, the middle-aged Beta swiftly extracted a sidearm from his rear waist to point at Li Xiao, only to have a cold gun barrel press against his temple a step ahead.

Song Jin pressed the gun barrel forward, his voice loose: “Do not move.”

“This is intended to be delivered across to other evacuation points!” The middle-aged Beta immediately defended. “This location operates as a transit station!”

“A transit station?” Li Xiao turned to look toward the Beta. “Failing to provide an explanation, I would have assumed it was the illicit resale of military materials.”

The Beta’s pupils suffered an earthquake, his hand gripping the firearm tightening. “Who dares to execute resale? Do they fail to desire their lives?!”

Song Jin was moved to a laugh upon listening. “Compared to assassinating a Prince, what does the resale of military materials even amount to?”

“I… I merely wished to warn you not to poke your nose into idle parameters!” The middle-aged Beta’s lip line was pressed perfectly straight. “The operation of this location has passed through the authorization parameters of the Fifth Legion! Refrain from uttering absolute nonsense without understanding the situation!”

Song Jin nodded. “Not merely resale, but it even possesses the genuine authorized licensing from within the legion.”

Li Xiao permitted 09 to record everything entirely, selecting several scenes to dispatch onto the network to expose it.

Arranging them across this sector—where problems emerged after visiting a mere two evacuation points—was clearly no longer a matter of probability; it had reached a flagrant parameter.

Other sectors likely possessed a fair number of these conditions as well, and they completely lacked concern regarding his discovery, certain that even if he discovered it, he would be incapable of taking any action.

Rather than wasting effort to resolve it manually, it was better to fabricate public opinion to force the military to conduct a self-investigation; he trusted Yi Yongning wouldn’t miss an opportunity to slash an opponent.

Li Xiao inquired of the Beta, “Who within the legion authorized it?”

The Beta’s gaze dodged. “A non-disclosure agreement was signed; it’s difficult to state.”

Song Jin: “Either speak, or undergo termination.”

The presence of the gun barrel was intensely strong, causing cold sweat to ooze from the Beta’s brow.

“It’s, it’s—”

A slight sound of footsteps resonated beside their ears; Li Xiao and Song Jin reacted simultaneously, executing a roll on the spot toward the gap between the stacked crates.

Shoom, shoom!

The next instant, gunfire erupted; two rounds of ammunition flew obliquely across the position where they had originally stood, penetrating the ground.

The middle-aged Beta’s face turned vicious, swiftly rounding the crates to pull the trigger continuously toward the gap that permitted solely one individual to traverse.

“The one undergoing termination today isn’t me, it’s you!”

Song Jin flipped his body to sit up, returning his issued sidearm to his leg pouch while 07 poured out from the decorative button, transforming into a silver air rifle within his palm in the blink of an eye.

07: 【Currently stockpiling air ammunition, compression rate at 200%—twenty rounds stockpiled.】

Song Jin evaded the ammunition, returning a shot with a turn of his body.

The middle-aged Beta was struck squarely between the brows, falling straight to the ground.

“Insisting on picking a time when my mood parameters are abysmal to cause trouble.” Song Jin’s cold eyes swept across a loop of the high circular corridor of the stadium.

The materials across this side had been transported away in a fair quantity; the highest elevation stood at a mere ten meters or so, which couldn’t guarantee they wouldn’t be captured by a sniper.

Coupled with the corridors being too narrow, once blockaded at both ends, it would turn immensely troublesome.

Song Jin accelerated his speed to evacuate. Hearing gunfire resonate beside his ear, he hurriedly utilized his intent to inquire of Li Xiao: 【How are your parameters?】

【Manageable.】

Within another corridor, Li Xiao was currently weathering a blockade at both ends.

Running halfway, footsteps resonated from both front and rear; the instant the first silhouette manifested ahead, Li Xiao raised his firearm and pulled the trigger.

Before the assassin could even lift his gun barrel, his head was blown by the air ammunition, plunging limply to the ground, causing the individual following behind to step on his foot and nearly fly out.

Li Xiao seized the opportunity to leap off a cardboard crate to flip onto the top, running forward with virtually no pause.

Shoom, shoom, shoom!

Three rounds of ammunition shot from various directions toward the location where he had originally stood.

Determining the sniper’s position, Li Xiao shifted his gun barrel to align with the 10 o’clock direction, pulling the trigger.

The air ammunition shot through the one-way glass window, hitting the sniper’s head.

Another two rounds of ammunition grazed past his arm; Li Xiao leapt violently, grasping the steel cable above to swing across to another row of crates, simultaneously resolving the snipers across the other two directions.

“Ugh!”

Two light sniper rifles dropped down through the gaps in the railing as the two fell to the ground with their heads blown.

On the ground, the assassins heard the commotion, shifting toward Li Xiao’s direction one after another, lifting their gun barrels high without passing up any single opportunity.

Dense gunfire echoed throughout the entire indoor sports hall.

Li Xiao shuttled through the hail of bullets, needing to account for the snipers above while remaining attentive to the assassins below.

Noticing two individuals in black clothes flash past below, he was just intending to retreat to dodge when the next instant, the blood of the black-clothed individuals sprayed out from their temples.

Li Xiao’s line of sight swept over, seeing Song Jin exit from another side path, having already resolved a floor of assassins.

With the corner of his eye noting a spot, his gun barrel swiftly pointed downward to align behind Song Jin.

The gunfire continued to resonate.

Song Jin flashed his body back inside the side path, his reverse hand extracting the launcher to hook the highest steel cable above, pressing the retraction button.

The assassins had just located an angle to strike when a phantom blurred within their field of vision, causing them to snap their heads up.

The blonde Alpha youth pulled the cable to soar into the high air, the firearm within his hand operating as though it possessed eyes; every single instance he pulled the trigger, an individual bound to fall, the accuracy parameter reaching a terrifying degree.

With companions being shot dead across every direction, the remaining individuals were forced to hide behind the cardboard crates.

Song Jin’s toe tapped lightly upon the top of a cardboard crate, swinging toward Li Xiao while extending his hand: “Come over!”

Li Xiao encircled Song Jin, imparting a force toward the left, permitting the cable to carry them to swing to the nearest corridor, stepping upon the railing to flip over and stand firm, evading the chasing bullets as they headed together toward the nearest exit.

Following the safety stairwell down to the first floor.

Song Jin was just about to push the door open when it was kicked open from the exterior.

The two swiftly flashed to the left and right sides; a group of fully armed black-clothed individuals carrying machine guns rushed inside, the one standing at the absolute front executing a sweep of gunfire toward the stairwell.

Song Jin fired a shot toward the nearest black-clothed individual, discovering the air ammunition failed to penetrate their head armor parameters, immediately instructing 07 to elevate the compression rate.

07: 【Armor material scanned—compression rate elevated to 350%—】

This single shot exposed Song Jin’s position, causing the remaining black-clothed individuals to shift their gun barrels instantly.

Song Jin hoisted a black-clothed individual to block before him, swiftly pulling the trigger.

Opposite them, Li Xiao struck like lightning the exact instant their attention parameters were drawn by Song Jin; with the air ammunition’s compression rate elevated, it easily penetrated the armor parameters.

A thick aroma of rotten tomatoes suddenly diffused within the air, and a roaring voice resonated from the entrance.

“Stand still and do not move!”

Li Xiao’s mind signaled trouble; this modified human was an Omega. For them, setting aside the lethality parameters of pheromones, it added a layer of instinctual influence.

He grabbed a black-clothed individual who had just had his head blown to use as a shield, hurriedly drawing closer toward Song Jin’s side.

The instant he caught the scent of the pheromones, Song Jin’s heart contracted violently, staggering a step to crash against the wall behind him, his brain buzzing. His hand clamping the black-clothed individual tightened to the parameter where his knuckles turned white, while 07’s anxious warning resonance echoed beside his ear.

07: 【Abnormal pheromones detected! Initiating Modified Human 2.0 Pheromone Directional Filtration System—】

07: 【Master, the filtration effect will suffer a discount under weapon status!】

In that single split-second of Song Jin’s distraction, a pair of hands suddenly wrested the shield within his grasp away violently, and the next instant, a gun barrel pointed across.

“Xiao Jin!”

Li Xiao attempted to bring Song Jin back to his senses, simultaneously shifting his gun barrel.

Yet before he could pull the trigger, that black-clothed individual was slit at the throat by a horizontally sweeping military dagger.

Song Jin raised his head while holding the dripping military dagger, his amber eyes calm and icy.

Li Xiao’s heart leapt; this look instantly brought back recollections of the Z152 Freight Hub incident.

Like a beast about to burst through its cage, seemingly placid, yet his entire body was releasing intensely dangerous signals.

07 transformed into threads of silver, gathering along Song Jin’s arm to ascend his neck, becoming a metallic suppressor ring, isolating and filtering the external pheromones.

The military dagger flipped rapidly within his hand; Song Jin’s speed parameter was so fast the black-clothed individuals lacked the time to capture it.

The machine guns possessed seemingly strong lethality parameters, yet close combat turned into a liability, completely failing to be of any utility.

Song Jin gripped the gun barrel of a black-clothed individual to press it down, the military dagger wedging into the armor gap to execute a violent slice, dark red liquid flying out along the blade tip.

“Ugh!”

The black-clothed individual was completely incapable of reacting, clutching his neck as he twitched and fell to the ground.

Resolving the group of black-clothed individuals in two or three strokes, Song Jin followed the scent parameters to locate that Omega releasing the pheromones.

“Depart this location first.” Li Xiao pulled at Song Jin.

Song Jin flung away Li Xiao’s hand without uttering a single word, walking with rapid strides toward the functional room where the Omega was concealed, kicking the room door open with a single foot.

Bang, bang, bang!

Bullets flew out from the room, leaving several bullet holes across the opposite wall.

Song Jin shifted his torso to evade, his line of sight capturing the Omega’s position in a single split-second, hurl-throwing the military dagger within his hand across.

“Ugh!”

The Omega was pierced through the shoulder, retreating two steps from the pain. Just preparing to locate a place to hide, seeing Song Jin rush inside with a rigid face, he was incapable of raising his hand to strike back.

Song Jin violently tore away the Omega’s head armor parameters, pinning the other party’s head down to smash it against the wall.

The Omega was smashed to the parameter where he virtually lost consciousness, instinctively elevating the pheromone release volume: “Release me!”

Although Song Jin could smell the odor, because 07 controlled his gland parameters, his perception toward pheromones was reduced to virtually zero.

Having just been stimulated by this caliber of odor, the physical sensations remained; smelling it once more caused Song Jin to experience that intense attraction originating from instinct, along with the anger of his territory being invaded by a stranger.

A voice beside his ear was repeatedly telling him—This is what you have been searching for; bite open his gland parameters, mark him.

Instinct and reason pulled violently, nearly tearing Song Jin apart.

His breathing turned rapid, his line of sight sweeping across the Omega’s gland parameters as he extracted the other military dagger from his leg pouch to plunge it inside violently, slicing downward with force along the shoulder and neck.

“Ah—!”

The Omega lost his voice in a tragic shriek, struggling violently.

Li Xiao followed inside, picking up that military dagger, stepping across to grasp Song Jin’s wrist: “Xiao Jin, sufficient!”

Song Jin stated in a cold voice, “The odor remains.”

“His gland parameters are already ruined; he won’t pose a threat toward you further.” Li Xiao swept a glance across the Omega who was nearing a faint from the pain, comforting in a low voice, “The blood will also possess the odor of pheromones; I shall take you to a location where it cannot be smelled.”

Song Jin thought for a moment, reluctantly abandoning the Omega to head toward the side door of the indoor sports hall alongside Li Xiao.

Just rounding the corridor corner, they caught the scent of a dense wave of bloody odor; Qin Le’s trio ran toward them from a floor of assassins.

“How are your parameters?!” Qin Le inquired anxiously.

Li Xiao spoke with a rigid face: “Head to the vehicle first before stating further.”

Their front feet had barely run up the steps when another wave of assassins chased out.

Li Xiao brought Song Jin inside, taking the driver’s seat to start the vehicle rapidly.

Bang, bang, bang!

Bullets struck the metallic outer shell, emitting crisp resonances.

Controlling the transport vehicle to take off, Li Xiao activated the vehicle-mounted purification system, speaking toward Song Jin in the passenger seat: “Inject a suppressor.”

Song Jin was covered in sweat, extracting a suppressor from the tool pouch at his rear waist, biting off the protective cover to stab it into his own arm, leaning against the chair back to gasp for breath.

In the rear seat, Qian Can had been scratched by a bullet; Jiang Hao turned out a medical kit while Qin Le assisted in processing his wound. Seeing Song Jin’s status in the front seat wasn’t right, he inquired worriedly, “Boss, how are your parameters?!”

“Incapable of dying.” Song Jin knit his brows, his facial expression very poor.

The pheromones this cycle carried a massive impact toward him.

07: 【The pheromone matching degree reached 97%. From the documentation fed back by 03, it manifests that Modified Human 2.0 possesses stronger inclusivity toward divergent pheromones, universally capable of reaching a higher matching degree.】

Li Xiao: “Inclusivity?”

07: 【To put it simply, a single modified human can reach a one hundred percent matching degree with multiple individuals, yet a regular individual is incapable of achieving this.】

Jiang Hao: “Then if one encounters a modified human utilizing pheromones, is it completely without a solution?”

Li Xiao: “The filtration system is already undergoing testing; once the program is built into the suppressor ring, it can avoid the influence of modified humans to a large degree.”

Qin Le looked toward the front seat: “What did you discover within the indoor sports hall? How could there be that volume of assassins?”

Li Xiao’s facial expression wasn’t very good: “Illicit resale of materials.”

Qian Can muttered a curse in a low voice, “Rotten to the core, to even covet this caliber of funds!”

The next location was an exhibition hall.

The square where the vehicle landed was encircled by a fair number of people; Qin Le’s trio stepped off the vehicle first to interface with the individual responsible for distributing materials.

Aboard the vehicle, Li Xiao saw Song Jin appeared listless, assisting to wipe away the sweat along the side of his face as he spoke softly, “Rest aboard the vehicle; no necessity to head down.”

Suddenly drawing near, Song Jin acutely caught the scent of Li Xiao’s odor; this cycle, he finally understood what that uncomfortable point comprised.

It was a sense of rejection, an intensely strong sense of rejection he had never experienced prior.

He exerted effort to control his emotions, utilizing his usual tone to catch the conversation: “Call me if something arises.”

Watching Li Xiao step off the vehicle, the entire cockpit was left with solely himself remaining.

The Alpha’s odor faded away, the uncomfortable sense of rejection vanished, yet he suddenly felt immense loneliness, as though abandoned by the entire world.

This wasn’t his normal emotion; Song Jin was highly clear regarding this point, yet he still couldn’t resist feeling somewhat lost.

Song Jin lifted his hand to block his eyes, taking a frustrated deep breath.

The suppressor would take effect swiftly; it would pass upon enduring a bit.

What does it matter if I haven’t experienced a susceptibility period? It fails to obstruct my liking an Alpha.

Recalling his confession toward Li Xiao back then, Song Jin felt it was somewhat ridiculous.

He seemed to have uttered many similar words with absolute confidence.

Yet currently, compared to Li Xiao’s odor, he preferred the odor of that stranger Omega.

Did he truly like Alphas?

He suddenly turned somewhat uncertain.

The scenario at the exhibition hall was similar to the first evacuation point; a grand total of over two thousand disaster victims existed, yet the checklist solely registered one thousand plus.

Fortunately, 09 was present, removing the necessity of manually hauling that volume of materials.

Li Xiao insisted upon distributing on the spot, ensuring every disaster victim obtained food.

A large mass of disaster victims failing to consume food would incite riots, which could directly cause the Royal Family’s public reputation parameters to suffer further damage.

Solely this matter couldn’t be handled sloppily.

By the time the distribution concluded, the sky parameters had turned dark. According to regulations, they still needed to head across three evacuation points.

Exiting the exhibition hall, Li Xiao received Chen Lie’s public frequency communication.

“Where are your parameters of person?!” Chen Lie burst into loud curses. “Wasn’t it mandated for your group to conclude the distribution prior to five o’clock?!”

Li Xiao stated calmly, “You took all the transport robots away; even if each of us grew eight pairs of hands, we wouldn’t be able to finish hauling.”

“All excuses!” Chen Lie barked loudly, “Refrain from returning if you fail to deliver them all!”

Concluding his words, he hung up the communication link.

Li Xiao paid him no heed, returning aboard the vehicle alongside Qin Le and the others; Song Jin was already asleep leaning alone in the passenger seat.

The group refrained from disturbing him, starting the vehicle to continue toward the next destination.

Past eight in the evening, Li Xiao was currently distributing materials alongside Jiang Hao’s trio within the academic building hall of a middle school when Song Jin pushed the door to enter, silently walking to Li Xiao’s side to assist.

Li Xiao looked at him. “Is your physical status better?”

“Mm.” Song Jin handed the reserve provisions over to a disaster victim.

Seeing Song Jin operating as though nothing had transpired, Li Xiao reflected it might be the effect of that single suppressor.

The Royal Family generally possessed their own dedicated suppressors, which carried stronger specificity and better effects.

With an extra individual assisting, the speed parameter was slightly faster.

A fair number of disaster victims had viewed Li Xiao within the news; seeing him personally arrive to deliver materials made them exceptionally joyful. A fair number of individuals refrained from departing after receiving items, guarding beside Li Xiao’s side to converse—the vast majority comprised elderly individuals. Although the young individuals liked Li Xiao, their face parameters were thin, lacking the courage to strike up a conversation.

Song Jin lifted his eyes to glance over during the course of distribution, reflecting that since the suppressor had taken effect, his body should have recovered. Unwilling to accept it, he leaned close across to Li Xiao’s side to sniff, shrinking back with knit brows.

Why does it still fail to function!

Qian Can couldn’t resist lamenting, “The earring brother is truly strong; he has smiled toward the grandpas and grandmas for an entire evening.”

“A mere mask; it operates as something far too easy for him.” Song Jin’s voice was very low.

Qian Can: “Purely on account of this face, it can retrieve a fair amount of impression points for the Royal Family.”

By the time they distributed all the materials, it had already passed midnight; the final destination of the transport vehicle was DF965’s starship.

The transport vehicle had just taken off when, seeing Song Jin draw near, Li Xiao was puzzled: “What is the matter?”

Song Jin knit his brows slightly. “It’s nothing.”

Concluding his words, he leaned back into his seat, turning his head to look outside the window.

Li Xiao threw an extra glance toward him.

This brat constantly leaned over from time to time this evening, yet failed to speak when questioned; it was a bit abnormal.

Returning aboard the starship, Chen Lie and his soldiers had already changed shifts to rest long ago, forcing them to return to their rest cabins on their own.

Li Xiao originally intended to inquire regarding Song Jin’s physical status, yet the other party lacked spirit, remaining virtually silent on the return journey as well. By the time he returned from his shower, Song Jin was already asleep.

The next day at six-thirty, Chen Lie directly dispatched the transport vehicle’s serial number to Li Xiao, permitting them to operate on their own parameters.

Running continuously for two days, they all busied themselves until past midnight before they could conclude.

Late this night, they concluded the mission at the final evacuation point.

Qin Le and the others were fatigued to a severe parameter, each holding a pack of dried meat as they squatted and sat across a corner of the park square, preparing to rest a bit after consuming it before heading back.

“Boss.” Jiang Hao saw Li Xiao exit from the underground evacuation point, hurl-throwing a pack of dried meat across. “Take a rest.”

Li Xiao accepted it, looking left and right. “Where is Xiao Jin?”

Jiang Hao pointed toward the open terrace beside the small pavilion. “Brother Song appears to have been in an abysmal mood these past two days.”

Far more than an abysmal mood—he had been well-behaved to an absurd parameter these past two days, failing to even utter words.

Li Xiao walked toward that side. “Sitting this far away alone?”

Hearing the sound, Song Jin recovered his senses, shifting his head to look at the arriving individual.

Li Xiao’s figure was slender, his bone contours and proportions exceptionally ideal; beneath the dim yellow street lamp, his entire being was cloaked in a layer of gentle halo, to the parameter where his casual action of wiping away sweat appeared particularly beautiful.

“What has been the matter these past two days?” Li Xiao sat beside his side, casually touching his face. “Fatigued? Or do mind parameters exist?”

Song Jin subconsciously nuzzled his hand, yet upon catching the scent of the odor, he resisted and retreated some distance away once more.

“It’s nothing.”

Li Xiao observed this within his eyes, turning more certain that Song Jin possessed an issue.

If placed during normal times, this little lion possessing surplus energy would have pounced over long ago.

“Truly?” Li Xiao pressed further. “Evasion fails to resemble you.”

Song Jin frustratedly ruffled his hair, remaining silent for a very long time. Just as Li Xiao assumed he wouldn’t open his mouth, he stated hesitantly, “I might not like Alphas.”

Li Xiao paused.

He was more or less equipped with psychological preparations.

After all, Song Jin’s emotional experiences were far too sparse, operating as childishly as a three-year-old child in this aspect; it was very normal for him to execute an error in judgment.

But to permit him to let go because of this—he was already incapable of doing so.

Li Xiao was just reflecting on how to catch the conversation when he saw Song Jin turn his head to look over, looking at him seriously as he stated, “I am merely coveting your beautiful aesthetics.”

Li Xiao: “…”