"Little Five, look! The woman in front isn't wearing underwear..." Ye Lang raised his little hand, pointing at a noble lady who was many times taller than him, and shouted excitedly, as if he had discovered a new continent.
Well, it's just the feeling of discovering something new and interesting, not lust...
"Bang!"
Cold-Blooded Fifth's little hand made intimate contact with Ye Lang's little head. It was unclear whether she liked the feeling, but she would often tap Ye Lang a few times.
However, after she finishes typing, she usually doesn't say anything; she simply uses this method to tell Ye Lang —you made a mistake!
Of course, sometimes she would speak, saying just a few simple words.
"You little pervert!"
"Hey, miss, your underwear fell down..." Ye Lang ran up to the noble lady and shouted loudly.
"?!" The noble lady was stunned for a moment, staring at Ye Lang for a while, seemingly still unable to react.
She seemed to be wondering, was this a hallucination? Why was she seeing such a tiny person, and what had he just shouted? His underwear had fallen down? Wasn't I wearing underwear? It was a rather sexy material, flesh-colored, so it looked like I wasn't wearing any at all.
It was all them, saying it was so tempting, saying we should act together, wear the same clothes...
Etc...
"Ah..."
The noblewoman quickly realized what was happening, covered her skirt, and screamed loudly, which attracted the attention of everyone nearby, who all looked at her.
What happened? That posture makes it look like someone's spying on us, but there's no one there!
Nobody here? Wasn't there a little person there?
The noblewoman looked at Ye Lang's spot again, only to find it empty. She muttered to herself, "Was that just a hallucination? Was it because I didn't sleep well last night?"
The noblewoman blushed and bowed to everyone around her, feeling ashamed of her rudeness. At the same time, she was still confused, wondering if what she had just experienced was an illusion.
"Luckily I acted quickly, otherwise you would have been caught!" Under the corner of the wall, Cold-Blooded Fifth held Ye Lang's hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
When Cold-Blooded Fifth saw Ye Lang's behavior and uttered that speechless remark, she immediately grabbed Ye Lang and ran away. Otherwise, if someone saw the two of them acting strangely, they would surely be caught.
"I meant well, her underwear really did fall down!" Ye Lang said innocently.
"I glanced at her, and she was wearing underwear, flesh-colored ones. Besides, even if she wasn't wearing any, would you go over there and yell at her like that?" Cold-Blooded Fifth said helplessly. Every time she Ye Lang, she always felt like a nanny.
A killer known as the Death God has become a nanny—who would believe it!
"Can't I?" Ye Lang asked.
"No!" Cold-Blooded Fifth replied.
"Why?" Ye Lang asked, puzzled.
"There's no why, it just can't be." Cold-Blooded Fifth didn't want to explain because she knew that if she did, Ye Lang would have even more questions, since he knew absolutely nothing about these things.
"Little Five, look over there..." As he spoke, Ye Lang had already run out, leaving the matter behind to do something else.
"..." Cold-Blooded Fifth helplessly. If he hadn't shrunk, he wouldn't be running around with this kid. But it was quite fun.
It's time to give myself a break; I've never had a moment of relaxation in my life!
"Silly boy, don't run around, or someone will see you!" Cold-Blooded Fifth shouted, then caught up with Ye Lang.
"So what if you see me? I'm not afraid!" Ye Lang ignored the warning. Now that he was smaller, he could escape more easily. Who could catch him?
"Have you guys noticed that Cold-Blooded Fifth is acting a little different lately?" The members of the Cold-Blooded Thirteenth Hawk started discussing again.
"I didn't realize it until you mentioned it, but lately I've been feeling something's off. Cold-Blooded Fifth seems like a completely different person lately, no, it's more like he's become a different person altogether," someone said, frowning.
"She's never been like a human being; she's cold-blooded," one person said, stating a fact that was generally accepted. Perhaps that's why they believed that the puppet Cold-Blooded Fifth was the real person.
"No, she may have been cold-blooded before, but she was still a human being. But now I don't think she is, and you all seem to think so too," the man said.
"Yes, there is, but maybe she's just getting colder and colder. She's been like this since she was little. She was actually quite cute when she was a child, but, oh well, people like us shouldn't even dream of being like normal people!" someone sighed. Some of the people here are old enough to be Cold-Blooded Fifth's grandfather, having watched Cold-Blooded Fifth grow up.
"Yes, if it's not human, then what is it? A puppet? Even if Cold-Blooded Thirteenth were alive, he couldn't make a puppet like this."
"Hmm, it's not quite a puppet, though. I've never heard of a puppet that looks so human before. If that's the case, then things will be much easier for us in the future!"
"Yes, back then, having Cold-Blooded Thirteenth make a puppet that looked more like a human was only a temporary solution."
Despite having been in contact with the Cold-Blooded Fifth for so long, the puppeteers still couldn't tell that it was a puppet, which naturally made them disbelieve that it was a puppet.
For them, no matter how realistic the puppet is, they will eventually discover its true nature and can only fool them for a short time.
Furthermore, it was always Cold-Blooded Fifth Wu himself who spoke, making it even more difficult for people to detect, and the world would not believe that Cold-Blooded Fifth was so small.
So, although it was strange, the matter simply passed, and no one could verify it!
"Alright, let's not talk about Cold-Blooded Fifth for now, let's talk about Cold-Blooded Thirteenth. This position needs to be filled, take a look and see who you think are suitable candidates," Cold-Blooded Second said in a deep voice.
Cold-Blooded Second, one of the three women among the Cold-Blooded Thirteenth Hawk, and also the highest-ranking one. The other woman seems to be Cold-Blooded Seventh.
However, Cold-Blooded Second is already in his seventies or eighties and is a veteran of the Cold-Blooded Group. Otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting in this position. Under normal circumstances, Cold-Blooded First doesn't appear in the Cold-Blooded Group, so Cold-Blooded Second is basically the leader of the Cold-Blooded Group.
As for why Cold-Blooded First rarely appears, no one knows, nor has anyone dared to find out. All that is known is that Cold-Blooded First has always been like this, and that Cold-Blooded First is hereditary, making it the only ranking that is not based on competition.
This is understandable. Given the special nature of the Cold-Blooded Group, no one in power would entrust such an organization to someone else. Naturally, they would send someone they trust to manage it.
By the way, Cold-Blooded Fifth was actually brought up by Cold-Blooded Second. It is said that their relationship is unusual, but of course, no one can verify this.
After all, Cold-Blooded Fifth earned her position through her own hard work, and the fact that no one dares to provoke her shows just how strong she is.