No Hero Volume 8: The End, the Beginning, Part Two

Original novel in Chinese by: 御我(Yu Wo)

The Beginning No. 1: The City of Sin—translated by Ever (proofread by Trespasserby; C/E edited by Taffygirl13 & lucathia)

I took a sip of black coffee. It was strong and bitter, which made me frown subconsciously, but cleared my head up quite a bit.

The secretary sat beside me, either typing or directly voice messaging. Although paper wasn’t used much these days, there were still mounds of documents piled up on his desk; how extremely busy he was.

“Kyle, report today’s schedule—”

“Ri Xiang Yan!” Someone hurtled in like the wind with a frantic expression on his face. Having not tidied himself in who-knows-how-long, his appearance would instantly fit in with the homeless if he were tossed out onto the streets.

How dare he call my full name again. I expressionlessly said, “Bill, drag him out and kill him.”

As always, Kyle did not lift his head from the computer monitor. As he dealt with the screen full of messages, he said, “Just based on how he made your bad habit of calling my name wrong reappear after it had finally been corrected, he deserves to die. However, he has not yet finished teaching the young master’s butler. So for the sake of the young master, please wait a bit more.”

Ah Ye… I frowned and asked crossly, “Not yet still? How long has it been already?”

“Less than half a year,” that damned Kyle reminded.

Half a year was indeed too short. No mistakes were allowed with Ah Ye, so even a decade of learning would not be enough.

“Ri Xiang—Ah, no, no, Sun Emperor, just listen to me!” An Te Qi waved his hands around, so excited that he could fly, as if he did not feel the murderous intent around him grow stronger and heavier.

Why is this guy getting crazier each day? Yet I can’t replace him… I growled angrily, “I don’t want to listen to you!”

“It’s about Ah Ye!”

“… Go ahead.”
Continued

No Hero Volume 7: The End, the Beginning, Part One

Original Novel written by: 御我 (Yu Wo)

Prologue—translated by Ever (C/E edited by lucathia)

I opened the curtains and the fiery sunlight outside shone in. For a vampire, its effect was no less than that of an arrow. Even as a fifth-generation vampire, pain still shot through my skin.

The time was only nearing five, yet the sun had already risen. Even at night, the air was stuffy and hot. This summer was unbelievably hot, the air conditioner nearly always on, or else the temperature inside could rise above thirty-eight degrees Celsius.

It was so hot that everyone’s appetite had gone down. There were even some leftovers these days. It seemed that I should make some more cold dishes, and every meal should have some refreshing appetizers. I wonder if the young master will like cold spicy jellyfish salad or plum-pickled radishes? He will probably like both? I can make them on alternating days…

“Charles.”

“Young Master.” I turned around in surprise to see that the young master was already standing in the living room. The young master’s footsteps have become lighter and lighter these days.

“Can you prepare a bottle of water for me?” The young master had already put on his workout clothes but did not go exercising immediately after saying goodbye like he always did. He scrunched up his brows and said, “While I’m out running, I usually pass by a park with a water fountain, but the fountain was broken yesterday, and the weather was so hot that I got super thirsty later on!”

No wonder the young master gulped down a lot of water when he came home yesterday. I had thought that the weather was simply too hot. My honorable father, my observation skills still need improving. I hope that I can be half as good as the young master in reading people’s “faces” in the future.

“Young Master, please wait for a moment.”

Continued