Ji Chenxi had never liked doubting his own judgment. But right now, his senses were being messed with by abnormal pheromones. So when that scent reached him, his first thought wasn’t that Chi Zhuo had arrived—it was that something was wrong with his perception.
Talk about karma coming full circle. Not long ago, he’d been mocking Chi Zhuo for having unstable pheromones, and now this confusion was hitting him instead.
Ji Chenxi shook his head, trying to clear his mind.
Facing an aggressive omega who clearly meant trouble, there was no way he would step into this situation unprepared.
He had two inhibitors on him. One was a standard S-class dose, while the other contained a much smaller amount of a dark blue liquid—a highly concentrated special type that could quickly calm an alpha during a sensitive period. The downside, though, was obvious: it would damage the body and could make his condition unstable for months afterward.
Ji Chenxi didn’t hesitate. He chose the special one.
An alpha’s sensitive period triggered by a highly compatible omega in heat wasn’t something that could be easily suppressed.
With one hand pinning the omega girl down, he used the other to inject himself. Even then, his mind kept calculating Wu Xiang’s progress. He didn’t fully trust Wu Xiang, but he believed the man could handle those lurking in the shadows and waiting to strike. And even if he couldn’t, Ji Chenxi still had a backup plan—Manye Zhe had long been waiting for him to give the order.
Just as he was about to push the injection in, his hand paused.
That faint smell of alcohol in his senses grew stronger, almost like it was stopping him from taking the shot. His head spun even more.
Two conflicting states pulled at him. His brain could still think clearly, but his control was slipping fast. His awareness of the outside world was no longer as sharp as before.
Ji Chenxi’s brows sank, and he pressed the omega girl back into the water again.
At that moment, his expression was cold, his defined fingers steady as they held her down, leaving her no chance to survive.
If he killed a noble omega during his sensitive period, even as a prince, he would still face punishment. But if he could keep this incident under wraps, the losses he suffered wouldn’t be as severe as what they had originally planned.
Those hiding nearby, watching him closely, began to panic. Why hadn’t the “venomous snake” arrived yet? The tech team had said the message had already been checked. Could it be that the other party was being overly cautious and didn’t trust it?
Someone in the shadows deliberately made a bit of noise, trying to draw Ji Chenxi’s attention—and buy more time for his condition to spiral further.
Keeping an eye on Ji Chenxi should’ve been an easy job. Ever since they secretly found out that the Third Prince and Wen Rui had a compatibility rate as high as eighty-six percent, everything should have gone smoothly. With just a little help from drugs, that eighty-six percent could easily act like ninety. And what did ninety percent mean? Soulmates. By all logic, Ji Chenxi should’ve been irresistibly drawn to Wen Rui, completely taken over by the urge to mark and claim her.
But instead, he was still barely holding onto his sanity—and even kept shoving the little omega into the water.
So what was the point of sending in the “venomous snake”? To help the Third Prince clean up a body?
The reeds rustled softly. Ji Chenxi glanced over just in time to see a large gray rat crawl out before quickly scurrying away.
His eyes narrowed slightly. “So, just a rat.”
The hidden observer felt a flicker of annoyance, but in that brief moment, Ji Chenxi had already yanked the needle out of the suppressant in his hand. In the next instant, he flung it sharply. The angle it shot out at was the exact opposite direction of where the rat had appeared.
And just like that—one strike, straight to the throat.
Ji Chenxi casually tossed aside the sweet-smelling omega and started walking toward where the person was hiding. Without the needle, the suppressant began dripping down slowly, drop by drop, releasing a faint, refreshing scent. But relying on smell alone, its effect was almost nothing.
On the other side of the surveillance feed, a man watching from multiple angles cursed under his breath, tapping irritably at the control panel. But as Ji Chenxi got closer step by step, his fingers began to curl slightly, and his breathing grew quieter.
A clear sign of fear.
Ji Chenxi’s expression was just too cold. Even though what he held now was nothing more than a nearly harmless suppressant, the pressure he gave off was overwhelming.
The handsome silver-haired young man suddenly smiled toward the camera.
Then—’buzz’—the screen went black.
The man watching felt cold sweat break out across his back in that instant.
Ji Chenxi’s spiritual power surged out without restraint, sweeping through the area to make sure that the “rat,” so good at hiding, was completely dead. Only after confirming that even the surveillance and recording devices had been destroyed did he slowly move in a certain direction.
That was where the scent of alcohol was coming from.
But Ji Chenxi didn’t think it was Chi Zhuo. If Chi Zhuo had really come, he wouldn’t still be hiding.
A blade formed from his spiritual power appeared in his hand. With a single swing, he cut down all the reeds blocking his view.
For a brief moment, he thought he saw Chi Zhuo.
But when he blinked again, all that remained on the ground was a small, extremely well-hidden device. It was quietly releasing a faint scent into the air—something like a cat toying with its prey just before the catch… and at the same time, another kind of catalyst.
A tequila-scented catalyst—there was no such thing as that many coincidences in this world. The moment Ji Chenxi confirmed that the smell worked just like a lure, he knew it—someone had already noticed what was going on between him and Chi Zhuo.
Without hesitation, he drove his spiritual power blade straight down into the small device on the ground. The moment it broke, a burst of white smoke sprayed out.
Ji Chenxi covered his nose and mouth and quickly pulled back. Even so, he still ended up breathing in a bit.
Not good.
The heat surged up in waves. This wasn’t just a normal sensitive period anymore — his sensitive period colliding with a highly compatible omega, and on top of that, being hit with an aphrodisiac.
There had been some distance between him and the girl before, but now distance meant nothing. The omega’s pheromones were sweet, warm, and full of temptation. Ji Chenxi shook his head hard, trying to stay clear.
This had gone way too far.
He knew someone was setting him up. The reason he stepped into this situation in the first place was so he wouldn’t stay completely passive. He wanted to turn the tables, see what tricks the other side had planned, and maybe even catch a trace of whoever was behind it. Of course, the one who laid this trap knew that Ji Chenxi had already seen through most of the plan.
So now, both of them were playing the same game—each knowing the other knew, trying to outdo each other.
Both were inside the trap. And both were the ones setting it.
Forcing himself to move despite how bad his body felt, Ji Chenxi checked the surroundings one more time. When he returned to the omega, he held back the strong urge to bite her neck. Instead, he released a faint trace of his own pheromones to calm her down. After making sure she had regained a bit of clarity under his influence, he asked,
“Are you working for Second Sister?”
The omega looked a mess, her face full of distress, her eyes still filled with desire as she looked at him. No omega could resist such direct, raw temptation from pheromones.
When she didn’t answer, Ji Chenxi increased the pressure of his spiritual power.
“You’re with Second Sister, aren’t you? Or should I say, part of her faction? Who sent you? Before this, you had no unusual activity at all—not even your communication records show anything related to this. Your routine is fixed—classes and the student council. So what, is your contact there? Want me to keep guessing who it is?”
After that string of questions, the girl had already started crying. Under the pressure of his spiritual power, she was in clear pain—but she bit down on her lip, refusing to reveal anything.
Her pheromones were affecting Ji Chenxi.
And at the same time, Ji Chenxi was affecting her too.
If he wanted to, once his pheromones fully spread, she wouldn’t be able to take it—she might even become completely drawn to him, addicted to his scent.
Ji Chenxi stared at the crying girl for a long moment, then suddenly pulled back his pheromones. “Fine. If you won’t talk, then forget it. I don’t believe I won’t be able to find out myself.”
As he spoke, he knocked the girl unconscious and used the suppressant on her. Sure enough, it worked far better on an omega than it ever did on him. At least the pheromones that had been overflowing just now quickly stopped spreading.
When Chi Zhuo received the message, he didn’t rush straight to Sun-Moon Lake. Instead, he set up a series of measures first—making sure that even if anything had been recorded there, the information would be completely sealed off.
Only after calmly giving out several orders did he finally head for the lake.
But beneath that calm surface was tightly suppressed anger—not directed at Ji Chenxi, but at those who dared to target him.
The place Chi Zhuo was at had been far from Sun-Moon Lake. His hovercar ignored all traffic rules and sped the whole way, barely making it before night fully fell.
The last light of dusk was fading.
Ji Chenxi sat on a huge viewing rock. The air was thick with the lingering scent of an omega in heat, along with… the wild, aggressive pheromones of an alpha in his sensitive period.
And yet, compared to those chaotic pheromones, Ji Chenxi himself looked strangely calm. He casually played with a dagger in his hand and said to the late-arriving Chi Zhuo, “You’re here.”
Chi Zhuo looked at him for a long moment. “Mm. I’m here. You should leave this place.”
The omega’s pheromones were too strong—so strong they seemed to wrap around Ji Chenxi, clinging to him.
“I figured since they know your pheromones, they probably know who you are too. They’ll come looking for you.” As Ji Chenxi spoke, the dagger in his hand suddenly flew outward, the angle calculated so precisely that it brushed right past Chi Zhuo’s face.
Chi Zhuo caught it just before it could pass him. “Sorry, I—”
Before he could even finish, Ji Chenxi moved.
His speed was almost eerie. In the blink of an eye, he was already standing right in front of Chi Zhuo, a finger pressing lightly against his lips.
“Shh. I don’t want to hear it.”
Chi Zhuo immediately fell silent. The dagger was smoothly turned back into Ji Chenxi’s hand, and he tapped it lightly against Chi Zhuo’s neck.
“I don’t like waiting on people either.”
At this point, even the slowest person would realize—
something about Ji Chenxi right now… wasn’t quite normal.
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