Chapter 391 – ABO: The Heaven-Sent Sweetheart – Your Image Is Ruined (15)
Although the general was no match for Jacob in combat, he had succeeded in provoking him.
By the time Bai Tang arrived, raging flames had already engulfed the ship. Spiritual energy and demonic energy were intermingled, colliding violently. The massive energy clash meant the warship wouldn’t last much longer—once it was destroyed, the leaked spiritual and demonic energies would crash into the world barrier.
“Squeak squeak squeak—” The little squirrel nimbly dodged the burning areas and ran toward Jacob.
Jacob slammed his fists into the walls again and again, accelerating the ship’s destruction.
“Chirp, chirp, chirp—”
Abu, Abu…
At the sound of the little squirrel’s cries, Jacob’s movements paused for a moment. He looked around, but after failing to find anyone, he resumed destroying the ship.
“Squeak squeak squeak—” Abu, stop, now!
The little squirrel was far too small to reach Jacob. He tried to climb onto him, but Jacob was moving erratically, making it impossible to get up.
“Tang Tang, turn human—turn human!” Qiu’er shouted urgently.
Animals instinctively feared fire, and after becoming a dog, he was even more afraid—especially since these flames were infused with demonic energy. The pressure within them made him afraid to move recklessly.
Hearing this, the little squirrel immediately transformed back into human form. He didn’t even bother putting on clothes—standing up, he wrapped his arms around Jacob from behind.
“Abu~” Bai Tang held him tightly, leaving not the slightest gap between them.
After being called several times, the frenzied Jacob finally showed signs of loosening. His movements slowed, then gradually came to a stop.
A pair of fair, slender arms were wrapped around his waist, forming a striking contrast against his wheat-colored skin.
“Tang… Tang…” the man murmured, struggling to determine whether this was reality or a hallucination.
“It’s me, it’s me, Abu. Don’t do this—I’m scared~” The boy’s soft voice trembled. It wasn’t fear of the world’s destruction, but the sight of Jacob—who had always loved and pampered him—falling into madness that made his heart ache unbearably.
In another world, it would mean starting over again. If Bai Tang died, Abu could still live on. But if Abu died with him, then there would truly be nothing left.
“Tang Tang, my… Tang Tang…” The blood-red color in Jacob’s eyes faded, and clarity gradually returned to his gaze.
At the tip of his nose was Tang Tang’s unique scent—a nutty, milky sweetness, mixed with a faint trace of his own pheromones.
It was his Tang Tang. The Tang Tang he had marked. Genuine beyond doubt—not a dream, but real.
His Tang Tang had come back.
Jacob grasped Bai Tang’s hand and drew him in front of himself.
That familiar face was right before his eyes. Jacob gently cupped the boy’s cheek, feeling the warmth beneath his palm.
“Abu, I’m back. I didn’t die—I escaped~” Bai Tang broke into a bright smile. Seeing Jacob restored to himself made him indescribably happy.
However, nearly losing control to demonic corruption had still left its mark. Jacob’s black hair had turned completely white, though his mental power had advanced instead.
Jacob was now a 3S–level alpha—the first 3S in recorded history.
Bai Tang’s unclothed form fell into Jacob’s sight, and the beautiful view made the tips of his ears flush pink. It had been a long time since he’d been intimate with Tang Tang; seeing such a scene so suddenly was truly…
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Jacob noticed the general still burning nearby. How could Tang Tang’s beauty be seen by anyone else?
With a casual wave of his hand, the general was erased—reduced to ashes by the Seven Lotus Fire.
The spiritual energy was withdrawn, but the demonic energy did not dissipate as quickly. Fortunately, the Seven Lotus Fire was naturally antagonistic to demonic forces.
At Jacob’s command, he took Bai Tang—now properly dressed—and the two puppy dogs, and leaped off the warship. In the very next instant, the ship exploded midair with tremendous force, the shockwave making even the ground below tremble.
Jacob was thoroughly familiar with the general’s combat habits. By exploiting those patterns, he made strategic adjustments—redirecting the majority of the Empire’s alphas to turn back and support their headquarters, while allowing the remaining soldiers and Alliance infiltrators to slaughter each other. After their combat strength was sufficiently depleted, he swept up the survivors in one decisive move. Those he had redirected also ended up becoming captives.
The civilians of the Interstellar Alliance never imagined that the ones who would save them in this calamity would be the interstellar pirates they had once wished dead. Faced with their saviors, and remembering all the curses they had hurled at them before, they lowered their heads in shame one by one.
After reaching the ground, Sou and the others—unable to find Jacob—had endured their grief and followed the rest in evacuating innocent civilians. Now, seeing Jacob return, they were still thinking about how to speak carefully so as not to trigger another breakdown, when they suddenly spotted Bai Tang at Jacob’s side—the very person who was supposed to have died in the explosion.
Their faces first filled with shock, then with overwhelming joy.
“Tang Tang, Tang Tang…”
Sou rushed forward and wrapped Bai Tang in a tight hug.
“I thought I’d never see you again.”
After being provoked by the general, Jacob—whose possessiveness was already extreme—became even worse.
He grabbed Sou by the back of his collar like a chick and flung him straight toward Warren. Brother or not, no one was allowed to touch his Tang Tang.
Sou was still riding the high of joy when his boss suddenly threw him away. He was completely dumbfounded.
Then he saw Jacob looking utterly disgusted, wiping Bai Tang’s hands, shoulders, and other places with wet wipes.
Was he some kind of virus? Was that really necessary?!
Warren, who had witnessed everything, patted Sou on the shoulder.
“Brother, you should really watch yourself.”
The faintly schadenfreude-filled sigh in Warren’s voice only made Sou more confused.
This silly kid had followed Jacob for so long and still hadn’t realized Bai Tang’s true identity.
If Bai Tang were just an ordinary subordinate, Jacob probably wouldn’t have reacted so strongly. But Bai Tang was an omega—precious, and already marked by Jacob. What Sou had just done looked exactly like a third party trying to butt into their relationship. How could Jacob not explode?
Warren glanced at Jacob, who was being gently soothed by Bai Tang. That man’s strength seemed to have increased yet again.
Although Jacob had prevented a catastrophe, many buildings in the Interstellar Alliance had still been destroyed, and countless people had died. Public morale was badly shaken.
Lucas, now the owner of a bar, accepted Jacob’s invitation and came to the Interstellar Alliance to lie in wait. Sure enough, amid the chaos, he managed to catch the Grand Marshal and his family as they tried to escape.
The civilians stared at the disheveled Grand Marshal, utterly speechless.
At such a critical moment, their Grand Marshal had actually planned to abandon them and flee. Nearly all the alphas were fighting to defend their home, yet the Grand Marshal of the Interstellar Alliance tried to escape with valuables in tow. It was outrageous.
Someone in the crowd threw a bottle of expired nutritional supplement. It struck the Grand Marshal on the head, then shattered on the ground. The spoiled liquid spilled out, releasing a foul stench.
Before long, bottles of nutritional supplements—large and small, in all kinds of colors—were hurled at the family. The three of them were soon reeking with an unbearable odor.
Bai Tang had an especially keen sense of smell and was the most sensitive to scents.
He covered his nose, but the foul stench still kept forcing its way into his nostrils.
Jacob pulled Bai Tang’s head against his chest. The exclusive scent of an alpha washed over him, diluting the unpleasant smell.
After about ten seconds, Bai Tang felt much better.
Only then did he realize that they were standing out in the street, with people coming and going all around them—plenty of onlookers.
The little squirrel shyly pushed at the man’s chest, but couldn’t budge him at all.
How could Jacob possibly allow Bai Tang to leave his sight? He was truly afraid now.
With the Interstellar Alliance left without a leader, the civilians were in complete panic. However, they were absolutely unwilling to listen to the Grand Marshal who had abandoned them. They didn’t dare trust the other leaders either—the Grand Marshal had been on good terms with them, and they feared they were all the same.
After much back-and-forth discussion, they ended up pushing Jacob forward instead.
“Have you all gone mad? You’d rather trust a pirate than trust me, your Grand Marshal?” the Grand Marshal shouted, glaring at the crowd.
Any remaining hesitation among the civilians vanished after seeing the Grand Marshal’s behavior. Their decision to let Jacob temporarily take charge only grew firmer.
At the very least, he had sent pirates to save them—instead of abandoning everyone to save his own life.
Jacob walked onto the platform with elegant composure. Only then did they truly feel how powerful this man was—so powerful that it made it hard to even breathe in his presence.
Holding Bai Tang in his arms, Jacob directed everyone in cleaning up the aftermath. Orders and measures were issued one after another, and not a single one was for his own benefit—all were for the people.
With that being the case, what was there to wait for? Of course they followed his lead.
Under Jacob’s leadership, everyone came to realize that this pirate leader was not only immensely strong, but also refined, gentle, knowledgeable, and genuinely concerned for the people. He had even killed the Imperial general and repelled the invaders.
Before they could fully marvel at Jacob’s prowess, some truths that the Grand Marshal had long concealed were brought to light.
Jacob was actually the Grand Marshal’s son!
The nine-year-old child who had died under the Empire’s conspiracy while protecting the Alliance—the Grand Marshal’s son, later posthumously honored as a little hero—was none other than Jacob.
He hadn’t died.
He had survived that explosion.
Capable, responsible, and devoted to the Interstellar Alliance since childhood—such an outstanding person, if the position of Grand Marshal didn’t belong to him, then who else could it belong to?
Jacob’s reputation soared. With both looks and strength, he not only became a role model for alphas, but also the ideal partner in the eyes of betas and omegas.
There was no news of Jacob having a partner. If only they were lucky enough to become his partner themselves…
Bai Tang, who had always stayed by Jacob’s side, was completely ignored by everyone.
Love letters and gifts were delivered to Jacob’s residence in an endless stream. Watching the pile at the front door grow larger by the day, Bai Tang finally snapped.
He rushed into the kitchen, where Jacob was making snacks for him, snatched the kitchen knife from his hand, and accused him angrily, “Are you planning to fall for someone else? Find a third, fourth, fifth, sixth lover—”
Jacob was startled by Bai Tang’s sudden appearance. He quickly took the knife back, set it on the cutting board, then held Bai Tang’s hand and carefully checked it.
Thankfully, he wasn’t hurt… Jacob finally let out a sigh of relief.
Then he smiled and said, “Having Tang Tang is enough for me. I don’t need anyone else.”
Bai Tang’s eyes reddened. He took out his light brain and handed it to him.
“Then prove it to me.”
As Jacob’s popularity continued to rise, he opened an A-blog account. If the citizens had any issues and didn’t trust the other leaders, they could leave messages directly under his posts.
Jacob edited a short message and clicked send. In less than two minutes, the internet exploded.
Jacob: [Tang Tang, I’m applying to sleep in the bedroom tonight.]
Just one short sentence—it clearly announced that he was taken, and even subtly revealed his position at home.
[Who is Tang Tang?]
[Oh my god, my heart is broken.]
[My first love has officially ended…]
Bai Tang looked at the message on the light brain and quietly blushed.
“W-Who told you to post something like that? Your image is completely ruined.”
With that, he hugged the light brain and ran out.
Although it damaged Jacob’s public image, it also proved his sincerity toward Bai Tang from another angle.
If someone is willing to throw away their image just to make you happy—if that isn’t true love, then what is?