Master Qiao waved his large hand and pushed the door open. The wooden door struck the stopper with a dull thud. The several bodyguards stationed at the entrance—men under He Chu San—looked at him awkwardly, not daring to block him, nor to utter a single word.
Leaning on his cane, he craned his head to peer inside—
The living room of the luxury suite was empty. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, scattered lights dotted the beach, the inky-blue sea blending seamlessly with the night sky. He stepped inside, glancing around. The furnishings were refined and orderly, yet a few pieces of clothing hung haphazardly over one corner of a European-style sofa. On the floor lay two pairs of men’s shoes.
—Two pairs.
Master Qiao turned back with a strange look toward the advisor. The advisor’s expression clearly said, “Something’s not right here!”
With a flick of his cane, Master Qiao strode inward. He first checked the nearby balcony, then turned into the bedroom—both empty.
From the bathroom beside the bedroom came the faint sound of splashing water. His eyes shifted, and he lifted his cane, using its tip to nudge open the half-closed bathroom door.
He Chu San sat alone in the large bathtub, his back to the door. The rushing sound came from the massage jets churning the water. Hearing footsteps behind him, He Chu San turned with slight effort, surprise flashing across his face.
“Brother Qiao?”
“Why are you here?”
He hurriedly stood, grabbing a towel from beside the tub—not to cover his lower body, but to drape it haphazardly over his upper half. Yet Master Qiao had already seen the fresh bite marks on his neck, the faint scratch marks on his back, and his flushed face, moist eyes—any man could tell what had just happened.
“Brother He… this is…?” Master Qiao asked with a peculiar look.
“I’ve been lying in bed too long—my blood isn’t circulating well. The doctor told me to soak more often,” He Chu San replied awkwardly.
“Brother He, quite playful, aren’t you? Splashing water all over like this.” Master Qiao tapped the water stains around the tub with his cane, smiling strangely.
“Th-this… a bit playful, yes.” He Chu San forced a laugh. “Did Big Brother come this late for something? Did something go wrong with the accounts?”
“No, not a single problem. You’ve done excellently, Brother He. I had nothing else tonight—just came to visit you. Seems that ever since you transferred here, you’ve been living quite well.”
As he spoke, his gaze swept around—and he noticed the trail of water leading toward the changing room at the side, hidden behind a curtain. A smile flickered in his eyes.
“Come, come—don’t catch a chill. I’ll get you a bathrobe…”
“Brother Qiao! No need!”
He Chu San quickly moved to stop him—but the advisor stepped sideways, blocking his path.
In the next instant, Master Qiao pulled open the curtain—
—Inside, Kevin crouched in terror. He wore a blue bathrobe—the very one Master Qiao had seen He Chu San wearing before. His face was flushed red, his entire body damp, water still dripping from his hair. At the open collar of his robe were several fresh red marks.
As the curtain flew open, Kevin hastily covered his face, then fumbled to pull his robe tighter around himself.
Master Qiao and the advisor stared wide-eyed. Kevin lowered his head in shame and fear.
He Chu San quickly stepped forward, shielding Kevin. “Ahem… Brother Qiao, about this… don’t blame the kid. It’s me… I… I’ve been hospitalized too long. A man has his needs…”
Master Qiao stared at him strangely. He Chu San—master of performance—was drenched, whether in water or sweat, looking back nervously.
Then suddenly—
Master Qiao’s eyes narrowed, his face relaxed—
“HAHAHAHA!!”
He burst into roaring laughter, slapping He Chu San’s bare shoulder loudly.
“Hahaha! Brother He! You’ve got style! Taking care of your health without forgetting enjoyment! Hahaha! Kevin, you’re quite the dedicated personal assistant too, hahaha!”
“Big Brother, I—this isn’t…” He Chu San tried to explain, but Master Qiao cut him off with another hearty slap.
“No need! I understand! My fault for barging in and interrupting your good time! Hahaha! I’ll take my leave—come visit you again in a few days!”
……
Still laughing, Master Qiao left with the advisor. Along the way, he couldn’t stop coughing with laughter, his cane striking the ground with sharp clacks. The advisor followed behind, his face a mix of helpless amusement and concern.
Master Qiao climbed into the car first. Once the advisor joined him, he slung an arm around his neck, voice hoarse with laughter.
“Advisor—ah, my dear old treasure! You saw that, didn’t you? Feel relieved now? You said he wanted to stir trouble? Become a boss? Does he have that capability? He’s busy fooling around in a love nest with his little assistant! Hahaha! No wonder he couldn’t bring himself to kill Xia Liu Yi back then—he just couldn’t let go of that ass, wanted to get a few more rounds in! Hahahaha!”
The advisor still struggled weakly. “But that Kevin was planted by you to watch him. Now they’re entangled—this won’t be good…”
“He’s just a pair of eyes. If you’re worried, plant a few more. Besides, Kevin’s taken my money—and he’s got an old mother at home. For her sake, he won’t dare step out of line. Just keep an eye on the accounts He Chu San handles. If the accounts are fine, everything else is fine.”
Master Qiao gave him a reassuring slap on the back, then burst out laughing again.
“Hey, Advisor—have you ever tried men? Is it really that fun? Otherwise, tonight the two of us can go find a male brothel and see for ourselves?”
“……”
……
As for Master Qiao dragging the advisor off to “experience life” at a male brothel, we shall leave that aside for now.
Back in the changing room, Xia Liu Yi, a towel wrapped around his waist, leapt out from the wardrobe. Three grown men, scarcely clothed, squeezed into the small space—the atmosphere unbearably awkward.
“Ahem, Kevin—thank you,” He Chu San said.
Kevin kept his head lowered, carefully averting his gaze from their bodies. He had known since his youth that he was gay, his awakening early—and now, trapped in a room with two bare-chested men still radiating the lingering heat of intimacy, one of them his secret crush—it was enough to cost him his life.
His mind was still filled with the scene he had just glimpsed—blood racing. If he hadn’t seen wrong, then although his Brother Chu San had been below… he was actually the one on top??? And that infamous Blood Asura Boss had been driven to flushed helplessness, head thrown back in moans! Now Boss Xia’s body was covered in marks, even his little peak swollen!
His vision darkened, heat rushing to his head. Instinctively, he covered his nose, bent down in flustered haste to grab the clothes he had tossed aside earlier, clutching them to himself to hide his reaction.
“Ahem… it’s nothing. I didn’t expect Master Qiao to come so suddenly. We only discovered his car at the hospital entrance—it’s my failure.”
“Not your fault. Thanks to you rushing in to help,” He Chu San reassured him.
“Th-then, Brother Chu San… Mr. Xia… I’ll be going now.” Kevin stammered. “You… Master Qiao… he…”
He was the worrying sort. He had wanted to warn them that Master Qiao might grow suspicious and increase surveillance—that it might be best not to “exercise” in the sanatorium anymore. But then he thought—his Brother Chu San would surely have considered this already. Better to shut up and leave.
Flustered, he waved his hand, clutched his clothes tight, and bolted out.
From behind, Xia Liu Yi and He Chu San saw his ears flushed a deep purple. Soon, the sound of the front door slamming echoed—bang!
“……”
“……”
The couple stood stiffly in place. Never in their lives had they experienced such awkwardness—so much so that even embarrassment itself seemed forgotten.
After a long moment, Xia Liu Yi spoke stiffly, “How old is he?”
“Twenty-one… twenty-two.”
“He’s gay?”
“I… think so.”
“Why was his face so red? Because of you?”
“N-no… probably just shy.”
“Can he keep his mouth shut?”
“He can, he can! He didn’t see anything—you’re not killing him.”
“……”
“Maybe I should kill you instead.”
“Hah… don’t… that tickles…”
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