Fang Han was still trying to hypnotize himself.
The Thirteen of Clubs, who had received permission, sat on the edge of the bathtub and wrapped herself in a towel.
However, he still looked confused. It seemed that his young brain had yet to understand what was happening.
She was going to meet her senior brother as promised, but she found that the entire dormitory was empty.
Her first thought was that her senior brother had been kidnapped, and her second thought was that Fang Han had come to the Seven Kills Island with some mysterious mission, just like her.
Hence, he decided to do it.
In order to prevent his Senior Brother from being discovered by the patrolling instructors, the Thirteen of Clubs prepared to help Fang Han answer. Fortunately, the Thirteen of Clubs was top notch in all assassin subjects, and her voice imitation was also superb.
However…
She fell asleep.
She had only planned to take a nice hot bath, but she had fallen asleep!
The moment he woke up again, he was pressed into the bathtub by a familiar palm. If it wasn't for his Senior Brother's timely voice, Plum Blossom Thirteen would have used his unique skill,"Sparrow Roll Up", to fight for his life!
The two of them were awkwardly silent. Their brains were working at high speed, thinking of ways to break the silence.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, Shixiong looks thinner.”
"Junior Sister is worried about the country and the people. She has worked hard day and night, and her body has become much plumper…"
No, no! This channel must be wrong!
Finally, there were two " Gu Gu " sounds. Fang Han and the Thirteen of Clubs 'stomachs growled at the same time.
After two big battles, even after dinner, he was a little hungry.
But why did Junior Sister also start? Could it be that she was in the middle of puberty?
Fang Han sighed and came out of the bathtub. He used his zhenqi to dry his body and changed into a green robe."Junior Martial Sister, why don't you change into a new set of clothes and I'll bring you to steal some food later?”
An hour later, in the cafeteria of the school building on Seven Kills Island, Fang Han lit the candlestick in the groove of the stone wall. Then, under the faint candlelight, he picked a bottle of red wine from the shelf.
Eating roast chicken with red wine was simply amazing!
"Now can you tell me why you appeared in my room for no reason?”
Fang Han ate supper and sized up the girl with the beauty mark. Her purple hair was carefully combed and stuck to her temples. She had a silver hairpin on the back of her head. Her makeup looked light, but she had put in a lot of effort.
"Wu…I came to the room according to the agreement with Senior Brother?”
The girl ate the drumstick, her eyes wandering. She clearly answered, but she spat and spat as if she felt guilty.
"When do we agree?" Fang Han was surprised.
"When we fought side by side against Spring Breeze Ichiro, Senior Brother exposed my name. Didn't we agree to talk about it in the future? Did Senior Brother forget?"
Fang Han could tell from her persistent gaze that she was serious this time. He hung his head dejectedly.
"No, I said 'in the future' and not in the future…Alright, Junior Sister, you're right!”
I can't drive down anymore! Fang Han did not expect that his teasing would turn into an opportunity for tonight's matter.
The originally dejected Thirteen of Clubs now looked as if she had been injected with energy. The playful and lovely girl smiled, and her hair stood tall and slim like a lightning symbol."Woo!" I knew I understood Senior Brother's deep meaning!”
"Yes, yes, yes. You're the best."
Fang Han nodded with a bitter smile. Looking at the young girl who had regained her vitality, the corners of his mouth curled up into a beautiful smile.
It seemed that the Thirteen of Clubs was still young and hadn't grown into the cold and elegant heroine in the future.
Of course.
Whether it was being energetic or cold and elegant, it was a different experience for Fang Han.
……
The night that made people laugh and cry was about to end.
Taking advantage of the rising sun, the Thirteen of Clubs ended their night of conversation with Fang Han and sneaked back to their dormitory.
Along the way, the girl recalled the scent of seaweed, hyacinths, and sandalwood on her senior brother's body from time to time. It was noble and gentle, making people feel suffocated.
This was a warmth that she had not experienced for a long time, and the young girl remembered it in her heart.
He waited until the figure of the 13 of Clubs completely disappeared from his sight.
Fang Han then turned around and returned to his dormitory. While digesting the information, he also formulated his next strategy.
In the middle of the night, a man and a woman were alone in a room.
Fang Han had gained a lot.
Not only did he have a certain understanding of Black Tortoise Country's top-notch combat strength, but he also had a clearer understanding of the combat strength he had obtained.
After all, most of the original plot that he knew revolved around the events that happened on Chicken Island.
There was still very little information about the Black Tortoise Country, Stan Country, Divine Silk Country, and Divine Farmer Country.
As one of the Seven Great Shadow Assassins, the direct disciple of Blue Phoenix, the Thirteen of Clubs knew far more than those ordinary assassins!
Although Seven and Red Tooth had yet to join the Assassin's Alliance, the seven Shadow Assassins had still appeared. As for how many of them would be replaced by these two, Fang Han did not know.
After all, the current Thirteen of Clubs was only twelve or thirteen years old, and there were still four or five years before he set foot on the Little Chicken Island.
" In other words, I still have at least a year to develop…"
Fang Han nodded. There was no doubt that the seven Shadow Assassins were Heaven Rank powerhouses!
His current strength was only Mystic mid phase-he might have a 50 - 50 chance against Jiang Huilian, but against the younger Red Tooth and Ah Qi, he definitely wouldn't be able to beat them.
"I've decided. I'll stay at the Seven Kills Island for a few months at most, then I'll head to the next place to sign in.”
Fang Han silently constructed a rough plan in his mind, then continued to digest the template of the Windstorm Sword Hero he had obtained.
Death is like the wind, always accompanying me.
He felt that he could still go one step further!
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