"Swish!"
An Yan’s jade-like hand cut through the air with a piercing whoosh, bolstered by the level-five Demon within her. Though she was not yet skilled in using Demon Power, the force of her alard strike was beyond what ordinary Abnormals could match.
"Don’t attack, it’s !"
Bai Yan let out a low growl, blocking An Yan’s assault.
"Bai Yan?"
An Yan paused, then realized who had just attacked her.
"Why are you here instead of sleeping!"
An Yan complained in a hushed, annoyed voice.
"I..."
Bai Yan touched his nose, feeling awkward, suddenly unsure of how to explain himself.
Should he just tell her the truth?
I ca to see your sister...
If he said that, An Yan would definitely turn into a tigress!
Bai Yan never underestimated the temperant, principles, and stubbornness of his elder sister-in-law: when it ca to love, she would do anything, yet the limitations and promises she demanded of Bai Yan were equally exhausting.
She was a traditional woman, with very strong principles.
"Brother Yan..."
Asleep beside them, An Xiaowan suddenly murmured in her dream, then turned over, appearing to sleep soundly.
Even in her dreams, An Xiaowan was preoccupied with her beloved Brother Yan.
"Shh~!"
Bai Yan quickly placed his finger to his lips.
"How co you’re in Xiao Wan’s room?"
"How co you’re in Xiao Wan’s room?"
They both unexpectedly asked at the sa ti, in perfect sync.
"I ca to Xiao Wan’s room to sleep with her, and you... I get it, you must have wanted to take advantage of my inattentiveness to bully Xiao Wan!"
Though her pretty face was flushed, An Yan looked at Bai Yan with sparkling eyes and a hint of anger.
Was this bad man going to break his own promise?
"Absolutely not! You’ve got the wrong idea. I am a gentleman of integrity, how could I possibly bully Xiao Wan behind your back?"
Bai Yan spoke earnestly, "Actually, I ca to see you. I knew you were in Xiao Wan’s room."
Such a Demon he was, lying as if it were the truth.
"I don’t believe you."
An Yan huffed lightly, seemingly angry, but in her heart feeling a bit of silent grievance.
This foolish man, why couldn’t he just keep his cool and wait a little longer?
"How could you not believe ?"
A smile curled on Bai Yan’s lips. He flipped his palm to reveal a black card taken from the Abyss Territory and held it up on his finger.
Bai Yan indicated to An Yan in a whisper, "Look, this is an invitation card from the Dark Council. Within three days, I have to bring a female companion to Paris to attend a gathering of the Dark Camp. I ca straight to you, didn’t I?"
Bai Yan was quick to respond, imdiately thinking of an excuse.
He had no intention of leaving a sleazy impression in An Yan’s mind; otherwise, he would surely face a diminished stature as a husband in the future.
Just thinking about the truth of tonight’s event being revealed made Bai Yan sure that it would be a handle for the won to mock him for ages!
"Really?"
An Yan was still sowhat doubtful. She took Bai Yan’s card and examined it up and down in her jade-like hand, "Then why didn’t you ask one of the other sisters, but instead ca to find ?"
"Others can’t compare to you; after all, you are the illustrious wife of the Bai Family! This is my first ti representing the enemies of God at the gathering of the International Mutant World, and I must bring you along. Only then will everything be proper and aboveboard!"
Bai Yan solemnly declared, his words dripping with honeyed sweetness.
"Such nonsense... I believe you."
An Yan glanced at Bai Yan with her slender, beautiful eyes, feeling a sweet sensation in her heart.
Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief internally, having successfully bluffed his way through this obstacle.
An Yan curiously asked, "Aren’t you leaving yet? What are you still doing here?"
Bai Yan looked up at the moonlight outside the window, "Enjoying the view."
An Yan opened her eyes wide in exasperation, "You!"
This cheeky man was simply making excuses to stay.
It wasn’t until past midnight that An Yan could no longer bear it and shooed Bai Yan back to his own room.
...
The next morning, Bai Yan bid a brief farewell to the won in the villa.
He also left instructions for Fu Chao and the others, particularly emphasizing to Chen Yudong and Zhang Kailei the urgency of confirming whether the Dark Council had reached any other treaties or agreents with the Church Court.
After dealing with so minor matters, Bai Yan, together with An Yan and several elite Demon Warriors, traveled light and boarded a private plane from Demon Island, heading directly to Paris to attend the Dark gathering.
Bai Yan rejected Fu Chao and others’ suggestion to dispatch an army of Demon Warriors for protection.
It was just a gathering, not a battle.
Bai Yan certainly didn’t want to be followed by a legion of Demon Warriors wherever he went in the future.
Soon, the private plane from Demon Island landed at Paris International Airport, and Bai Yan and An Yan walked out of the airport hand in hand.
The Demon Warriors, dressed in black, followed closely behind, encircling and protecting the pair.
Even though Bai Yan had deliberately kept a low profile, the entourage still attracted the attention of many onlookers.
The airport was already crowded with people, and recently, due to the Dark gathering, Paris was teeming with mutants from various Dark Camps.
"Bai Yan, where are we going?"
An Yan, with her pretty face behind large sunglasses, looked upwards at Bai Yan and asked softly.
"Umm, let’s find a hotel to settle down first and fetch the car for ."
Bai Yan turned around and instructed the Demon Warriors. His usual mode of transport was the extrely bold and dominant black Lamborghini.
"Yes, Master."
The two Demon Warriors nodded and turned back into the airport where the sports car was stored in a compartnt of Bai Yan’s private plane.
An Yan, with her arm entwined with Bai Yan’s, sat with him outside of Paris International Airport, enjoying the exotic scenery and people-watching, all the while chatting and laughing rrily.
The man was handso and charming; the woman, a ravishing beauty. Together, their head-turning rate surpassed one hundred percent.
Particularly An Yan’s beauty was disaster-grade. Any man who had laid eyes upon An Yan would not forget that breathtaking allure.
And troubles couldn’t stay away for long.
Within the airport’s passenger corridor, a row of Caucasian n dressed in black suits erged. They were tall and muscular, all orbiting around a handso young man wearing gold-rimd glasses and a derby hat.
With his broad eyebrows and big eyes, the young man appeared quite dashing, and combined with his clearly expensive attire and the entourage surrounding him, he gave off a not insignificant presence, at least he seed much more sophisticated than Bai Yan.
This group walked out of the airport but soon turned back around and headed straight towards Bai Yan.
"Hello, it’s a pleasure to et both of you. My na is Jim Flick, the Vice President of the Frick Group from Country Y. I would very much like to make friends with you two."
The young man with the gold-rimd glasses approached Bai Yan and An Yan, who were seated on the bench, and politely introduced himself.
His gaze discreetly lingered on An Yan for several seconds, filled with a hardly perceptible excitent and avarice, but he seed rather indifferent towards Bai Yan.
Jim Flick slightly lifted his hat with his right hand in a gentlemanly and charming manner, the smile on the corner of his mouth perfectly asured. Had it been any ordinary person, they might have taken an imdiate liking to this young man.
Unfortunately for him, Bai Yan, as a Demon, was incredibly sensitive to the fluctuations of human nature and emotional shifts.
With just a glance, Bai Yan knew exactly what crafty thoughts this youngster harbored.
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