Super Soldier in the City

Regarding this gratitude, Li Yifei wasn’t holding out too much hope, but Babua being able to say this much was almost like a different person from the past; it shows he has undergone a major transformation after experiencing this event.

The elders frowned straightaway upon hearing this, and one of them immediately spoke, "Babua, have you been bribed by the Golden Eagle? He is a Huaxia person, our enemy, even if he has done some things. Without us, he wouldn’t possibly..."

"Enough, stop saying such things. It’s not just narrow-minded but also appears quite uncivilized, I don’t even feel like arguing with you!" Babua said as he slowly sat down, seemingly a bit weary. He continued, "I’ve already said, whether you express gratitude is up to you, but I want to thank the Golden Eagle, so if you insist on kicking him out today, then I can only personally invite him to be my guest; I suppose there’s nothing you can say to that!"

These words were very significant. Just a few days ago, no one could have imagined an elder of the Holy War Organization inviting Li Yifei to his home as a guest. This is... a subversive event since Li Yifei represents Huaxia’s power, meaning a lot in today’s international environment.

However, just as Babua finished speaking, the Holy Maiden also spoke up. She stepped forward, wrapped an arm around Li Yifei’s arm, pulling him close, and said, "In my personal capacity, I invite Li Yifei to stay here. If any of you elders have objections, feel free to tell me, though I may not necessarily listen."

"Holy Maiden, don’t be willful!" an elder said.

The Holy Maiden disregarded this, raised her chin, and said, "I’m not acting recklessly, nor am I being willful. The battle between the Golden Eagle and me is over; I lost to him, so... according to the agreement, I’m now his person. As his wife, I think I have that right!"

Whoa! Many people immediately widened their eyes, faces full of anger, wanting to rebuke or scold the Holy Maiden because she seemed ready to disregard the authority of the Holy War Organization to be with the Golden Eagle?

The words have already been spoken, and it’s impossible to say wrong or hear wrong. Many couldn’t outwardly argue, so they looked at Andisto and others, only to see Andisto also in a bad mood, with his cheeks twitching. He said rigidly, "Holy Maiden, Babua, do not act arbitrarily; the majesty of the Holy Church is not to be desecrated by anyone."

"I have not desecrated the Holy Church; the Golden Eagle did what he did not for your sake but for my safety, otherwise he would have never gotten in here. Can’t I express gratitude? Besides, it’s just for one night. If you disagree, I’ll pack up with the Golden Eagle and leave the Holy War Organization headquarters; that won’t break your rules."

"Holy Maiden!" Andisto’s eye twitched. He sensed that if he continued on this matter, the Holy Maiden might directly tear up. Thinking about this, he released his clenched fist and said, "Alright, then stay for one night, but you must leave tomorrow."

Li Yifei naturally wasn’t grateful to Andisto, but he wanted to respond to the Holy Maiden’s insistence. Turning his head, he winked at her; the latter understood, smiled slightly, and as for Babua, Li Yifei didn’t thank him either since Babua still owed Li Yifei a significant favor. His recent ’righteous defense’ was merely what he should have done.

This scene appeared somewhat provocative in the eyes of others, but they couldn’t help it. Andisto turned and left, and the rest followed until in a flutter, everyone left the Holy Maiden’s bedchamber, leaving last Babua, who turned before exiting to smile at the two and said, "I owe you a favor, so if the Holy Maiden needs my support for anything, feel free!"

"If needed, I’ll be sure to let you know!" The Holy Maiden nodded, and Babua turned and left.

Later, someone took away the two Temple Members knocked unconscious by Li Yifei, and in a blink, the enormous ancient castle was left with only Li Yifei and the Holy Maiden. As for the servants, none had returned; Li Yifei looked at the Holy Maiden, who was also looking at him. Their eyes met, both full of deep affection, and now the matter has truly come to an end, which means... the Holy Maiden shed her title and became Yanzi; the inner demons were defeated but all ended happily—well, at least it’s the best result, much better than the Holy Maiden killing Li Yifei. Amidst the gaze was endless affection,

Li Yifei waved his hand, sending out two streams of energy that closed the heavy castle doors, suddenly leaving only the two of them in the entire space. Li Yifei extended his hand to the Holy Maiden’s waist, pulled her close but didn’t immediately embrace her; his face was full of smiles as he said, "Can I ask you a question, Yanzi."

The Holy Maiden pressed her lips and nodded vigorously, lightly parting her crimson lips as she said, "Go ahead!"

"Haha, I wanted to ask you, right this moment, do you want to kiss me?" Li Yifei asked mischievously.

The Holy Maiden’s eyebrows furrowed gently, then responded, "I do, but is it just a peck?"

"Hm..." Li Yifei pouted slightly, then said, "How much do you want to kiss?"

"Isn’t this something a man should decide?"

"Is there such a rule?" Li Yifei raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Then never mind, just one peck is fine!" The Holy Maiden said in a somewhat disappointed manner.

"Come on, I was just asking, of course, I trust you, hm, so I’ve decided, I will kiss you deeply, all night!" Not waiting for the Holy Maiden’s reply, Li Yifei leaned in, considering her injuries, and gently kissed her lips.

After a long and lingering kiss, Li Yifei released the Holy Maiden and said, "We have a long night ahead and plenty of time to kiss."

"I know, so now... let’s go upstairs!" The Holy Maiden smiled contentedly; she never imagined previously that she would lay with Li Yifei at the Holy War Organization’s headquarters, in the Holy Maiden’s bedchamber, in the large bedroom of the bedchamber. She never even dreamt of such a scene, yet now everything was about to happen.

Of course, given her physical state, with knife wounds on her arm and below her ribs, it’s unlikely anything else will happen. Therefore, Li Yifei proposed a question that left the Holy Maiden blushing.

"I... can wipe myself, Yifei, you really don’t need to come in!" The Holy Maiden said, looking embarrassed, but Li Yifei suddenly suggested helping her wipe her body, basically offering to bathe her.

The two had long been open with each other, even when Li Yifei was injured, the Holy Maiden had bathed him, and now... Li Yifei used the same reasoning—faced with his heated gaze, she couldn’t find an excuse to refuse. Feeling a bit flustered, Li Yifei didn’t relent, saying, "Yanzi, relax, I won’t do anything inappropriate. Your current state doesn’t allow it, plus, we have many days ahead, no rush for now, after a tiring day, I’m merely helping tidy up your body, see, there’s still blood here!"

Saying this, Li Yifei was already helping the Holy Maiden remove the clothes from her upper body. She bit her lip, ultimately acquiescing to him and stood straight.

Li Yifei was indeed thrilled; he wasn’t lying about what he said earlier, but he couldn’t help feeling... titillated. Lying with the Holy Maiden itself isn’t considered thrilling, but doing so at the largest organization headquarters in the world, with its most sacred Holy Maiden—is a thrill enough to excite even Li Yifei. He didn’t need to do anything special, he’d feel uncontrollably like singing.

Of course, he couldn’t truly sing aloud; Li Yifei gently removed the Holy Maiden’s clothes, afraid of hurting her, all the while saying, "Don’t move, lest I hurt you!"

"How can I not move..." The Holy Maiden suddenly realized she seemed very ticklish, as any touch from Li Yifei’s hand would make her want to squirm, to avoid his touch.

"Behave, I won’t tickle you suddenly, no need to fear, and truly don’t move, lest the wounds get hurt!" Li Yifei said sternly, moving his hand away.

"Oh!" The Holy Maiden bit her lip, face still smiling, and added, "It’s not that I don’t trust you, I’m not usually ticklish, but today... I don’t know why, when you touch me, I feel like laughing."

"That won’t do, then how will I wipe you down?" Li Yifei deliberately put on a serious face, becoming stern.

Seeing Li Yifei so serious, the Holy Maiden pouted, popped her lips, and nodded, "Alright... then, please be gentle; it’s quite embarrassing!"

Li Yifei chuckled, nodding repeatedly, "Sure."

After removing the Holy Maiden’s clothes from her upper body and seeing the two injuries—one on her arm and another under her ribs—Li Yifei felt a pang of sorrow. The Holy Maiden’s body was truly exquisite, with delicate skin, small pores, and unlike Western women, she lacked body hair, rather resembling Oriental women, with light body hair, feeling almost like nothing, the skin, nearly flawless under the white light.

Li Yifei thought of it as a rare treasure, worthy of cherishing.

In a spacious, elegant bathroom, Li Yifei dampened a towel with warm water, wrung it out slightly, and carefully wiped down the Holy Maiden’s body.

Wiping her body was purely wiping; Li Yifei had no other intentions. Of course, appreciating and feeling the Holy Maiden’s body indirectly served as a reward for Li Yifei—he explicitly said this to the Holy Maiden, upon which her fist lightly fell on his shoulder, merely tapping a few times.

In the Holy Maiden’s memories, no man had bathed her before; like Li Yifei does now, these actions were entirely new. She had a distinctly different feeling, Li Yifei’s hand, usually powerful and mighty, was now diligently wiping her body gently.