Chapter 34
Mu Feiyi had already opened the car door, but hearing Yu Xiaoyuan’s breathless call, he froze mid-motion.
He turned back, a look of puzzled intrigue on his face, wondering why the young man was calling after him with such urgency.
Inside the foyer, Yu Tianwei sat by the entryway, watching her brother with an amused, exasperated expression. The little hamster had scurried in like a frantic gust of wind, shifted back into his human form in the blink of an eye, and pulled an elongated black case from his spatial realm out of thin air.
The case looked strikingly familiar. Tianwei massaged her temples.
Watching this boy navigate romance is truly an exhausting spectator sport.
Having pulled the heavy case from his dimensional storage, Yu Xiaoyuan had shouted toward the driveway and sprinted back outside without pausing to catch his breath. The case was remarkably long—almost as tall as he was—forcing him to carry it in an awkward, half-hugging embrace as he ran.
“You’re taking a private charter flight, right?” he gasped, breathlessly thrusting the container into Mu Feiyi’s hands.
Watching the youth stumble toward him, Mu Feiyi shut the car door and stepped forward, taking the heavy box with one hand.
It carried substantial weight. Judging by its length and balance, Mu Feiyi had a pretty good idea of what rested inside, though a flicker of bewilderment remained in his eyes. He couldn’t quite fathom why the boy was offering such a thing.
“This… Uncle Yu had it blessed by a master! Take it with you for protection!” Yu Xiaoyuan urged, looking at him with immense, solemn sincerity. “You must keep it by your side at all times. If you leave it behind, the little hamster won’t speak to you when you return!”
Mu Feiyi arched an eyebrow, his gaze shifting from the boy’s earnest face to the latches on the case.
Flipping the clasps open, his eyebrows climbed even higher. Subconsciously, his gaze drifted up toward the third-floor balcony.
Yu Yuanzhou had naturally been lingering by the window, watching the exchange like a hawk. The moment his eyes landed on the black case in his nephew’s arms, the older man was struck completely dumb.
He dragged a hand down his face in sheer disbelief, then gave a sharp, defeated wave from the balcony: Take it. Just take it and get lost!
Good grief! Nothing is even official between them yet!
Mu Feiyi, that smooth-talking scoundrel, had merely visited the estate once, and here was his soft-hearted nephew eagerly handing over family heirlooms! Yu Yuanzhou felt a twinge of genuine panic: if this was how the boy acted now, would he give away their entire estate once the world fell apart?
What kind of romance is this anyway? Wouldn’t it be a thousand times simpler if the little hamster just remained Uncle Yu’s pampered child forever?!
With his discerning eye, Mu Feiyi recognized immediately that the five-foot Miao dao resting in the velvet lining was an extraordinary piece of craftsmanship. The folded pattern along the steel blade was layered and distinct—unquestionably hand-forged by a master smith.
Setting the case on the car hood, Mu Feiyi drew the five-foot-long blade with a smooth, fluid motion, lightly tapping the flat of the steel.
“A magnificent blade!”
He gave the long sword a measured swing. The steel sliced through the night air with a crisp, whistling hiss. Flicking the blade with an index finger, a low, resonant chime rang out, steady and unbroken.
“Truly an exceptional weapon.”
Having stood at the pinnacle of the business world for years, there were few luxury treasures Mu Feiyi hadn’t encountered. For him to praise a weapon twice proved its remarkable quality.
Yet, a wry smile touched his lips. “Did Uncle Yu truly have this blessed as a protective talisman?”
Yu Xiaoyuan nodded with frantic, unhesitating conviction.
Mu Feiyi glanced back up toward the third floor with a look of quiet amusement. This time, the window had been slammed shut with thunderous force. A second later, a sheet of plain printer paper was pressed against the glass, bearing three aggressively scrawled characters: GET OUT NOW!!!
Right. A ‘blessed talisman’ indeed.
“I really can’t accept this,” Mu Feiyi began, preparing to decline the generous gift.
Yu Xiaoyuan lunged forward, his hands gripping the man’s wrist tightly. “No! You have to take it! You must!”
“Even if you want to give it back, wait until we see each other next month,” the youth insisted, staring up with unyielding determination. “You absolutely, positively, without a doubt must keep it with you!”
Mu Feiyi was entirely at a loss, yet the sheer intensity in the boy’s dark eyes was impossible to dismiss.
“Are you genuinely worried I’ll run into danger out in the mountains?”
That was the only logical explanation he could piece together. Entering uninhabited, high-altitude terrain inevitably carried real survival risks. And in their country, civilian firearms were strictly banned, alongside edged weapons exceeding standard blade regulations.
Rubbing his temples with a quiet chuckle, Mu Feiyi relented. “All right. I understand.”
Pulling out his phone, he dialed his executive assistant, instructing him to expedite special transport permits for the blade through the private aviation terminal. If they didn’t clear the paperwork immediately, he wouldn’t make his departure window.
“I will take it with me,” Mu Feiyi said, pocketing his phone and looking down at the young man with genuine gravity. “When I return in a month, if you still want me to have it, I’ll accept it permanently.”
Consider it a keepsake between us.
His composed thoughts were becoming entirely tangled by this guileless young man; everything felt delightfully out of order.
Under the silvery wash of the garden lights, Yu Xiaoyuan’s skin looked porcelain-fair and soft. Far prettier than his fierce sister, Mu Feiyi noted privately, casting a brief glance toward the front porch where Tianwei was still glaring from behind the doorway.
The boy’s eyes were obsidian-dark, gazing up with such undivided focus that it felt as though his entire world held room for only one person. His lips were moist and flushed pink, parting slightly to reveal small, neat teeth that gave him the endearing look of a young rabbit. When he smiled, it was pure, radiant sweetness.
As if under a spell, Mu Feiyi reached out once more, gently resting his palm against the boy’s cheek.
The skin was impossibly soft and smooth. Long, delicate lashes fluttered under his touch, and the youth’s hair was light and fluffy—remarkably reminiscent of the little hamster’s coat. The subtle roundness of his cheeks only made him look younger and more disarmingly sweet.
Subconsciously, Mu Feiyi’s gaze drifted lower.
Taking advantage of their height difference, his eyes traced the line of the boy’s open collar.
Beneath the soft fabric, the youth’s throat and collarbones gleamed fair and flushed with a delicate, healthy warmth.
Mu Feiyi’s breath caught in his chest. A sudden warmth rushed through his veins, and he murmured without thinking, “You really are exceptionally fair.”
“Eh?” The youth tilted his head in sheer, innocent confusion.
CLANG!
The third-floor window flew open once more.
Yu Yuanzhou stood on the balcony, his eyes burning with outright murder as he pointed a trembling finger into the distance. In his other hand, he was casually resting a heavy tactical hunting rifle against the ledge—a silent promise that if the scoundrel didn’t hit the road this instant, he was coming down to settle the score personally.
Reluctantly pulling his hand back, Mu Feiyi ruffled the boy’s soft hair. “I really must go.”
“Mm-hmm!” Yu Xiaoyuan waved cheerfully, completely oblivious to the silent war above him. “Have a safe flight!”
His journey is beginning, the youth thought, looking up at the glittering stars before meeting Mu Feiyi’s eyes. His destiny is about to take flight.
“Remember to enjoy yourself!” Yu Xiaoyuan beamed, his smile warm and reassuring. “And if you ever need anything, just come find me. Whatever you lack, I’ll have it ready for you!”
Whether it’s food, medicine, or survival supplies, the little hamster has gathered it all!
“Whatever I need?” Mu Feiyi raised an eyebrow, thoroughly entertained by the youth’s bottomless enthusiasm.
“I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.”
Latching the blade safely inside its case, Mu Feiyi stowed it across the back seat, scooped up the cup of iced peanut milk tea from the hood, and opened the driver’s door.
He looked back one final time at the slender figure leaning against the garden gate, waving into the night. Stepping on the gas, the red sports car smoothly surged down the private road toward the airport expressway, an unshakeable smile lingering on his lips.
“What an extraordinarily sweet little fellow,” he murmured to the empty cabin.
Glancing at the milk tea resting in the center console cup holder, Mu Feiyi realized he couldn’t bring himself to toss it aside. By the time the vehicle rolled into the VIP terminal, he had quietly finished every single drop.
Not a trace was left.
The rich, sugary sweetness left him feeling thoroughly unaccustomed, prompting him to lightly rub his chest. “Never again,” he muttered with an amused groan. An extra-large cup of sweet tea was far too rich for his taste; going forward, taking a small sip whenever the boy insisted on sharing would be more than enough.
Carrying the long case into the executive departure lounge, he was greeted by his personal assistant, who was holding a freshly stamped transport clearance manifest.
The assistant rubbed his temples with a weary sigh. “Mr. Mu, could you please give me a bit more notice next time? Securing expedited permits for specialized weaponry on an hour’s notice is an absolute administrative nightmare.”
Mu Feiyi understood the subtext: without the sweeping corporate influence of the Mu Corporation behind him, clearing regulatory hurdles took substantially more effort.
He offered an indifferent smile, unlatching the clasps to let his assistant see the steel blade inside. “The young master gave it to me on a whim. It appears to be one of Uncle Yu’s prized heirlooms.”
The assistant peered at the master-crafted weapon, his eyes widening in surprise. “Mr. Yu didn’t try to break your legs on the spot?”
“Hahaha! I suspect he came dangerously close,” Mu Feiyi laughed, recalling the older man scrawling a furious eviction notice on a sheet of scrap paper.
Leaning back into the lounge sofa, his hand rested against the textured surface of the case.
A keepsake? In the boy’s innocent mind, perhaps it was. The youth had parted with something his family clearly treasured, likely worried that the mountain expedition carried real danger.
He couldn’t entirely fathom the boy’s logic, but…
“He’s thoroughly charming,” Mu Feiyi murmured, tracing the edge of the case. “Though it seems I’ll be lugging a rather cumbersome piece of baggage around for the next month.”
“A sweet burden, sir?” his assistant teased gently.
Mu Feiyi didn’t refute the remark. He sat quietly in the lounge, his fingers casually brushing against the container as his traveling companions gradually filtered into the terminal.
When the other heirs arrived and noticed the imposing case, asking about its origin, Mu Feiyi recounted the story without the slightest hesitation: who had given it to him, the extraordinary craftsmanship of the blade, and Uncle Yu’s murderous expression from the balcony.
“He literally hung a sign telling me to get out,” Mu Feiyi concluded with a relaxed smirk.
Qian Shan clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “Unbelievable.”
“You’re truly playing for keeps, aren’t you?” Young Master Shao chuckled, taking a seat across from him. “Snatching both the young master of the Yu family and the pet hamster he dotes on.”
A quiet, confident smile touched Mu Feiyi’s lips. “Perhaps it’s simply fate.”
“Or perhaps a pet naturally mirrors its master?” Qian Shan shrugged. “They share the exact same temperament, don’t they?”
“Yes,” Mu Feiyi agreed, his eyes brightening at the observation. “The little hamster and Little Yuan are remarkably alike in so many ways.”
Both were adorably simple, fiercely loyal, and held an instinctual desire to be near him. At a time when high society was actively keeping its distance, the Yu household had treated him with unconditional warmth.
From the elders down to the youngest.
Mu Feiyi took a slow breath, his voice dropping into a quiet register. “I will remember that debt.”
Well, aside from Miss Yu, who would happily throw a shoe at my head… Then again, I still managed to steal her brother’s heart.
Looking down at the case, he murmured with a faint smirk, “I suppose I really haven’t left the Yu family much of anything, have I?” A clean, decisive sweep.
Yet if the boy had truly presented this blade as a token of devotion, what should he offer in return?
Forcing his racing thoughts to steady, Mu Feiyi confronted the deeper question head-on: was he genuinely prepared to spend the rest of his life bound to this person?
Was this genuine, enduring commitment, or merely a fleeting spark of emotional relief after escaping his family’s toxic orbit?
His gaze settled on the dark case.
That prime commercial parcel in downtown S City.
A legendary blade was worth an entire city.
Mu Feiyi rubbed his temples, letting out a soft, self-deprecating scoff. What am I even babbling about?
The question wasn’t what counter-gift to present, but whether he and Yu Xiaoyuan were truly meant for each other. Was he acting on a reckless whim, or something permanent?
Could an apex predator like him truly find peace alongside such a sweet, simple-minded boy?
Another voice in Mu Feiyi’s heart shouted at him: It’s so clear at a glance, and so sweet, how bitter has your life been? Don’t you want to go home and relax, and taste more sweet milk candy?
Haven’t you fought enough outside? Haven’t you struggled enough? Do you have to fight three hundred rounds at home too?
Mu Feiyi thought of the Little Fellow’s snow-white skin and felt that it wasn’t impossible.
“What are you thinking about?” Qian Shan patted his shoulder, “Come on, it’s time to board.”
“Coming.” The young man’s skin still floated before Mu Feiyi’s eyes, a mix of helplessness and an indescribable feeling.
So, was it that he wasn’t interested in relationships in the past because he simply hadn’t met the right person?
Once that person appeared, feelings came on so fiercely and incomprehensibly, as if spilled water could not be recovered.
It was strange; that feeling made the always rational Mu Feiyi feel very magical, that he would actually have such thoughts.
It felt completely illogical. Mu Feiyi originally thought he would find someone with a comparable family background.
Of course, Yu Xiaoyuan’s family background was comparable to his.
Someone with good character, strong ability, who could help him in the business world, or at least be his equal, or someone who could clean up the mess of the Mu Family.
For example, the eldest Miss Yu, whom his grandfather had favored. In the past, Mu Feiyi didn’t care; he could marry anyone, as his ambitions lay elsewhere.
But now, although his partner was also from the Yu Family, it was the delicate Young Master of the Yu Family.
Mu Feiyi walked towards the plane, his gaze drifting to the miao saber box in his hand.
He shook his head with a smile, wondering why he was overthinking things.
“Gongsun and that kid from the Lin family have already arrived in D City. They sent a message asking when we’d arrive.”
“A little over an hour. Tell them two hours,” Young Master Shao said, sending a goodnight message to his wife before sitting down on the plane.
“Oh,” Qian Shan replied, looking down to send the message.
Qian Minghang was very interested in Mu Feiyi’s miao saber and wanted to see it after he sat down.
Mu Feiyi opened the saber box, showing off a bit as he flicked the blade, raising an eyebrow: “How is it?”
Qian Minghang’s eyes immediately lit up: “What a good saber!!!”
“This saber, I think there’s something to it,” Young Master Shao said, frowning. “Minghang, can you tell what kind of saber it is?”
“This saber feels a bit damp,” Qian Minghang said, touching the blade. It felt very strange. He then placed a tissue on it, but it didn’t stick at all.
“What’s going on?” He couldn’t understand.
The saber was sharpened, exceptionally keen, capable of cutting a hair.
Mu Feiyi didn’t know either, but he was feeling a bit of stomach pain. “I’m going to the restroom. Remember to put it back after you’re done looking.”
“Got it,” Qian Minghang said teasingly, moving his gaze from the blade to look at him. “This is your token of love, so I’ll naturally be careful.”
As he spoke, he saw a note and a packet of tea leaves in the saber box and casually placed them on the table for Mu Feiyi to see when he returned.
Mu Feiyi was in a hurry and didn’t have time to retort.
While in the restroom, Mu Feiyi sighed: “It seems milk tea really isn’t for me.”
Or maybe there was something wrong with that cup of milk tea?
“Sigh.”
The plane had already taken off by then.
Mu Feiyi’s departure from T City also marked the beginning of his different journey.
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On the other side, after Yu Xiaoyuan waved goodbye to Mu Feiyi, his sister grabbed him by the ear and dragged him home.
“Ow, ow, ow, that hurts, that hurts, that hurts.” Seriously, one liked to pinch his cheeks, and the other liked to pull his ears.
little hamster dared not resist, only secretly glancing at his sister’s face, pouting, “Hmph~” Stingy.
“Hmph!” Yu Tianwei huffed even louder than him!
“Hmph hmph.” Yu Xiaoyuan transformed back into his Little Hamster form to free his ears. “Don’t pull my ears, it really hurts.”
The delicate little hamster lowered his head and rubbed his ears with his little paws. “Look, they’re all red!”
little hamster’s ears were so thin; rubbing them twice would make them red, let alone being pulled by his sister.
“You little rascal, are you trying to change the subject?!” Yu Tianwei was furious.
Yes, that’s exactly what he meant.
little hamster guiltily turned his head, looking elsewhere, not daring to look at his sister.
Yu Yuanzhou also rushed downstairs, angrily pointing at the little rascal.
“You!”
little hamster washed his face with his paws, then seriously began licking the fur on his belly.
Anyway, anyway, little hamster was very busy. You, you can talk all you want, but don’t lay a hand on little hamster.
“You like him?” Yu Yuanzhou took a deep breath, thinking carefully.
“Not, not really.” little hamster stared blankly at his uncle. “It’s just that his star is so bright and beautiful.” And his pectoral muscles were just the right height, which little hamster liked, that’s all.
At this moment, a certain silly little hamster’s survival instinct was particularly strong, and he concealed the latter part of the sentence.
If he said it, then the little hamster’s hide would be in trouble.
little hamster rubbed his cheeks, “Just, just like that, no other reason.”
“Really?” Yu Yuanzhou looked at him suspiciously. After all, his child might not have matured yet, instinctively approaching the other person, but not necessarily thinking about that kind of thing.
Being slow to react was sometimes a very good advantage, wasn’t it?
“En!” little hamster nodded very vigorously.
“If you like him, I can find a way to bring him back. Then we can spend the beginning of the apocalypse together, and you two can build a deep bond.” Although Yu Yuanzhou felt a pang of reluctance, Mu Feiyi was a child he had watched grow up. He was capable and had good character. Putting emotions aside, he was indeed an excellent choice. But! Mu Feiyi didn’t spark with his daughter; instead, he sparked with his nephew.
Yu Yuanzhou was annoyed. After all, if they sparked, his little hamster would be gone.
This matter couldn’t be forced. If he truly fell for him, then the little hamster was out of the question.
Yu Yuanzhou wailed inwardly: Sister, I’m sorry! It looks like there might not be any Little Mice now.
“No, no!” little hamster stood up, waving his paws repeatedly. “little hamster doesn’t want him to come back.”
How could Mu Feiyi come back? He had his own destiny, a great destiny!
little hamster had seen the stars. It was because the stars were so beautiful that he firmly believed Mu Feiyi had to leave.
He even gave him the best miao saber. This saber was a cold weapon Uncle Yu had acquired.
After all, bullets and arrows might run out, but cold weapons could be used for a long time, especially good sabers and swords.
That miao saber was Uncle Yu’s collection, originally acquired for over thirteen million.
It was even priceless, and Uncle Yu had gone to great lengths to obtain it.
His uncle loved these cold weapons, so when Yu Xiaoyuan mentioned the apocalypse was coming the next day, Uncle Yu gradually transported these cold weapons back and put them in little hamster’s space.
And little hamster picked out a few good sabers and swords and threw them into the spiritual spring, letting them soak so they would be even better for killing zombies in the future.
This was also why Qian Minghang found the miao saber damp but not sticking to the tissue.
It was covered with a thin layer of spiritual energy, which could protect the blade, preventing it from curling after a thousand cuts or dulling after ten thousand hacks.
Uncle Yu had collected eighteen types of weapons, such as: staff, saber, sword, spear, shield, axe, etc. The family had all of these.
In addition, little hamster thought that Tang sabers, miao sabers, broadswords, double-edged sabers, battle sabers, Qi family sabers, and even double hooks, flying talons, hammers, and wolf teeth were more suitable for the apocalypse.
These were very powerful in dealing with zombies, especially in the early stages, when the zombies before the end of the Seven Heavens were not strong enough and their movements were not very fast.
Among the many weapons, little hamster chose the miao saber.
Its blade was five feet long, the actual blade three feet eight inches, combining the advantages of both a saber and a spear. It could be wielded with one or two hands, drawing power from the back muscles, the saber turning with the person, unstoppable.
One strike could easily shatter a shield, let alone a zombie?
little hamster didn’t know or wasn’t sure if Mu Feiyi could find firearms immediately when the disaster struck. Moreover, if it really came to the apocalypse, without military factories, firearms would only be a fleeting glimpse.
Unless in the middle and later stages, a new system was established during the apocalypse, then factories might recover, and firearms would reappear on the front lines of eliminating zombies and mutated plants and animals.
But in the early stages, in this country where guns were prohibited, nothing was more suitable than a miao saber.
little hamster just… thinking of this, the Little Hamster nervously licked his wet nose. He had no selfish motives, no, he didn’t, he just gave it to whoever it was most suitable for.
Thinking of this, little hamster became brazen and self-righteous.
Moreover, his uncle couldn’t even wield the miao saber. It would be better to use a battle saber; its chopping was also unstoppable, yet it was simple to operate, only requiring simple chopping.
His sister could use a Tang saber, which was shorter, lighter, and more flexible.
As for him, little hamster would have a Superpower.
“Is that all?” Yu Tianwei looked at the Little Hamster suspiciously. “That’s it?”
little hamster immediately understood, nervously licking his nose.
He nodded his furry head firmly, feeling very guilty inside.
Of course, it wasn’t just that. He had put spiritual spring water in the milk tea.
little hamster had hesitated about this. He could tell from the stars that Mu Feiyi would definitely be in the 10%, but he still added spiritual spring water.
Because little hamster remembered he had the bloodline of a White Tiger, and his Superpower might be related to the White Tiger. He hoped Mu Feiyi would have a smoother time activating his Superpower, with less pain.
Of course, he put it in one cup of milk tea.
If Mu Feiyi drank it all, then the greater intake would naturally be beneficial for his future.
If he only pretended to take a sip, it would be better than nothing~
Additionally, he also put a packet of tea leaves in the saber box, with a note written on it.
He had soaked these tea leaves in spiritual spring water and asked him to share them with his friends for tasting later.
This was little hamster’s true selfish motive. Since his companions were Mu Feiyi’s true friends, he hoped to leave more people to help him.
“Never mind, it’s just a saber,” Yu Yuanzhou actually didn’t think there was anything wrong with giving the miao saber to Mu Feiyi.
He was more than willing for Mu Feiyi, the child he had watched grow up, to have something to protect himself.
It’s just! He couldn’t stand his little rascal being a traitor.
Their relationship wasn’t even confirmed yet. The other person told him to wait a month and come back after he had thought it over.
And he rushed over to cling to him, then even brought out the family’s good stuff to give to the other person.
Yu Yuanzhou felt annoyed just thinking about it. Oh, and this little rascal also said that if he ever needed anything in the future, he should come to him, as he had what Mu Feiyi needed most.
Mu Feiyi didn’t understand, but he understood perfectly.
So, all the things they had been saving up for so long, this little rascal had already decided where they were going?!
Thinking of this, Yu Yuanzhou held back, but couldn’t, and immediately went over and pinched the little hamster’s ear.
“Squeak squeak squeak QAQ” Ah ah ah, why is Uncle Yu also pulling little hamster’s ears?
little hamster is so innocent QAQ
What did little hamster do wrong anyway?
little hamster, with teary eyes, pulled at Uncle Yu’s hand. It was too tragic, too tragic. In the end, it was little hamster who bore everything.
