The scene on the light screen was crystal clear, making it impossible for Li Po to avoid it. In the video, Jin Mu’s face was flushed and his neck was strained, while Kuang Feng was busy dodging. Their expressions clearly indicated this was not a normal sparring session between combatants but looked more like they were specifically there to fight.

Li Po’s expression gradually became numb. He simply didn’t want to be entangled by Jin Mu, that was all. Why did things have to escalate to this? And what about Kuang Feng? Couldn’t he say anything, standing there like a quail, just taking hits?

Li Po was furious. But in front of Jiang Yu, he dared not show it and silently withdrew his gaze. He blinked slowly, turning his attention to Jiang Yu’s face, more worried about being misunderstood by him.

After all, Jiang Yu had previously suspected that he and Jin Mu were involved, and although he had explained it, the fact that Jin Mu fought with Kuang Feng over him was undeniable. Would Jiang Yu think that he was fishing, maintaining ambiguous connections with several alphas simultaneously?

Thinking of this possibility, Li Po felt his head swell. He racked his brains and finally managed to choke out, “Commander, let me explain…”

Jiang Yu’s face remained expressionless. He calmly turned off the light screen and said indifferently, “You don’t need to explain anything to me.”

His voice was flat, no different from usual, as if he didn’t care at all. Seeing him like this, Li Po’s lips slowly drooped, showing a hint of displeasure.

Since Jiang Yu didn’t care, there was no need for explanations. Thus, Li Po didn’t waste any more words, only asking, “Then, about the mission…”

Before he could finish, Jiang Yu coldly interrupted him, “I’ve been busy.”

Busy? Li Po frowned slightly.

After a moment of silence, he asked again, “What have you been busy with?”

Jiang Yu remained silent, his gaze fixed on Li Po, containing a subtle warning.

—Don’t overstep.

At that moment, Li Po felt a pang of discomfort as if a stone he had been warming in his embrace had suddenly lost all its heat as soon as it was removed.

Li Po was thoroughly annoyed.

He didn’t understand why Jiang Yu’s attitude had changed so drastically. Was it really just because of an ambiguous video? Just because of a video, he doubted Li Po’s involvement with other alphas and wanted to dissociate from him?

Li Po was disappointed. He liked to play, but that “play” did not include toying with others’ feelings, and he definitely would not mess around. He had always thought that men who did that were filthy, and he didn’t want to be like them.

The angrier Li Po got, the calmer he became. He asked no further questions and offered no explanations, simply withdrawing his gaze coolly, lowering his eyes, and preparing to leave by walking around the desk.

Jiang Yu didn’t trust him, and that was fine. He didn’t need such cheap, fleeting emotions anymore.

Just as he was turning around the desk, a cold and crisp fragrance filled the air. Li Po paused, frowning slightly as he sniffed. The moment he confirmed what it was, his light brown pupils dilated slightly—it was the scent of Jiang Yu’s pheromones.

Although his understanding of physiological knowledge in this world was quite limited, after his compatibility with Jiang Yu reached 100%, Bian Lu had taken the initiative to share some basic pheromone knowledge with him.

In simple terms, pheromones can be controlled, but if the compatibility is very high, one can still detect them at close range. The first time Li Po had smelled Jiang Yu’s pheromones was outside Bian Lu’s clinic when they brushed past each other. Jiang Yu controlled his pheromones well; if not for their high compatibility, Li Po might not have known his scent until the armory incident.

Of course, there are situations where pheromones can become uncontrolled. Bian Lu had only given him a few typical examples. First, injury, where high concentrations of pheromones mix with the blood; second, excessive mental energy consumption, which was Jiang Yu’s previous situation; third, being lured by an omega’s estrus pheromones; fourth, emotional fluctuations.

Thinking this, Li Po stopped in his tracks, falling into a weird silence. Jiang Yu always controlled his mental strength well, and in the presence of Li Po, an omega, he would not deliberately release pheromones—there could only be one reason for this uncontrolled release.

From what Li Po could observe, Jiang Yu’s condition didn’t fit the first three categories.

Could it be…

Li Po was silent for a moment, then turned around, walked up to Jiang Yu, and asked softly, “Commander, are you jealous?”

The closer he got, the more pronounced the scent of the pheromones became. Li Po suppressed the emotions in his eyes, not looking at Jiang Yu’s expression, but stared at the ink pen on the desk, saying nothing.

After a few seconds, Jiang Yu spoke indifferently, “You’re overthinking it.”

At that, Li Po chuckled softly. His gaze finally moved from the ink pen to Jiang Yu’s face: “Is that so? I didn’t know the Commander could lie too.”

They were already close, and Li Po took another step forward.

Jiang Yu’s expression cooled further, and only then did Li Po stop. At this moment, he stared into Jiang Yu’s eyes, smiling, “I think I can smell the Commander’s pheromones.”

Jiang Yu’s expression did not change, and he coolly countered: “And?”

“And?” Li Po repeated slowly, “Commander, it’s just the two of us here. You’re releasing pheromones, what are you trying to do?”

Li Po’s light brown eyes were beautiful, and right then, they quietly watched Jiang Yu: “Dr. Bian told me that releasing pheromones towards someone of the opposite sex is a form of sexual signaling.”

Jiang Yu stared at the nearby Li Po, his eyes revealing no emotions: “What are you trying to say?”

Li Po hated Jiang Yu’s hypocrisy and even more so his aloof demeanor. Thus, he tugged at the corner of his mouth, smiling slightly: “Does the Commander think my personal life is messy, that I have ambiguous relationships with them?”

Jiang Yu did not respond.

Li Po didn’t expect an answer, simply continuing: “How can that be called ambiguous?”

“Where does ambiguity cause people to fight?” At this, he seemed to find it amusing, his lips curling up. But when he looked into Jiang Yu’s eyes, he found no emotions there, like an icy pond that was impenetrable at a glance.

Li Po’s smile quickly faded.

Initially, he had no such thoughts, but upon seeing Jiang Yu’s expression, he suddenly changed his mind. A mischievous thought crept up, making him itch as if scratched by claws.

After a moment of silence, he raised his face again, his gaze landing on Jiang Yu’s pale lips: “Commander, this is what I call ambiguity.”

After saying that, he grabbed Jiang Yu’s sleeve, leaned slightly, and moved his face closer.

Li Po’s scent was intoxicatingly faint with a hint of roses, not strong but surprisingly intoxicating. For a moment, Jiang Yu’s entire being was enveloped in the scent of roses.

Generally, the higher the pheromone compatibility, the stronger the sexual attraction between the individuals. Jiang Yu wanted to push Li Po away but was stopped by some instinct. He couldn’t refuse the other’s approach and could only watch as Li Po’s face drew nearer.

Li Po’s gaze slid from Jiang Yu’s eyes to his nose, and from the nose to his lips, finally resting on the sharply defined peaks of his lips. Jiang Yu’s lips were thin, giving off an unfeeling aura. At this moment, his lips were tightly pursed as if silently refusing something.

Their lips were gradually nearing, and Li Po’s long eyelashes gently lowered, concealing the fleeting emotions in his eyes. He could sense the indifferent gaze on his face but didn’t care, continuing to draw closer unabated.

Just as their well-shaped lips were about to touch, Jiang Yu’s unflappable eyes finally flickered briefly. He stared at Li Po’s face, his emotions deep and unfathomable.

Just when the distance between their lips was only half a centimeter, Li Po suddenly stopped. He lightly parted his lips, whispering, “This is what ambiguity is.”

They were so close that Jiang Yu could feel the airflow when Li Po spoke. The warm breath spilled onto his lips, and he quietly stared at the opening and closing of Li Po’s lips, his gaze growing heavy.

After speaking, Li Po unhesitatingly pursed his lips, crisply and neatly retreating without a trace of the lingering closeness from moments before. He released Jiang Yu’s sleeve, even smoothing out the crease he had made.

After smoothing it out, he looked into Jiang Yu’s eyes, his expression a mixture of a smile and not quite a smile: “Commander, your pheromones are really strong.”

With that, he turned around, no longer looking at Jiang Yu, and walked towards the door.

The moment he pushed the door open, Li Po slightly turned his face and called back, “Commander, I’ll be waiting for your message.”

“Creak—”

The door closed tightly again.

Jiang Yu’s gaze was cut off as he silently stared in the direction of the door, his emotions indecipherable.

The warmth of Li Po’s breath still lingered on his lips. He coldly pulled out a tissue, expressionlessly wiping it away.

After wiping, he discarded the tissue, his fingertips landing on a paper schedule.

…

After stepping out of Black Tower, Li Po raised his hand, touching his lips.

He had started with the idea of teasing, never intending to kiss Jiang Yu. He had planned to keep at least two centimeters of a safety margin, but he hadn’t expected to lose control slightly at the end, nearly kissing him.

That was close.

Good thing he didn’t kiss him, Li Po thought. After all, his first kiss shouldn’t be wasted cheaply on Jiang Yu.

After leaving Black Tower, Li Po went directly to White Tower.

Bian Lu was still in the consultation room, and there were no patients inside. Li Po pushed the door open and walked in.

“Li Po, you’re here. Just in time to help me sort something out.”

“Okay.” Li Po walked over and picked up the stack of papers on the table.

“I don’t know why, but I’ve been sneezing non-stop just now. I’ll go out for a bit; just put these in the cabinet when you’re done.” After saying that, Bian Lu left the room, closing the door behind him.

Li Po: “…”

Had he just used Bian Lu for a moment?

Like the line, “Dr. Bian told me that releasing pheromones towards someone of the opposite sex is a form of sexual signaling,” which Bian Lu would never have said, but Jiang Yu believed.

Hmph.