But the man’s words sounded certain; he couldn’t possibly mistake his own na. Xu Si felt a jolt in her mind.
Could Chen Mo have mistaken the person?
"Then who are you?" Xu Si forced herself to remain calm and, smiling, curved her upturned peach-blossom eyes. She cautiously added, "You don’t have to use your real na; a code na will do. I need so way to address you."
Hei Shi was clearly a code na.
She rembered that he had asked the sa question last ti, and the man had not answered her, so she tried a different approach this ti.
The silver-haired man was not completely silent either.
He propped his forehead with an air of arrogance, a silver ribbon mysteriously covering most of his face. He tilted his head slightly toward her, his voice cool. "Miss Xu, should I complint you on your courage? You dare to co ho with without even knowing who I am."
It was impossible to tell from his tone whether he was happy or angry.
It sounded like teasing.
But he finally answered Xu Si’s question.
"Fei Yi."
He simply and coolly bit out these two words, his tone indifferent.
Xu Si understood; this was his code na.
"Fei Yi," she repeated and smiled. "It’s quite lodious, suits you better than Hei Shi."
"Really?" The man curved his lips. "So, besides the gun, what else do you want?"
Was he pleased?
Xu Si’s eyes suddenly sparkled. "An Identity Card."
He smirked, cocking the gun. "Don’t have one."
Xu Si felt a chill down her spine but smiled. "Then, the Military Knife and a mobile phone."
"Alright." He gestured with his finger behind his ear. "What will you trade for them?"
"What do you want?" Knowing she was penniless, even more destitute than a holess person, Xu Si said generously, "You na it. As long as it’s not too excessive, I can give it to you."
"Oh? What do you an by ’not too excessive’?"
"Asking for all my possessions, my life, or for to sleep with you—those are too excessive. Anything else is fine."
Xu Si thought, Besides these, there seed to be nothing else she couldn’t accept.
The next second, the man’s cool, pale fingertips reached out, lifting her chin and then threading through Xu Si’s soft hair. The cold, hard gun barrel pressed against her waist disappeared.
He pushed himself up from the sofa and neatly tied his silver hair and silk scarf together, allowing the matching scarf to still dangle over his eyes.
"Is this also acceptable?"
After he spoke, without any warning, he bent down and dropped a kiss on her lips.
On that rainy sumr night, Xu Si’s body instantly tensed. She only felt a cold sensation on her lips as soone kissed her, gently and affectionately, yet as if laced with resentnt and longing.
Even though she had ntally prepared herself sowhat beforehand, her heart couldn’t help but race.
Their breaths intertwined. A faint scent of alcohol mingled with an indescribable fresh fragrance—a sweet, intoxicating aroma that spread from her lips, making her consciousness blur as if under an ultimate seduction.
Xu Si clenched her hands, her fingertips turning white.
He’s already kissed , she told herself with what little lucidity remained. It’s just one kiss; it won’t cost anything. It’ll get the gun and the mobile phone, giving more opportunities to leave.
At this thought, she relaxed the hand that had been about to dig into his abdon.
It was unclear who deepened the kiss first.
All she rembered was sensing, through the layer of the eye-veil, the man’s thick eyelashes tremble lightly, vaguely stirring desire.
After a long while, Xu Si pushed him away. Her voice was hoarse yet composed. "Lady Fei Yi, it’s not good of you to kiss people indiscriminately when you’re drunk. Besides, using my first kiss as paynt... I feel like I’m losing out."
"A first kiss?" The man still leaned on his hand, his long fingers moving faintly, almost imperceptibly. "I rember Miss Xu is quite popular on Hong Kong Island."
Xu Si smiled faintly, grasping his aning. "Ah, I’m quite picky myself. Besides, you just took advantage of when I was caught off guard. I’m actually quite upset about it."
Though she claid to be upset, her eyes were full of calculation.
The silver-haired man’s lips curved into a cold, alluring, and unrestrained smile. Handing her the gun and seeing right through her, he said with a chuckle, "Miss Xu, you truly are a consummate businesswoman, able to suppress your temper and discuss terms even now. So, what else do you want? I’ll compensate you."
The corners of Xu Si’s eyes were still a little red, a trace of the recent intimacy. She lowered her gaze to the black cord hanging on the man’s alluring neck and said softly, "I want that thing on your neck. Will you give it to ?"
Hanging from the black cord was a carved white item, appearing to be made from the fang of so animal. Worn close to the body, it seed like a proof of status; at the very least, soone within the Triad Society should recognize it.
It might co in handy.
Only two off-white lights were on, leaving the rest of the lounge area dim.
He didn’t hesitate. His slender fingers wrapped around the black cord once, hooked it, and gave a sharp tug, snapping it completely. Without a second thought, he generously tossed the necklace into her hands, his voice a lazy drawl as he said, "Take it."
The mont the necklace landed in her hand, a lodious chi echoed, signifying that it was precisely four o’clock in the morning.
It seed he still had sothing to do.
He released his arm from around Xu Si and stood up, his bare feet padding on the black carpet.
"The Military Knife and mobile phone—I’ll have soone bring them over in a bit." He said this as he was leaving the room.
Only then did Xu Si realize. He was very tall, around 1.87 ters, dressed in simple, half-open black clothes. His silver-white hair was partially tied up, reaching his waist, yet he was devoid of any hint of femininity. Instead, he possessed a handso, almost demonic, Vampire-like quality, with no trace of weakness about him.
He’s drunk and blindfolded... yet he can still walk?
Is he even human?
Xu Si raised an eyebrow, wondering how he managed it.
Before she could process it, a waiter brought over a plate of pastries and tea. He then drew a retractable, extrely sharp Military Knife from his waist and placed it in front of Xu Si.
"Madam, please enjoy the tea and snacks."
Xu Si hadn’t even had a chance to rejoice over getting the knife when she heard this form of address. Her beautiful, gentle eyes fixed on him. "I’m not your Madam. My surna is Xu, and I’m just staying here temporarily."
The waiter’s stern face remained expressionless.
"Yes, Madam Xu."
?
What an unpleasant and awful way to address .
Xu Si rubbed her temples. Still holding the fang pendant, she shook her head. "Whatever."
"Yes."
Xu Si recalled her earlier confusion. Seeing no one else around, she couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Excuse , why can Fei Yi walk even when blindfolded? Or is everyone here trained like that?"
The waiter lowered his gaze, thought for a mont, then said, "I can’t do it. But for our Boss, anything he can do is perfectly normal."
Xu Si understood.
"Alright, you can leave now."
"Yes."
After the ssenger closed the door and left, a few more minutes passed. Suddenly, a certain aura also vanished. It hadn’t been obvious before, but its absence beca noticeable as the surrounding atmosphere grew tranquil.
「Outside in the corridor.」
The waiter stood by the door, head bowed, reporting the conversation.
The silver-haired man lifted his hand to remove the ribbon from his face, wrapped it around his wrist, and stepped down the floating staircase.
Why walk with his eyes covered? He recalled the days after he’d first arrived at this godforsaken place, locked in a pitch-black room devoid of daylight. An intense, almost palpable frenzy churned in the depths of his ash-gray eyes, yet he couldn’t stop a dark, sunken smile from forming.
Of course, it was because I grew accustod to constant darkness. I don’t need to see to know the way.
Suddenly, crisp footsteps sounded from behind.
A woman’s voice followed.
"Lady Fei Yi, wait! I need so clothes suitable for being seen in public. These ones are very unsuitable for . As for the money, I’ll pay you back when I return to Hong Kong Island."
The man didn’t turn back, but astonishingly, his frenzied emotions cald, as if a violent storm had just subsided.
Perhaps recalling sothing, he lifted his pale, almost luminous fingertips and accepted the Scepter offered by the waiter. The silver scarf fluttered in the night sky along with his hair.
"I will buy them for you personally tomorrow."
With that, he disappeared around the corner again without breaking stride.
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