A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

Patin has always admired insects that value loyalty and righteousness.

His gaze fell on the scarred face, as if trying to see through the scars to the story hidden behind them.

The originally stern tone softened slightly at this moment.

"I will send Bug to the Hillman Hotel to take care of your friend."

However, when these words reached Raphael's ears, they took on a completely different meaning, sounding like a blatant threat.

The shadows in Raphael's eyes churned silently.

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura that sent shivers down the spines of insects.

"If anything happens to my friends, I will never let you off the hook."

Padding naturally understood that Raphael had misunderstood him, but he did not explain.

He said calmly, "That's not up to you."

After saying that, he slowly closed the door, turned around and walked away.

As the door closed, the fear in Raphael's eyes vanished instantly.

He silently curled his lips, his eyes as cold as ice, chillingly sharp.

Quickly open the communicator and skillfully type in the text.

After sending it, it was deleted, as if the message had never existed.

Meanwhile, Chris received a message from Raphael.

It only takes four words: "Everything goes smoothly."

He took a deep breath, but his heart was not as calm as it appeared.

Raphael went to the slums to provide free medical care in order to draw attention to the issue.

Finally, a worm took the bait.

"Lie down quickly and don't pay too much attention to those negative news messages online."

A cheerful voice came from the doorway.

Chris's thoughts returned.

He nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.

He looked up at Paparo as he entered.

Chris could never look at that sleazy face; every time he saw it, he wanted to punch him.

He subconsciously raised his hand and gently touched his cheek. Fortunately, he had insisted on not choosing the ugly mask.

While his face wasn't exactly handsome, it was at least fair-skinned.

He said softly, "Raphael's situation is progressing smoothly. If nothing unexpected happens, insects should come knocking on our door in a few days."

"Don't worry about it, just focus on getting better first."

With a faint smile on his face, Paparo handed over the teacup in his hand.

In his memory, General Chris was physically strong, rarely got sick, and was always in top condition.

Even when faced with Herman's deliberate provocations, he never took it to heart.

This time, because Shi Yuxiongzi was kidnapped, General Chris became so seriously ill.

Paparo was very surprised and worried.

He prayed silently in his heart.

"May the Insect God protect them, and may Chris and Shi Yuxiong be reunited soon and live happily ever after."

Chris took the teacup from Paparo and took a small sip.

He lowered his eyes to hide his disappointment. "Their wedding was moved up. Should I not have come?"

Paparo frowned.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Shi Yuxiong cares about you so much, he must have been forced by that bastard Gaia."

Chris's thin lips parted slightly, but he couldn't utter a word in defense of the powerful leader.

Are SS-grade male insects really coerced by female insects?

What should I do if my lord changes his mind?

Chris looked utterly defeated.

He didn't speak, but his taut jawline betrayed his emotions.

Just then, a series of urgent knocks sounded on the door.

The sudden sound made Chris's heart skip a beat.

Completely unexpected, the other party moved so quickly.

He quickly exchanged a glance with Paparo.

Paparo understood immediately and nodded slightly, indicating that he knew what to do.

Immediately afterwards, he walked over quickly and opened the door.

With a face full of anger, he yelled at the insects outside the door, "What are you banging on? Get out of here!"

When he saw the insect standing outside the door, he was stunned.

Two female soldiers in black suits stood at the door, smiling and appearing very friendly.

One of the female soldiers asked politely.

"Are you a friend of Dr. Neffi? He asked us to invite you to visit Filstoll Estate."

"Filstore Manor? That's Lord Gaia's manor!"

Paparo's voice suddenly rose several octaves, and an exaggerated expression of surprise appeared on his face.

Upon hearing this unbelievable news, his screams echoed throughout the room.

"Brother, there's hope for you!"

Paparo was so excited he almost jumped up. He ran to the bedside and grabbed Chris's arm tightly.

The two female soldiers maintained their smiles throughout, their expressions remaining unchanged.

They stood quietly at the entrance, one on the left and one on the right, like two sculptures.

Paparo, carrying his already packed backpack, helped Chris out of bed.

He winked at Chris, as if asking how his performance was.

Chris turned his head away, not wanting to get to know this flamboyant guy, Paparo.

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of being heard by other insects.

"Rosso, could they be scammers? Dr. Neffi is doing free clinics in the slums of District 5 today."

Upon hearing this, Paparo's relaxed nerves instantly tensed up.

They began to scrutinize the two female soldiers with suspicion.

His sharp gaze swept over them, a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

He suddenly demanded fiercely, "How can you prove that Dr. Neffie sent you?"

Faced with the question posed by Paparo, the female soldier who had spoken earlier remained calm and composed.

He calmly took out his identification and showed it to Paparo.

They explained, "We are receptionists specifically responsible for receiving VIPs, and these are our work badges."

If you still don't believe us, you can ask the hotel owner; he can vouch for us.

Paparo glanced at his identification, then at the two receptionists, and his expression turned awkward.

He quickly smiled apologetically, "Oh, oh... I see, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"

As he spoke, Paparo habitually extended his hand, wanting to shake hands with the other person to show his friendliness.

The moment my hand reached out, it was grabbed by the wrist by a hand with distinct knuckles.

The owner of this hand is Chris.

He frowned and reprimanded in a low voice.

"Alright, stop trying to get on our good side. With your ugly appearance, do you think you're worthy of shaking hands with the receptionist?"

Chris spoke softly, but the sarcasm in his words was quite obvious.

He tightened his grip, reminding Paparo not to ruin the performance.

Despite being scolded by Chris, Paparo wasn't angry; instead, he chuckled foolishly.

Chris shook his head gently, his eyes full of affection.

He turned to the two receptionists and said, "Please lead the way."

"These are things we should do."

The two receptionists responded politely and showed no impatience throughout.

The aircraft slowly landed at Filstoll Estate.

Paparo jumped off the aircraft, shouting, "Brother, we'll see Lord Gaia soon..."

Chris stared at the luxurious manor, his heart filled with bitterness.