Who exactly is this young man of about the sa age as him?
But no matter who he was, he knew his mistake was not slight; from the beginning, he had been wrong. Not only was he wrong, but his organization was also misguided. He had assud from the start that this was just an ordinary student embroiled in a typical case of grudge against a wealthy heir!
Driven by his unwavering faith in his organization, coupled with various distractions, such as living in Chen Jianguo’s luxurious villa, he had completely followed these leads in his investigation.
"Do you mind stepping outside to chat with ?"
Xiao Yi looked at the young assassin’s shocked expression, a faint smile appearing on his lips. He knew why the other party was shocked but didn’t yet want to clear up his confusion right here.
Though he was verbally asking for the other’s consent, his actions hardly waited for an answer nor considered showing respect for the other’s opinion, as his figure started moving towards a secluded corner up ahead, his hand remaining on his shoulder.
As he moved, so too did the other’s figure, and to an outside observer, they might seem like two students walking ahead with their arms around each other’s shoulders – a common sight on the campus of Z University, where bonds between earnest twenty-sothing students often ran deep, and it wasn’t rare to see such close-knit boys walking together.
Only a very observant person would notice that the shoulders of the young man being led were oddly passive; his feet hardly lifted at all, and it was more accurate to say he was being slid along rather than walking.
Unfortunately, such a subtlety was lost amidst the bustle of peak tis, unlikely to catch anyone’s attention.
Past that corridor was a pond on the grounds of Z University, bordered by many bamboo groves. At this mont, the groves were quiet, dotted sparsely with students who had no classes and sat reading their books in peace, with few others around.
Xiao Yi, with the young assassin in tow, entered the bamboo grove, scanning the area before quickly finding a secluded spot free from passersby. He let go of the young man, removing his hand from him and folding his arms across his chest. With a half-smile half-smirk, he looked at the assassin before him, "Friend, is it now ti for you to share so details with ?"
"What details?"
Liu Yan knew exactly what Xiao Yi wanted him to confess. From the mont he fell into Xiao Yi’s hands, he’d known he wouldn’t avoid this predicant. Upon capturing an assassin, everyone wants to know ’who sent you to kill ?’ This has beco almost a standard part of the script. Hence he had preferred a more direct way to end his life, not wishing to suffer before death through brutal interrogation.
Unfortunately, his plans had failed, and the young man standing before him, who seed to be about his age, was terrifyingly formidable. His skills were unfathomable!
Still, he feigned ignorance, raising his head.
There are things more precious and honorable than life itself, and that is one’s principles, one’s rules!
As an assassin, he might not beco one of the greats, renowned for ages, but he absolutely refused to be a disgrace to the world of assassins. This he understood well and to which he held steadfastly.
"Of course, who else but the person who sent you to kill ? Do I really need to voice such a straightforward question?"
Xiao Yi watched the pretense of confusion on the young man’s face and internally chuckled at the thought. This kid was quite an interesting fellow, but his face stayed strictly serious as he asked.
Upon hearing Xiao Yi’s blunt question, Liu Yan fell silent and stopped talking.
"What, are you forcing to torture you? You should know that my thods are not sothing you can resist."
Xiao Yi watched as Liu Yan suddenly fell silent and lowered his head, a flicker of mockery passing through the corner of his eyes before his face hardened, and he intensified his tone.
Liu Yan kept her head down and remained silent as if she hadn’t heard Xiao Yi’s words at all.
"What, not confessing?"
His tone grew even more chilling.
"......"
"Are you sure?"
Xiao Yi’s hand had already pressed against Liu Yan’s neck. An unparalleled, powerful aura suddenly burst forth from him, and in conjunction with the force of his hand, he created an imnse fear and trendous pressure.
"......"
"Shouldn’t you be telling , ’I am an assassin, and we in the world of assassins do not break the rules’? Or maybe you should say, ’I am just an assassin, I don’t know anything, the organization sent to kill you, so I ca’?"
Xiao Yi looked at Liu Yan, who had closed her eyes, seemingly indifferent like a pig not fearing scalding, and suddenly released his hand. The cold severity that had hardened his face instantly disappeared, revealing a faint smile.
"You...?"
Liu Yan, feeling the pressure on her neck and body suddenly lighten, the terrifying presence that had almost stopped her breathing vanished in an instant, was taken aback. With confusion in her eyes, she opened them to see the hint of a smile on Xiao Yi’s face and beca even more puzzled. She couldn’t sense the slightest murderous intent from Xiao Yi’s eyes, not even hostility.
What... What is going on?
"Co on, why don’t you say it like I just did, to appease ?"
Xiao Yi, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, watched the small, confused, and perplexed assassin.
"No need."
Seeing the smile on Xiao Yi’s face, Liu Yan finally confird that this man truly bore no malice. Although she was curious as to why he had no murderous intent towards her or if this was so kind of tactic, she found she could respond to his question. After a mont of silence, she spoke her answer.
"No need? Interesting, an interesting answer, and an interesting person," Xiao Yi said, sowhat amused as he stroked his chin, his gaze playfully fixed on the small assassin before him.
Liu Yan simply remained silent, unsure of this man’s intentions or thoughts, but she had steeled herself to bear whatever he had in store, resolute in her decision not to reveal anything he might want to extract from her.
After finishing, Xiao Yi glanced at the silent Liu Yan, lips pursed, not wanting to continue the ga with her. He spoke indifferently, "You can go. Go back and tell Liu San that the mission is canceled, no need to send anyone else to die. Also, have him send the details of the person who commissioned this mission."
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