With those words, the oppressive presence shrouding the front hall vanished completely. Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi both relaxed slightly, the sense of danger from being watched by a hungry wolf gone.
The woman at the front desk narrowed her eyes and scrutinized the young man and woman across the table from her. Then, without drawing attention to it, she glanced outside the hotel.
"I understand. Please wait a moment, guests."
She withdrew her gaze, left those words in a cold tone, and walked deeper into the hotel. The click-clack of her high heels gradually faded away.
Phew. Xie Lingxi let out a breath, her little face pale as she whispered:
"Brother Yuanshi, I-I suddenly remembered something."
Zhang Yuanqing turned to look at her.
Xie Lingxi voiced her guess. "We couldn't find any information on Master Wuhen. Is there a possibility that it isn't because he's obscure, but because... because our clearance is too low?"
Even a receptionist possessed such terrifying pressure. It was easy to imagine what level that Master Wuhen was at.
Zhang Yuanqing nodded gravely.
"I thought of that too. That's why I was planning to run just now. And I was very confident I could get away."
"Huh?" Xie Lingxi was startled, her bright eyes widening. "My legs had gone completely weak just now. I didn't even think about running. I just wanted to hide my head in your armpit."
That was exactly why I was confident I could get away. I just had to run faster than my teammate. Zhang Yuanqing grumbled inwardly. He spread his arm, tucked Xie Lingxi's head under his armpit, and asked:
"Does this make you feel safe?"
"Brother Yuanshi, let me go! Let me go, quick! This is so embarrassing!" Xie Lingxi struggled hard.
She pulled her head out from