Qi Ning's voice sounded behind Shen Ru.
Shen Ru couldn't help feeling surprised when he saw him. As he turned, he had imagined any number of people who might be standing behind him, but Qi Ning wasn't one of them.
Qi Ning smiled calmly. "You look surprised."
Shen Ru made no attempt to hide it. "Well, I drove a dagger into your brain with my own hands. Now you've come back from the dead and you're standing in front of me again. Being surprised is a mark of respect for you, President Qi."
The atmosphere grew tense. The distance between them was neither close nor far.
Neither of them, however, showed the murderous fury of enemies coming face-to-face. The instant Shen Ru saw him, he had felt a vague sense of foreboding, but if he could kill him once, he could kill him again.
"I think you need help."
Qi Ning shrugged and deliberately took a step back to demonstrate his goodwill.
Shen Ru curled his lips and took a step toward Qi Ning. "I think you've got it wrong. You're the one who needs help."
The black-haired young man stood beneath the moonlight, watching Qi Ning quietly.
His beautiful red eyes held a teasing smile, brimming with excitement and scrutiny. Shen Ru noticed that ever since Qi Ning appeared, the feeling of being watched had vanished. Even the distorted dark shadows that had flashed past earlier had fallen unnervingly quiet.
The only thing he could be certain of now was that the illusion before Qi Ning appeared had been the real gift Mo Yu wanted to give him.
Qi Ning's calm expression twisted for an instant, but he quickly recovered. "Oh? How come I didn't know I needed help?"
This time, Shen Ru was genuinely amused. His eyes brimmed