Ye Feng made his demand. "The condition is that you smile at me again."
A Ke: "..."
A Ke was speechless.
She felt that Ye Feng's request was utterly awful. Still, as an assassin who had killed countless people, there was nothing she had not seen. His words did not stir the slightest emotional ripple in her.
"Smile at me again, and I'll teach you a precious art," Ye Feng said.
A Ke bared her teeth. Her face moved, but her heart did not, and the smile she produced was dreadful.
"That's so ugly. Looking at it would give anyone nightmares," Ye Feng said.
"Ugh!"
Hearing Ye Feng's words, A Ke had the urge to give him a severe beating.
"What? Want to hit someone? If you do, you'll never get another precious art from me." Ye Feng stared at A Ke with a look that said he had her completely figured out, then demanded again, "That smile didn't pass. Smile again. There wasn't a trace of emotion in that one. Think of the happiest thing in your life."
"I don't have a happiest thing," A Ke said.
From the time she could walk, her dad and mom had raised her to become an assassin. From childhood to adulthood, she had not had a single living friend. Anyone who became her friend was killed.
Whenever A Ke made friends outside, her dad and mom would kill them, then make A Ke kneel before the Heavenly Kingdom Capturing Tower to reflect on her mistakes. She was to learn from the lesson of her aunt, Zhao Xin'er.
Thus, A Ke had not had a single friend from childhood to adulthood.
"You must have one. I used the Eye of Hell—cough, I mean the Heavenly Eye, as you call it—to look through your