"Who is your mole?"
Hearing Ye Ming's question, Fang Junxue merely smiled without speaking. Just as she had shown before, she wasn't surprised.
"How did you know I had a mole in the Bai family?"
Fang Junxue looked at the young man just an inch away from her, gently shifting her body to press him down.
It felt like an interrogation from an empress.
Feeling the soft weight pressing down on him, Ye Ming's eyes reddened slightly, but he didn't lose his composure. "It's so obvious, if I couldn't see it, wouldn't that make your man useless?"
Ye Ming placed his hands on her delicate back, continuously exploring downwards, as if caressing an exquisite and elegant work of art.
"Is it that obvious?"
Fang Junxue's breath was like orchid fragrance, her alluring lips hovering by Ye Ming's mouth, yet never quite connecting.
"Of course!"
Ye Ming's hands were also constantly testing, traversing between the highs and lows, his eyes still clear. "From the Bai family's people to the involvement of sects like the Dragon Gate, and finally, you even understood the person behind the scenes. These are things that Her Majesty the Empress, who is thousands of miles away, couldn't possibly know."
No matter how capable Fang Junxue was, the Bai family and she were in different provinces.
Yet, she could obtain so much detailed and secret information in such a short time. Besides having a mole in the Bai family, Ye Ming couldn't think of any other reason.
"Oh!"
Fang Junxue, perhaps sensing something, blushed. A hazy mist spread across her alluring eyes.
"Then... why don't you guess who that person is?"
Her voice trembled slightly at this moment. She cupped Ye Ming's head in her hands, their noses brushing against each other.
"If I guess correctly, will there be a reward?"
Ye Ming smiled triumphantly. With a flick of his finger, the light in the room seemed to gradually brighten.
Or perhaps the light was just dimming.
Feeling a chill on her body, Fang Junxue's eyes held a hint of resentment. She bit her lip and whispered into Ye Ming's ear, "Whatever you want, I will give it to you. What do you think of that reward?"
Hearing these words, filled with endless charm, Ye Ming felt a surge of heat, and the clarity in his eyes gradually became hazy.
"Okay! You have to listen to me later!"
Ye Ming's mind, at this moment, couldn't help but conjure up a secret technique called "Thirty-Six Forms of Yin and Yang," which he could take this opportunity to thoroughly experience.
"Of course... you can!"
Fang Junxue shifted her body slightly, her red lips parting. "But the premise is that you must seize the opportunity. If you can't guess the person, then later, you can only watch, not touch!"
Only watch, not touch.
Wasn't this punishment too cruel for Ye Ming?
"Little lady, aren't you being too ruthless!"
Ye Ming said with red eyes, "If I don't touch, won't we both end up hurt?"
Both hurt!
From a certain perspective, it was indeed the case.
After all, it wouldn't be just Ye Ming who would be suffering then.
"That's not necessarily true!"
Fang Junxue drew circles on Ye Ming's chest with her jade finger, smiling enchantingly. "I only said you can't touch, but that doesn't include me!"
Yes!
I can move, but you can't.
And the one who decides when to stop is the one who is moving.
Thinking of that scene, Ye Ming felt countless ants crawling on him, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"Good! Good! Little lady!"
Before the bet had officially begun, Ye Ming couldn't resist and gently slapped the peak of her curves.
*Slap!*
The sound of flesh, rippling with vibrations, added a touch of melody to the quiet space.
This slap might have left a red handprint.
Fang Junxue's delicate body stiffened at the sudden attack. She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with shame and anger. "You... you cheated!"
Even now, she could still feel a tingling sensation lingering on the spot he had marked, refusing to dissipate.
"Where did I cheat?"
Ye Ming said shamelessly, "Or should I help you rub it?"
As he spoke, his hand was already moving.
"Ah! Stop!"
Fang Junxue grabbed Ye Ming's hand, the resentment in her pupils intensifying. "Don't think about taking advantage anymore. Hurry up and give me the answer. Otherwise, you lose!"
"Scoundrel! I'll deal with you later!"
She cursed inwardly.
However, from this, it seemed Fang Junxue didn't believe Ye Ming could guess who her mole was.
After all, the clues were so few, and Ye Ming wasn't very familiar with the Bai family. Therefore, it would definitely be difficult for Ye Ming to guess the person.
Almost impossible.
"Little lady, do you underestimate me too much?"
Ye Ming seemed to have seen through Fang Junxue's thoughts and raised an eyebrow with a smile. "Firstly, the person passing you information must be a core member of the Bai family. Otherwise, that person would not have the power to know such secret information!"
"Hmph! So what?"
Fang Junxue was completely unfazed by Ye Ming's guess.
This was the most easily deducible point. It would be strange if Ye Ming couldn't figure it out.
"Secondly, just being a core member isn't enough," Ye Ming continued his analysis. "Recruiting ancient martial sects is a policy-making decision. And the list of ancient martial sects is not something that just any core member can control. Therefore..."
"This mole of yours, within the Bai family, definitely holds a very high position. Furthermore, they can participate in decision-making."
With this deduction, the scope had narrowed down considerably.
After all, those who could participate in decision-making were definitely no more than ten.
"Continue!"
Fang Junxue's tone remained calm, without a hint of panic.
It seemed to be within her expectations.
"Thirdly, the reason this mole is willing to contact you is perhaps because they have seen that the Bai family's current actions will lead them into a bottomless abyss. This shows that this person has exceptionally far-reaching vision." Ye Ming gently stroked Fang Junxue's profile. "You said, doesn't someone with far-reaching vision need to undergo the tempering of time?"
Tempering of time?
Hearing this phrase, Fang Junxue's gaze finally showed a slight ripple. She understood the other meaning behind Ye Ming's words.
Since they needed to undergo the tempering of time, the mole who contacted her must be... quite old.
"Lastly, you told me before that there was an elder in the Bai family who doted on you, didn't you?" Ye Ming lifted Fang Junxue's smooth chin, clearly having his final answer.
"I didn't expect you to still remember the Old Madam!"
Fang Junxue shook her head, seemingly admitting defeat.
"Of course, I remember!" Ye Ming moved closer to her alluring red lips, his smile becoming even more radiant. "I remember everything you say."
"It seems your answer is..."
Fang Junxue closed her eyes as if resigned.
However, a sliver of clarity flowed out at the moment she closed them.
This sliver of clarity flashed by, unnoticed by anyone.
"My answer..."
Ye Ming drew closer to the alluring red lips. At the moment their distance dissolved into nothing, Ye Ming softly uttered a few words.
"You... mmm!"
Fang Junxue heard this and her beautiful eyes suddenly snapped open. She wanted to speak, but was mercilessly silenced.