Rebirth Of The Apocalypse Queen: On Your Knees, Young Emperor! Chapter 158 - On A Mission Together

Chapter 158: On a Mission Together

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Qin Jiaojiao felt aggrieved and clenched her teeth as big droplets of tears flowed down. “Big brother, this gentleman didn’t bully me. It’s my fault. Sir, please don’t be mad.”

Gao Yuan marveled at how fast Qin Jiaojiao’s expression changed. His eyes turned frosty and he was no longer polite towards them anymore. “Miss, I was just telling you nicely that we’re going on a mission and a delicate young lady like you should go back soon.”

This young lady was really great at acting and these two big brothers were senseless too.

Qin Hanmo’s phoenix eyes turned cold. “We’re here to take part in the mission too. This is an order from the higher-ups.”

After speaking, Qin Hanmo handed a stamped doc.u.ment to Gao Yuan. He was really unhappy now, but he suppressed his anger and did not explode.

These few months had allowed him to grow up quickly. He had learned to let go of his pride and be tolerant.

Gao Yuan took the order, but he really didn’t want to see these three young masters and mistresses who only knew how to fool around. How could they even contribute to the team? By dragging them down?

“Since this is an order from the higher-ups, you guys may come along. But I have to make things clear first. We’re not your bodyguards. You must take care of yourself and we will not save you if anything happens.”

Gao Yuan had made things clear – they were going on a mission, not a holiday.

Zheng Zhong was very displeased with Gao Yuan, who had bullied Qin Jiaojiao. He was about to speak when Qin Hanmo stopped him.

“Of course, we will protect ourselves. Thank you for your concern. I’m a s.p.a.ce ability user and Zheng Zhong is an earth ability user.”

Qin Hanmo spoke with a clear voice. He knew that ability users were treated much better.

As expected, when Gao Yuan heard that they were ability users, he looked satisfied. “Hurry get in the car, then. We’re setting off soon.”

Qin Jiaojiao glanced at the large open wagon in front with disdain. This type of car only allowed for two people to sit at the front and the remaining people had to sit at the back. It was open-air and the cold wind would blow at their faces like the countryside tractors she saw on television.

She didn’t want to sit in this type of car.

“No need. Big brother Zheng Zhong drove over. We’ll just follow behind you.” Qin Jiaojiao pointed at the Mercedes-Benz behind with unconcealable pride in her eyes.

Gao Yuan was so glad that they didn’t join them. Seeing this, he didn’t say anything, got into the car, and didn’t take a second glance at these three people.

In the car, Qin Yi was bored, and she pulled Xiao Lan’s hind legs, messing around with this little fella like a toy. It was rare that Xiao Lan didn’t make a fuss and cuddled up in Qin Yi’s embrace.

The weather was very cold. The gloomy winds drilled into one’s s.h.i.+rt and those who wore less couldn’t help but rub their hands and faces.

The three guys in the Thunder Squad instinctively surrounded the two girls in the middle and helped them block the wind.

Yun Huan and the rest were still alright since they wore more layers, but Qin Yi’s body temperature had always been very low, and her fingers were ice-cold at this moment. The redness on her lips had disappeared and her lips were turning pale.

Yun Huan could sense that something was wrong with Qin Yi. He rubbed Qin Yi’s hands and they were piercing cold and he pursed his thin lips out of habit. “Very cold?”

Qin Yi shook her head. “No, I’m not cold. My body temperature had always been lower than others.”

Yun Huan looked at the young man and frowned, then opened his backpack and took a cloak out. After putting it around the young man, Yun Huan lifted a few loose long strands of hair away from Qin Yi’s face.

“It’s time for a haircut. It’s a little long already. I’ll help you when we return.”

Qin Yi’s hair between his fingertips was as smooth as silk.

Qin Yi combed through her hair with her fingers – it was indeed a little long. She could even hold it up already.

“Alright.”