The Hidden Game
Ling Xiaoxiao's slightly resentful low shout left Bi Fan standing where he was, managing only a helpless, bitter smile.
He knew the girl was blaming him for acting too rashly. Using himself as a bargaining chip had hardly been a wise choice. But with everything already settled, she couldn't just stand by and watch the last two people die without trying to save them. Helpless and resentful, she had accepted his decision.
Watching their retreating figures gradually disappear into the clear moonlight, he still couldn't truly let his guard down.
He didn't actually believe this Devil Race man would keep his promise. After all, hadn't these people set up such a grand formation here just to wait for them to walk into their trap? There was no way his actions would cause a long-awaited, carefully plotted scheme to fall through.
Sure enough, just as those familiar figures vanished from sight, the white-clad man suddenly broke into a warm, composed smile. His slender fingers kept rubbing his ring as he looked at Bi Fan with a half-smile. "Tell me, did that young lady understand the meaning of your look before she left?"
Bi Fan calmly raised his eyes, a hint of indifference swirling within them. His voice was cool and collected. "Why don't you go find out?"
The white-clad man chuckled, paying no heed to what he had said earlier. He gave a slight wave of his hand, and several figures emerged from the darkness, speeding off in pursuit of Ling Xiaoxiao and the others.
Bi Fan watched this unfold without expression, hardly surprised.
In truth, from the very beginning, neither of them had believed a word the other said. This was a game being played in the shadows.
Still, he believed Xiao Xiao understood him. Otherwise, she