Bao Xiaoqin's voice was soft, as though she were asking about something insignificant.
"I've searched for a long time, but I still couldn't find that Heavenly Book. Do you have any information about it?"
The moment her words fell, Yan Hui's expression changed abruptly.
It was neither surprise nor anger, but an almost instinctive wariness... like a sleeping venomous snake whose tail had been stepped on, its entire body tensing in an instant.
His eyes flew open!
They were beautiful eyes, deep as an abyss, as if they held a starry sky no one had ever set foot in. Yet the instant they opened, they quickly shut again, as though something had stung him. His brows furrowed tightly.
With a cold laugh, he said, "You want to see that Heavenly Book too?"
There was not a trace of warmth in that laughter, like a blade scraping across ice.
Yet Bao Xiaoqin did not get angry. She smiled sweetly, and a hint of girlish innocence appeared in her shifting gaze, making her seem completely unlike the decisive killer she usually was.
"You don't need to be so nervous."
Her voice softened, carrying a trace of genuine warmth, as though soothing a startled beast. "I'm not here to fight you to the death. Even if you found that Heavenly Book..."
She paused slightly, her gaze falling upon Yan Hui's soaked clothes before quickly moving away.
"I still wouldn't become your enemy... At most, I'll borrow it and take a look. All right?"
When the final word fell, her voice was as soft as a sigh.
It took a long while for Yan Hui's expression to return to normal. Amid the rising mist, his outline flickered in and out, like a jade statue that could shatter at any moment.
He replied coldly, "Then