The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 1024 - 1023: Everyone Saw Team One Blocking Team Two in the Restroom

Chapter 1024: Chapter 1023: Everyone Saw Team One Blocking Team Two in the Restroom

Xiao Qimo regretted it; he regretted it so much that his insides twisted with guilt.

Of all the people to go against, why did he choose Team Two? Why did he target her so many times in the fight for the leadership position?

Even his toes could recall every instance when he antagonized Team Two and how vile his attitude had been.

He even tore off his mask to let Lu Mian see his genuine facial expression.

"Baby, hit me, scold me, just don’t be mad anymore," said the humble Master Mo, sincerely apologizing online.

The once lofty commander of Team One was now as humble as he could be.

Those harsh words he’d once said were now word-for-word being repaid back to him.

Karma works wonders, and it came for him too fast.

Lu Mian lowered her gaze and stared at the mask in her hand. Her eyelashes trembled lightly, but she said nothing.

Xiao Qimo: I’m doomed. I can’t win her over.

——

Meanwhile, the other commanders seated at the ceremony site were growing restless.

The longer they waited, the more uneasy they became, the more bizarre it felt.

What on earth were these two commanders up to? Why weren’t they back yet?

Everyone was still awaiting their duel results and the ceremony; not to mention, they wanted answers about Team One’s attempt to assassinate Team Two.

Someone suggested going to check it out, and somehow everyone agreed.

If a killing had truly happened, this situation was going to be too messy to handle.

A few of the commanders headed in the direction where Lu Mian had left, while Team Four trailed leisurely behind them, their expression growing darker and darker.

He could already imagine Team One dealing with Team Two—just envisioning the outcome made his steps lighter, his mood heightened, and his anticipation stirred for the drama to come.

Soon, two commanders near the restroom noticed something unusual.

"That kicked-in door... surely it’s the work of those two bigwigs, right?" The fool of Team Nine muttered softly.

The other commanders, having followed, slowed their steps and immediately became cautious.

They nervously braced themselves, leaning on each other for support, inching closer step by step, their movements as careful as possible.

In a few steps, they reached the restroom entrance.

Before anyone could walk inside, they heard a low, elegant male voice, tinged with desperation and flattery: "I was wrong. I’m yours, and the leadership position is yours too. Please don’t be upset, okay?"

"..."

Silence.

A deafening silence swept through.

The air seemed to freeze in place, and that single sentence struck the commanders like thunder.

This... who was this?

Without the help of voice modulators, they couldn’t identify the speaker’s voice at all.

The fool from Team Nine spoke hesitantly: "Based on the dialogue, the person saying that... should be Team One."

Team One?!

Holy crap!

F**k!

All kinds of vulgar curses spilled from the mouths of the commanders.

"Wait, what kind of situation is this? Has Team One gone mad? Or did Team Two cast some kind of spell on him? What does he even mean by this?"

"What does he mean? Let’s go in and find out."

Whispering among themselves, the commanders decided to storm the restroom to uncover the truth.

The storyline deviated so far off course, not only did it leave the tracks—it was practically hurtling out of the Milky Way Galaxy!

——

Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian were well aware of the noises coming from the hallway, but neither cared to mind.

When he heard they were about to barge in, Xiao Qimo’s first thought was: Lu Mian wasn’t wearing a mask.

He looked at the girl’s utterly stunning face and, without hesitation, wrapped his arm around her waist and pushed her against the wall.

Then, leaning slightly forward, his searing, fervent kiss landed on her lips.

Using his own body, he shielded Lu Mian’s face from view.

This was what the commanders saw when they rushed inside.

You couldn’t say it was earth-shattering, but it did reach the level of existential crisis questions like, "Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?"

Their eyes fell on the tall, broad-shouldered figure embracing the slender, statuesque form pressed against the wall, the two lost in a kiss so fervent and unrestrained.

This was textbook wall-slam indulgence.

Everyone was dumbstruck, some even went mad.

They had imagined countless possible scenarios, but never this.

Team One kissed Team Two?

Team One even claimed he belonged to Team Two?!

These two had been fighting tooth and nail just a moment ago, and now they were kissing like lovebirds.

Who the heck could accept this?!

Nobody could accept it—especially Team Four, whose figure swayed slightly before quickly grabbing onto the wall for support.

Team Five glanced at him with concern and steadied him. "Team Four, are you alright?"

Team Four: What could he say?!

He’d been scared out of his wits, ahhhh!

What the heck kind of twisted storytelling is this?!

This was absolutely not what he wanted to see!

——

As the commanders around them stared in petrified shock, the commander of Team Three didn’t follow them. Instead, he headed to the ceremonial stage to find Yun Zhijuan.

Everyone was focused on whether Team One or Team Two had won, but no one cared whether their leader who fell to the ground was in pain.

A few steps away, Team Three called out to the departing Yun Zhijuan: "Leader, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Yun Zhijuan turned around in a daze and shot him a rather disdainful glance, "No, I’m fine."

He seemed anxious and a bit hurried, which worried Team Three. "What’s wrong? What’s making you so anxious? Don’t worry, Team Four and the others are already looking for Team One and Team Two. They should be back soon!"

"Very, very soon?" Yun Zhijuan stammered with a nervous tremor.

Team Three immediately held Yun Zhijuan by the arm, full of concern and determination, and guided him to the side.

Yun Zhijuan brushed his hand away, but Team Three held on again.

After several rounds of back and forth, Yun Zhijuan finally snapped and flung up his sleeve angrily, shouting, "Why do you keep stopping me?"

"I-I’m afraid you’ll fall again!"

"..." Yun Zhijuan shook his head in frustration, "I’m fine; just let me go."

"Alright."

Team Three let go of Yun Zhijuan but didn’t leave. Instead, he followed closely behind him.

Yun Zhijuan: "What do you want to say, exactly?"

Team Three grinned cheekily, and taking advantage of the moment, finally asked the question he’d been suppressing all this time: "Leader, what’s the exact relationship between Team One and Team Two? Could you share a little bit?"

Yun Zhijuan looked up and down at Team Three. As the leader, he knew him inside and out:

Real name: Li Xinghan.

Profession: Actor, singer.

Skills: Networking and trade.

Hidden identity: Retired military king, one of the top three military arms dealers.

Family background: Eldest son of Z Country’s Supreme Clan Li Family.

Yun Zhijuan understood him and knew he posed no real threat to Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo. He sighed deeply and said, "Team One is my junior disciple, Team Two is my apprentice."

Team Three: ???

Junior disciple? Apprentice?

So they were all family connections?!

Team Three felt a deep sense of shock and pity—turns out he was the only lonely orphan here!

Suppressing his bewilderment, his hundredfold grief turned into another question: "Leader, I was asking about their relationship with each other!"