Chapter 93

As night fell and the moonlight was clear and beautiful, Xiaolan, who had intended to return to the inn, found himself at the door of a rather luxurious residence due to a minor incident. He knocked on the door, and after a short while, the door opened, revealing a familiar and alluring woman.

"Did no one strange follow you?" After stepping aside to let Xiaolan in, Nini Luo asked in her magnetic, seductive voice.

"No." Xiaolan looked around the room as the door closed softly behind him and said, "What's happened?"

He had questions. It wasn't unusual; just as he was about to return to the inn, a scruffy little boy had blocked his path. The boy, with curious big eyes on his dirty, young face, asked, "Are you Mr. Xiaolan?"

Xiaolan nodded.

The little boy immediately broke into a happy smile and suddenly opened his clenched fist in front of Xiaolan, saying, "Someone asked me to give this to you."

Xiaolan looked at the crumpled piece of paper in the boy's hand, glanced around cautiously, and then took it, slowly unfolding it. It read, "22 West Blue Avenue, White Fog District."

Xiaolan discreetly put the note away and asked the boy, "Who gave you this? Did they say anything else?"

The little boy, sucking his finger, looked at Xiaolan with his bright, moist eyes and said, "While I was sleeping, a big sister suddenly woke me up. She told me to give this to a young, handsome big brother who would return to this inn, and said his name was Xiaolan, and to make sure I didn't get the wrong person."

"Right—" Suddenly, the little boy, named Xiaomi, said pitifully, "The big sister also said that if I successfully delivered the note to the big brother named Xiaolan, he would give me a gold tor as a reward."

Seeing the boy's expectant face, Xiaolan took a gold tor from his pocket and placed it in the boy's hand, saying, "This is your reward."

The little boy's small hand trembled with excitement as he held the golden reward, showing a mouthful of uneven white teeth and said happily, "Thank you, big brother. If there's nothing else, Xiaomi is going to buy lots and lots of food."

Xiaolan nodded, watching the little boy disappear with a happy step. After a short while, Xiaolan turned and began walking in the opposite direction of the inn.

In the luxurious living room, Xiaolan sat on a cool, soft sofa, looking at Nini Luo, who was dressed in a purple evening gown, as if the wildness she exuded had been completely dissolved, making her look more like a noble lady.

But Xiaolan knew it was just an illusion.

"Why contact me this way?" Xiaolan frowned. If nothing had happened, he and she would likely be in his room at the inn.

Nini Luo lightly brushed the purple hair by her ear and said, "Something has happened, so our cooperation needs to be more secretive, and... our plan needs to be moved up."

Xiaolan was silent for a moment and asked, "What happened?"

Nini Luo leaned forward slightly, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a seductive smile, and said, "Alek has appeared earlier than expected, so our plan also needs to be moved up."

Xiaolan closed his eyes, seemingly indifferent to the allure Nini Luo displayed, as the early execution of the plan caught him off guard.

His injuries, his information gathering... many plans had been disrupted.

"I need time." Opening his eyes, Xiaolan looked at her, serious and earnest.

Nini Luo smiled faintly and asked, "How much time?"

Xiaolan said, "Seven days."

Nini Luo thought for a moment and said, "No, five days is our limit."

Xiaolan pondered for a moment and said, "Alright."

In five days, at the latest, they would need to assassinate a peak upper-class swordsman. The seemingly simple words were actually fraught with danger.

Xiaolan stood up, surveying the room, and asked, "Is this the place for the assassination?"

"You're very smart." Nini Luo smiled in satisfaction.

Xiaolan looked at her and said, "I believe you didn't call me here for no reason."

"Is that so—" Nini Luo extended a finger to lightly touch her red lips, looking at Xiaolan with a seductive gaze and said in a soft voice, "Maybe I just wanted to add some fun."

Xiaolan walked up to her, his long, strong hand caressing the white expanse of her chest. He was always a man of self-control, but sometimes he wouldn't suppress his desires.

Especially when faced with a beautiful woman who was seducing him.

His many years of missions were filled with endless pressure, and he always found ways to release it.

Women were one way he released his pressure.

But at this moment, he had more important things to do.

"The plan for the assassination." Xiaolan pressed against her, the heavy, masculine aura tightly enveloping Nini Luo.

Nini Luo extended her long, white hand and pushed Xiaolan away, chuckling, "Follow me."

Xiaolan shook his head and followed Nini Luo to a bedroom, where the most prominent feature was the bed in the center.

It was a large bed that took up half the bedroom, with white sheets and bedding, everything looking pure and clean.

Nini Luo came to the bed, kicked off her crystal-colored high heels, stretched lazily, and then lay down on the soft, white, comfortable bed, her alluring eyes looking at Xiaolan, full of temptation.

But Xiaolan knew she didn't want him to join her.

Nini Luo reached out and lightly patted the white bed, saying, "The plan is here."

Xiaolan walked to the bed, his gaze not lingering on Nini Luo's alluring figure. He reached out and placed his hand on the bed, looking at her and said, "It's a dangerous distance."

Nini Luo smiled, propping herself up, and pointed at Xiaolan, saying, "I know, but it's the most likely way to succeed... and the question is whether you can do it."

Xiaolan grabbed her hand and let it go, his expression serious, "If I had said no at first, but after some things happened, I can tell you now, I can."

Nini Luo withdrew her hand and smiled, "It seems I didn't choose the wrong person."

Xiaolan stood up, his face returning to its cold, stern expression, "Is there no other way?"

Nini Luo understood what Xiaolan meant, but she only let out a low laugh, "This is the best way."

"Is it worth it?" Xiaolan turned and asked.

"As long as he can be killed, it's worth it." Nini Luo said.

"I should have known you were this kind of person." Xiaolan said.

Nini Luo lay back on the bed, her eyes vacant as she looked at the intricately carved ceiling, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have made a deal with me."

Then, Nini Luo smiled again, tilting her head to look at Xiaolan's back, "What? Does the little man look a bit sad and jealous?"

Xiaolan turned to look at her calmly, "Men will feel this way, but I am more aware of our relationship."

Nini Luo suddenly laughed to herself, this time with tears sliding down her cheeks.

"For the past ten years, I have lived in the shadow of pain. I once told myself that if I could get out of it, I would pay any price."

"And now, I want to be reborn."

Xiaolan walked to the bedroom door and said, "I will make you reborn."

With that, he left.

Nini Luo did not look at his back; her hands were tightly gripping the white sheets.

Everyone has their vulnerable side, and often, it is only in moments of carelessness that he and she would reveal their true emotions.

...

Xiaolan walked aimlessly through the streets of the capital. He could sense that several unfamiliar auras had reappeared behind him.

When he was heading to Nini Luo's residence, he had briefly shaken them off, but now they had reappeared, like shadows.

And these "people" were not the same as the ones who had previously monitored and followed him; they were even more secretive.

Since his meeting with the eldest prince, Sassou, these "people" had mysteriously appeared in his life. He knew someone was watching him.

His freedom was restricted.

He didn't want to alert them, so he ignored them.

But tonight, after leaving Nini Luo's place, he felt some pressure and frustration. He wanted to vent, he wanted to kill.

And the tails behind him were the best way to vent.

So, he came to a dark alley.

"Come out, I know you've been monitoring and following me."

Xiaolan said expressionlessly, as if talking to himself.

But no one appeared.

"If you don't come out, I don't mind pulling you out one by one." Xiaolan said again.

This time, no one appeared either.

Xiaolan's breathing became rapid, as his patience was nearing its limit.

"Very well! Very well!"

He suddenly laughed, and in the laughter, he disappeared into the dark alley.

After a long time, the alley remained quiet until an ordinary-looking young man walked out, looking around, seemingly puzzled.

"Are you the only one left?"

The young man suddenly felt a chill on his neck, not just from the ghostly voice that suddenly sounded behind him, but also because a long sword, gleaming with a cold light, was now pressed against his neck.

Turning his heavy head, he looked at the person behind him.

It was him.

"What do you want to do?" The young man tried to sound calm, despite the trembling in his voice.

"Just want to let you and your companions meet." The voice was cold.

"What did you do to them?" The young man felt a chill run through him.

"You'll know soon enough." The voice said.

"No! You can't kill me!"

The young man suddenly understood something, collapsing to the ground, trembling violently, and pointing at Xiaolan, "I am the eldest prince's man, you can't kill me!"

"The eldest prince?"

Xiaolan tilted his head.

"Yes!" The young man, as if grasping a lifeline, said threateningly, "The eldest prince sent us to monitor your actions. If you kill me, the eldest prince will certainly seek revenge for me!"

Xiaolan's sword flicked in front of the young man's eyes, saying, "But those who should be killed are already dead. One more or one less makes no difference."

"No!" The young man was really panicking now. "If you spare my life, I can plead for you to the eldest prince!"

As he spoke, the young man felt a chill on his neck.

He seemed to see a splash of red before his eyes, and before he could think, his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Sometimes, in others' eyes, you are just a useless pawn."

Xiaolan retracted his sword, looked at the corpse at his feet, shook his head, and walked away.