Closing the door behind him, Mu Yuze maintained a stoic expression as he walked for quite some distance until he reached a relatively desolate corner. Then without warning, his feet staggered and he hastily grasped onto the wall for support, gasping for breath.
Oh God…
Mu Yuze clenched his jaws tight. His ears felt scorchingly hot as if they had been fried in a pan, and he could only pray that his poker face had not betrayed him by blushing intensely. The words Su Xieren said kept echoing in his mind like a broken cassette:
"This time, he can no longer suppress it with the inhibitor alone. I've also informed him that in his current state, he only has two choices— either he bears it alone, or he spends it with an omega."
