Yi Mohao, who was heading to the lounge, was walking quickly. However, he suddenly hesitated as he went up the stairs.
He already knew what he wanted to know, which meant that if he told Leng Jinchu now, only Old Man Yi would benefit. He would not get any benefits at all.
Moreover, Leng Jinchu was as cold as ice. When she looked at him, she would only be slightly stunned. No matter how hard he tried to be nice to her, Leng Jinchu might not have a reaction.
Since that was the case, why did he still seek humiliation?
But…Old Man Yi said
- --Without me, you have no An Hun. Without An Hun, you have nothing. Not to mention avenging your parents, you can't even find your sister's body.
Yi Mohao was still under Old Man Yi's control. It was not the right time to break away from him…
Yi Mohao suddenly thought of the beautiful girl who smiled at him like a flower three years ago and laughed mockingly.
"Forget it, being as cold as ice is still better than that love-struck fool."
Yi Mohao was muttering to himself when he looked up. The lounge door was not closed. Leng Jinchu was leaning against the door and looking at him coldly. She was obviously waiting for him.
" Master Leng's eyes are very special. What about the peacock blue ones?"
" Lord Yi's reddish-purple demonic eyes are the same. In the past, I only felt that his demonic eyes were murky. Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, it's actually so clear." Leng Jin's eyes met Yi Mohao's blood-red and dark-purple demonic eyes. The 'ice' in her eyes was unmoved.
" But the woman in its eyes can't enter its eyes. No matter how clear it is, it's useless, isn't it?" Yi Mohao moved closer to Leng Jinchu. Their eyes met. One was filled with affection, while the other was still as cold as ice.
There was a slight sound in the lounge cubicle, but it was covered by the movement on the stairs.
" I don't have much time to play word games with Lord Yi." In the end, Leng Jinchu turned her face away and stopped looking at Yi Mohao.
"Is Master Leng in a hurry?" Yi Mohao's eyes flashed with surprise.
" Yes, Lord Yi, you only need to tell me what you know." Leng Jinchu's words were merciless. She stood there like an ice mountain in Mu Qing's eyes.
" How about this? Let's be honest with each other and let me see your face. Is it like the rumors say that you have a birthmark on your forehead, or is she peerlessly beautiful?" Yi Mohao took off his mask and turned around to face Leng Jinchu. He reached out to remove the mask from her face.
If one had to evaluate Yi Mohao, then one could only say that he was very beautiful, as beautiful as a woman.
Upon seeing Yi Mohao's true form, Mu Qing and Alicia cursed him in their hearts. However, Leng Jinchu and Mu Qing did not recognize him. Yi Mohao was the GAY they had met at the bar two days ago.
" Pa…" Yi Mohao had just reached out his hand when Leng Jinchu slapped it away.
" You're not qualified to look at my face." Leng Jinchu's tone was cold. Yi Mohao suddenly felt that his previous actions were nothing more than a monkey trying to flirt, asking for a snub.
Anger was instantly ignited, but it was instantly suppressed.
"Then, a name is fine, right?"
At the mention of the name, a sentence flashed through Leng Jinchu's mind.
---Oh right, when you're in the underworld, if it's not suitable to use your real name, then use my name, Sister Jinchu.
" Leng Jinxi." Yi Mohao was stunned when Leng Jinchu said that.
Why did this name sound so familiar? It seemed…it seemed like that was the name of that love-struck fool. However, other than the figure and face of this iceberg in front of him being similar to that love-struck fool, they were two completely different people…
In addition, the person in the lounge next door almost ran out when he heard this name. Fortunately, he was stopped.
" What I want to know is that you Dark Souls aren't lying to me, are you?" Leng Jinchu raised her eyebrows as she looked at Yi Mohao, who was looking at her suspiciously.
If he was really lying to her, then…wait for death.
" Of course not." Yi Mohao leaned over and leaned into Leng Jinchu's ear." Keep this well."
Leng Jinchu felt that there was something thick in her hand
Then, her sexy red lips lightly kissed Leng Jinchu's cheek. It could be considered…flirting.
" Alright, I've completed my mission. Can I change my clothes? I suddenly feel a little…" Yi Mohao looked at Leng Jinchu, whose blue eyes were filled with killing intent. Before he could finish speaking, a black shadow covered his vision. By the time he took off the clothes covering his head, Leng Jinchu had already left.
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