Young Master's Helper

As he spoke, Xia Qiang slowly backed away. In the last moment he could still see, Lin Muyun turned around—but the next second, the fog swallowed him completely.

So he still hadn't fooled him. A self-mocking smile appeared at the corner of Xia Qiang's mouth. Maybe Lin Muyun had heard the flaw in his final words.

But it no longer mattered. He was the one being targeted, after all.

Besides, he had kept the name Lin Muyun in his heart for a long time.

He didn't like being called Young Master Lin, either. It was too distant and too deliberate. Lin Muyun was nothing like the young masters of the powerful families Xia Qiang had known.

He was refined and easygoing, without an ounce of arrogance. More importantly, he cared about others.

After spending this time together, Xia Qiang had already come to think of him as one of their own, not merely someone he had to protect for the mission.

Xia Qiang truly hoped someone like him would survive.

It would be a blessing for the Lin Family to have a young leader of such fine character in the future.

And Lin Muyun's final actions had lived up to Xia Qiang's estimation of him.

He hadn't misjudged him. This young man was someone worth trusting.

Lin Muyun had realized that he was the one being targeted, not Xia Qiang, and had immediately turned around, trying to save him.

Xia Qiang also knew full well that Lin Muyun had no way to save him and lacked the ability to do so. It had been a purely instinctive reaction; there hadn't even been time to think.

Just as Xia Qiang had expected, the moment Lin Muyun turned around, Xia Qiang vanished completely from his sight.

Though he knew he was being