The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 1025 - 1024: If you get angry again, I’ll keep kissing you

Chapter 1025: Chapter 1024: If you get angry again, I’ll keep kissing you

Yun Zhijuan took another deep breath.

"The two of them are a couple, about to get married."

A cou—couple?

Ge—getting married?

"..."

Team Three internally let out a loud "Holy crap."

The two biggest bosses in IEG are a couple?

Could there be anything more absurd?

Yes!

This couple is madly in love in real life, but within the organization, they’re at each other’s throats.

No wonder they suddenly stopped fighting earlier—they recognized each other’s identities. A classic case of dramatic identity reveal!

Team Three took a long time to reluctantly process this information.

Enemies turning into spouses—who wouldn’t be floored?

He knew today would bring some unpredictable events, but he didn’t expect things to spiral so wildly.

After riding a wave of shock and disbelief, he suddenly snapped to awareness.

It’s over!

I’m doomed!

The group chats between him, Team One, and Team Two are about to be exposed!

Ahhh, the things he said—those must never be seen by a third party!

Team Three never could have imagined they were married. Imagine the two of them cuddling under the blankets late at night, showing each other texts—for him, that would mean utter disaster.

Li Xinghan stiffly turned his neck, looking at Yun Zhijuan with apprehension, then asked nervously, "Leader..."

"?"

Li Xinghan gulped audibly, "At home, who gets the final say between the two of them?"

"Team Two, I’d say." Yun Zhijuan shook his head, "Anyway, it’s definitely not me."

"..."

Team Three rolled his eyes—so the leader was in such a hurry earlier because he was trying to escape!

This won’t do! If the leader escapes, won’t he become the biggest target?

Team Three quickly steadied Yun Zhijuan, forcibly dragging him toward the restroom: "Leader, some problems can’t be avoided—you need to go break up the fight now!"

Yun Zhijuan: "No, I really don’t want to."

Li Xinghan: "No, you actually do want to."

And so, Yun Zhijuan was practically dragged to the restroom door, his arms pinned by Team Three.

Meanwhile, the other commanders onsite were still frozen in place, in a long-lasting state of shock. When the two newcomers entered, they too were inevitably stunned.

Yun Zhijuan: Damnit! Throwing dog food all the way to headquarters!

"You... You two, shut up already!"

The group: ...

Xiao Qimo wrapped his arm around Lu Mian’s waist, ending the kiss he used to plead and butter up.

Lu Mian awkwardly turned her face away, her cheeks and lips flushed with a hint of girlish shyness.

However, her brows and eyes still carried her usual cold demeanor—clearly, she didn’t intend to forgive Xiao Qimo.

Xiao Qimo softly brushed her cheek with his nose, murmuring gently, "Don’t be mad anymore. Let’s go home, and I’ll let you hit me to your heart’s content, okay?"

But given they now knew each other’s identities, how could the two of them truly unleash their full skills?

At most, they’d just spar to warm up a bit, exchanging a few light blows.

Xiao Qimo took the mask from Lu Mian’s hand, carefully helping her put it back on, then stepped back slightly and sighed helplessly.

"If you keep being mad, I’ll just keep kissing you."

Lu Mian: ... What a shameless old fox!

Lu Mian grabbed Xiao Qimo’s mask, sneering coldly at the emblem marked with "God of Death."

The two of them often likened themselves to God of Death and Demon.

And, well... she truly was the Demon, while he really was the God of Death.

When Xiao Qimo thought Lu Mian would help him put his mask back on, the girl unexpectedly tossed the mask lightly, letting it land on the restroom’s potted plant.

The mask fell perfectly onto the tallest branch.

Xiao Qimo: ...

The man, tall as he was, simply reached out and retrieved the mask, put it back on, and finally turned to face everyone.

When he looked back, he discovered the scene outside the restroom was now filled with stunned individuals standing like pillars.

Yun Zhijuan was the first to react, awkwardly smiled at his dear apprentice and said, "My dear apprentice, please cut your mentor some slack—let’s just move past this, okay?"

Lu Mian brushed past him coldly, expressionless.

Utterly ignored.

Yun Zhijuan turned toward Xiao Qimo, "Can I ask you to apologize to her on my behalf..."

Before Yun Zhijuan could finish his sentence, Xiao Qimo had walked straight past him without so much as a glance.

Yun Zhijuan experienced firsthand just how worthless his reputation was.

Xiao Qimo suddenly paused, then turned back to shoot a deep glance at his senior brother, his eyes seething with emotion.

All the grievances he’d suffered from Lu Mian suddenly seemed to find a new outlet for release.

This senior brother of his—what a piece of work.

Long story short, take today as an example: clearly, he’d known the truth for ages but refused to spill, leading to such a massive misunderstanding between him and Mianmian.

Reputation?

With that face as thick as tree bark, he dares talk about reputation?

"Let’s go! To the meeting room!" Yun Zhijuan locked eyes with him, knowing he couldn’t escape, and begrudgingly dragged Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian into the nearby conference room.

The remaining commanders finally began coming back to their senses.

They looked at each other, exchanging glances between confusion and absurdity—each thinking the other must be an idiot or a sucker, with not a single normal one among them.

As the most low-ranking commander of Team Nine, Fool sluggishly shuffled to Team Three’s side, pointing to the backs of the three departing leaders: "Team Three, what’s their deal?"

Li Xinghan glanced deeply at the circle of commanders around him, then didn’t answer the question—instead, he suddenly asked, "Which one of you voted for Team Two?"

Team Two had two votes; besides his own, who cast the other?

Nobody responded, as if it were the least glorious thing ever, each more tight-lipped than the next.

"Really, no one’s confessing? I’ve got a secret to tell that person."

Ultimately, the ever-inconspicuous Team Nine timidly raised his hand: "It was me... I got nervous at the time and mistakenly clicked Team Two..."

The voting system locks choices—it’s irreversible after selection.

Team Nine had regretted his decision all night.

Shit.

What a slip of the hand.

Team Three gave Team Nine a firm pat on the shoulder: "Brother, you’ll thank yourself for those hands later."

Team Nine wasn’t quite sure what he meant.

Team Three, following through, soon cleared up everyone’s confusion.

"Today’s situation feels totally baffling, right? Let me enlighten you—Team One and Team Two are a couple in real life, about to get married! Today’s their big identity reveal!"

The group: ...

Li Xinghan added, "Word is, at home, Team Two’s the boss."

Team Nine: ... So I didn’t pick the wrong side? Hahaha, thank goodness for my clumsy hands—saved my neck!

In an instant, several commanders cast envy-filled, green-eyed looks at Team Nine.

Why couldn’t they have such capable hands?

The hallway sank back into silence and suffocating awkwardness.

The over-the-top twists in today’s script had utterly exceeded everyone’s imagination and tolerance levels.

But compared to the shock of the other commanders, the commander of Team Four seemed even more devastated.

His back pressed tightly against the wall, his body uncontrollably trembling.

Could his luck truly be this rotten? Could it really be this awful?

All he wanted was to stir up some drama for fun—how did he end up accidentally poking at a couple?