Prince Damien, the Ghost King, let out a sigh, his tone tinged with pity as he protested, "If this were before, you would never be so impatient. Now all your patience is reserved for those two little rascals!"
Morgan Shangguan looked down at the head resting against her neck, torn between laughter and exasperation. She replied helplessly, "Let's handle the important matters first, then you can do whatever you want. Does that work?"
Upon hearing this, Damien Gray instantly straightened up, wrapped his arm around her waist, and said, "Let's go!"
Morgan Shangguan was still a little dazed. When she saw the smile at the corner of his mouth, she realized she’d been outmaneuvered again. How could she forget that a leopard never changes its spots? Expecting this fox not to scheme was as hopeless as trying to change his nature.
This time, Maurice Mo from the Cloud Guild had come, and happened to run into Lily Ling. As soon as Morgan Shangguan and Prince Damien, the Ghost King entered the hall, they saw the two locked in a staring contest—more precisely, Lily Ling was glaring fiercely at Maurice Mo, while Maurice Mo acted as if she didn’t exist, maintaining his usual cold and distant demeanor.
Prince Damien, the Ghost King, sat down with Morgan Shangguan in his arms. Maurice Mo merely gave him a slight nod. Though the Ghost King's status in the martial world was extraordinary, Maurice Mo wasn’t part of the Ghost Guild, so excessive courtesy wasn’t required—besides, the Cloud Guild was no less powerful than the Ghost Guild.
Morgan Shangguan looked at Maurice Mo and asked, "How is Qin Yan?"
Maurice Mo was momentarily stunned, then seemed to understand, his eyes unable to hide his shock. "Guildmaster?" If he weren’t so naturally aloof, he might have jumped up in surprise. He had never dreamed that his own Guildmaster was a woman!
Previously, when Morgan Shangguan sent word to meet her at the Ghost Guild, he hadn’t thought much of it, since he knew her relationship with the Ghost King was unusual. But he never imagined she would turn out to be a woman!
"Guildmaster?" Lily Ling whipped her head toward Morgan Shangguan, her shock even greater than Maurice Mo’s. This...
So she had misunderstood all along? The Guildmaster had loved only one person from the very beginning, and this beautiful woman was none other than the famous Cloud Guildmaster?
Heavens! The Guildmaster and the Cloud Guildmaster actually had two children together. If the martial world found out, chaos would erupt! Everyone’s been waiting for the Ghost King and Cloud Guildmaster to fight to the death!
Maurice Mo quickly regained his composure. Though his shock hadn’t fully subsided, his face betrayed no emotion as he finally answered Morgan Shangguan’s earlier question: "Qin Fortress can’t hold out any longer!"
Morgan Shangguan nodded, reached out to touch Damien Gray’s chin, and smiled, "Ghostmaster, it’s your turn now!" Qin Yan should be coming to see him soon!
Damien Gray’s hand on her waist stroked gently twice. Squinting at her, he asked, "Is the Cloud Guildmaster bribing me with beauty?"
Morgan Shangguan raised an eyebrow. "Ghostmaster, you’re overthinking!" With that, she decisively withdrew her hand, but planted a kiss on the corner of his lips.
Damien Gray didn’t say much more—whatever he was owed, he would certainly claim, but there was no rush.
After Maurice Mo finished discussing a few other matters, he took his leave. Normally, such trivial news only needed to be passed to Morgan Shangguan, and he didn’t have to come in person. But since Morgan was currently at the Ghost Guild, it was difficult for Cloud Guild news to reach her without obstacles. After all, few in the Ghost Guild knew about her relationship with Damien Gray, so Maurice Mo had no choice but to deliver it himself.
As for the ghosts Morgan Shangguan kept, Yun Su was currently resting and nurturing her pregnancy, and Leng Yun had important matters to attend to, so no one could be seen! It wasn’t that Morgan didn’t trust others, but some things simply weren’t suitable for too many people to be involved. After all, there’s a difference between humans and ghosts—she didn’t want to cause trouble for her grandfather!
Not long after Maurice Mo left, someone came to report: Qin Yan was requesting an audience.
Morgan Shangguan raised an eyebrow, a smile curling at her lips. Lily Ling, seeing that smile, instinctively shrank back—she knew that look well; it was the smile the Guildmaster wore when plotting against someone. It seemed Fortress Lord Qin was in danger. Word was, the Cloud Guild had been relentlessly attacking Qin Fortress lately, and now Qin Yan had come knocking himself—like a lamb walking into the lion's den.
Qin Yan entered, trembling, led by Leo Leaf. His face was haggard, clearly showing he’d had a rough time lately.
"Ghostmaster..." This time, without the veil between them, Qin Yan glanced at Damien Gray, then quickly looked away. Meeting the Ghostmaster's gaze always felt oppressive. At the moment, the Ghostmaster wore a mask, looking much the same as usual, and held a woman in white in his arms—apparently the same one as before.
Having met her once before, Qin Yan wasn’t surprised to see Morgan Shangguan without a veil. But his heart was in turmoil, leaving him no room to care about the woman in the Ghostmaster’s arms—and even if he did look, he wouldn’t recognize her anyway!
Morgan Shangguan wrapped one arm around Damien Gray’s waist, nestled in his embrace, her other hand resting on his chest, lazily tracing patterns with her fingers. She looked completely detached from the situation, apparently intent on letting Damien Gray handle it all.
Watching this scene, Lily Ling couldn’t help but marvel. Before witnessing it herself, she’d never have imagined the Guildmaster could be so gentle. And to think the person snuggling in his arms was the Cloud Guildmaster! Lily Ling was truly baffled—how did these two end up together? Was it really a case of fighting as a form of affection, battling until they became inseparable?
Lily Ling’s curious gaze was completely open, but Damien Gray and Morgan Shangguan didn’t pay her any mind, since her curiosity was genuine and harmless.
Leo Leaf stood beside Lily Ling. When he glanced at Morgan Shangguan’s languid posture, he frowned, about to look away—only to freeze at what he saw next.
Morgan Shangguan noticed Leo Leaf’s gaze. She looked up at the Ghost King's elegant jawline, a sudden smile flashing in her eyes. Her fair fingers gently parted the front of his robe, slipping inside to caress his warm skin.
Prince Damien, the Ghost King, didn’t stop her. His eyes drifted closed, his whole body radiating a lazy air, clearly enjoying her touch.