Xiao Yu stared at her as though she were an idiot.
Jiang Meng's face flushed, and for a moment, she had no answer.
This man was full of secrets, strange in every way!
But she really could not think of anything else.
She could only admit it: the man before her had specially hauled this bathtub here for his vacation!
"Since you're out of questions, it's my turn, Miss Jiang Meng. As the only Huaxia-born woman among the world's top ten assassins, and the youngest female assassin at that, aren't you doing rather poorly?"
Her name, her top-ten ranking, her Huaxia birthplace, her status as the youngest female assassin-he casually rattled them all off.
Goose bumps rose all over Jiang Meng!
She hurriedly stood up and stared at the man gravely.
Her mind was in turmoil!
"Who exactly are you... are you with those people?"
"I can't believe you actually said that! Can only idiots become skilled assassins? So that's why I hauled a bathtub here? To enjoy a jungle vacation while lying in wait for you?"
"Damn it... can you stop bringing up the bathtub?!"
"You were the one who insisted on asking about it."
Jiang Meng glared at Xiao Yu.
For some reason, standing before him and being teased and toyed with made her feel especially angry and emotional.
She was nothing like herself.
She could only put it down to Xiao Yu being too formidable.
But there was one thing she could not deny.
She felt very relaxed around him.
Countless voices inside her told her: It's safe beside him!
She decided to try a different approach.
So she adopted a cold, serious demeanor.
"Mr. Xiao, please stop changing the subject. Who exactly are you? Since you know I'm an assassin, what do you want from me?"