Troublesome Relationship

Late at night, in an empty alley.

"Please, please, don't kill me, please..."

A man knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly without any self-respect, crying and sobbing uncontrollably, his face streaked with snot and tears, looking
utterly pathetic.

Standing before him was a man in a white trench coat, the hem fluttering
in the wind , his black leather boots gleaming. He stood motionless, his left hand slightly extended forward,
the end of his white sleeve revealing a pair of black leather gloves, his fingers gripping a gun, the muzzle pointed at the kneeling man,
unmoved.

The man with the gun remained silent, radiating an icy aura. It was clear
he wasn't the muscular type; his long, slender frame seemed as if he would be carried away by the wind.
His skin, slightly pale for a man, appeared almost translucent in the moonlight. The cold, aloof air
between his brows did not detract from his stunning features. Perhaps due to the weather, his once
vibrant red lips were now tinged with gray. His eyes, once bright and lively, now held a murderous intent.
All of this combined to create a face that was expressionless, yet possessed an indescribable eeriness, chill, and breathtaking
beauty.

He looked at the man kneeling before him without any emotion, his incredibly sexy and alluring lips moving slightly.

"Three seconds."

His words were cold and brooked no refusal, his clear voice sounding
ethereal .

The man kneeling on the ground, upon hearing this, immediately took off running. There was a corner ahead; if only he could get past
it…

"Two, one, zero."

His gaze remained fixed on the man's back, as did the muzzle of his gun. He calmly counted down, his expression indifferent, and cocked the gun.

Bang!

The gunshot echoed through the deserted street, the smell of gunpowder swirling in the wind. He watched the man fall.

Thankfully, he had run fast enough to get far enough away that he didn't get any blood on him.

This was Future City, a paradise of chaos, darkness, desire, and depravity.

Most people came here to escape.

To escape everything that never changed, to escape the monotonous daily life, the constraints, the moral codes,
the nonsensical self-control and so-called principles.

The people of Future City, to put it nicely, were free, but they preferred the most common, most fitting, and least
pretentious adjective: depraved.

Who cares what tomorrow will bring? The important thing is the joy of this moment. Thus, Future City is filled with
all sorts of places: hotels, brothels, casinos, karaoke bars, and so on. The people living here are either too rich
to spend their money or so poor they sleep on the streets, surviving by theft and robbery.

Is there no rule of law here? Yes, of course there is.

The police here only arrest those caught in the act and murderers. Because they also do other jobs.

Perhaps they are bartenders, perhaps casino operators; they share a tacit understanding.

If they can avoid trouble, they'll definitely stay out of it.

Future City's unique features don't stop there. In fact, two equally powerful forces dominate Future
City: the Azure Dragon Gang and the Blackwood Gang.

These two forces divide Future City in two: the Azure Dragon Gang controls the northeast, and the Blackwood Gang controls the southwest.

Both the Azure Dragon Hall and the Blackwood Hall shared a single goal: to dominate the entire Future City. To this end,
the two factions clashed countless times, yet remained evenly matched. Therefore, maintaining a highly reserved
attitude, they reached an agreement, using "Nightfall" as a neutral ground. Within Nightfall,
no provocation, revenge, or information-selling was permitted.

Thus, the Azure Dragon Hall and the Blackwood Hall maintained this balance until now.

The old leader of the Azure Dragon Hall passed away. Before his death, he appointed a new leader,
Xiang Yuyang, who was only twenty-four years old.

Upon joining the Azure Dragon Hall, Xiang Yuyang, with his exceptional intelligence, strong sense of loyalty, cheerful and proactive
personality, immediately earned the respect and love of everyone, even the old leader, who praised him highly. Within a year,
Xiang Yuyang became the old leader's strategist and right-hand man. Until the old leader's death, Xiang Yuyang's succession as leader was well-deserved
.

The Blackwood Gang, led by its 32-year-old leader Kuroki Shinobu, is rarely seen in public and known for his ruthless methods. Anyone he
dislikes , regardless of their position, is eliminated without hesitation. Logically, such an organization shouldn't attract many members,
but the Blackwood Gang is an exception. Kuroki Shinobu's forceful style, decisive actions, and naturally
charismatic aura inspire awe and submission, making people willing to work under him.

Besides Kuroki Shinobu, another person has contributed to the Blackwood Gang's continuous expansion.

He is the number one assassin in the Blackwood Gang, and arguably in the entire Future City: Yi Ziyan.

Those who have seen him, aside from his own brothers in the Blackwood Gang, are all now in their graves. He
always , and his shots are always fatal, never wasting a single bullet. Furthermore, Yi Ziyan has a strange habit when killing:
he never shoots at close range because he hates getting blood on his clothes. He also never confirms his kills beforehand,
because once he targets someone, they are doomed. However, apart from two people who know this habit,
everyone else who does is already a victim of his gun.

The dangerous balance maintained by the Azure Dragon Hall and the Blackwood Hall
is about to ignite completely different sparks in the hands of Xiang Yuyang, the new leader of the Azure Dragon Hall; Heimu Ren, the leader of the Blackwood Hall; and Yi Ziyan, the number one assassin of Future City.
The fate and direction of the entire Future City are in the hands of these three...

Today

, Future City is different from usual because starting today, it's a five-day citywide carnival.

During the carnival, people put down their work and indulge in unrestrained revelry. All the streets
are packed with people, and all kinds of music, food, and entertainment are available. Crowds throng every
street and alley in Future City. They partied and reveled all night long, and when they got tired, they would just lie down and sleep on the roadside. When they woke up, they would continue to play.
In this future city, there was no distinction between day and night. It was all about indulgence.

"Yu Yang! Can't you walk a little slower?"

"It's you who's too slow, Ling Xi?"

Xiang Yu Yang turned and mocked. His handsome face, sharply defined features, unique yet magnetic
voice, and robust, long frame made it hard not to take a second look.

Speaking of Ling Xi, Xiang Yu Yang's good friend and the head of the Qinglong Hall, she was exceptionally intelligent and efficient. Her fair, oval face and
ever- present smile always made those around her feel the warmth of sunshine. The two were currently
strolling leisurely down the street.

"I told you to finish your work before coming out, but you wouldn't listen. Now look at you, eager to
go back , wasting all this precious time! You're so brainless!"

Tan Lingxi jogged to catch up with Xiang Yuyang, muttering to herself. Tan Lingxi was probably the only one in the entire Qinglong Hall who dared to speak to him
like that . It wasn't that Xiang Yuyang had become serious since becoming the hall master; he never cared about titles. It was just that
the brothers in the hall insisted on using honorifics, and after much persuasion failed, Xiang Yuyang had given in.

"It's nothing much, just a few business deals. And I really wasn't walking very fast; maybe someone's legs are too short
,"

Xiang Yuyang laughed. Tan Lingxi kicked him hard from behind.

"What do you mean?"

Xiang Yuyang turned around in pain, feigning innocence as he rubbed his poor backside.

"I didn't say who it was! Waaah, Lingxi is so fierce and scary, truly the most poisonous heart is a woman's..."

"Who's the woman? Xiang Yuyang! Explain yourself!"

Tan Lingxi glared at Xiang Yuyang, her eyebrows furrowed. Seeing Tan Lingxi's expression, Xiang Yuyang burst into laughter. With
that laugh , Tan Lingxi couldn't bring herself to curse or hit him.

"Tsk! I'm not playing with an idiot anymore!"

Seeing Tan Lingxi's helpless look, Xiang Yuyang put his arm around her shoulder and apologized to her gently.

"Okay, okay, I was just kidding. Come on, I'll treat you to ice cream."

"Really? You said it?" Hearing about the ice cream,
Tan Lingxi's face lit up, disregarding the biting cold. He was a strange guy, with a huge sweet tooth, a kind of incurable glutton.
Xiang Yuyang, being his longtime friend, naturally knew the quickest and easiest way to appease him.

The two were sitting in Yexuan, the center of Future City, usually the busiest and most prosperous
area . In the center of Yexuan stood a building, the tallest in Future City
, named the Tower of Babel, symbolizing the fall and decadence of Babylon, as well as the pride,
arrogance, and conceit of its people. The Tower of Babel has ninety-six floors. The ninety-sixth floor belongs to
the private residence of Xiang Yuyang, the head of the Azure Dragon Hall. However, this is completely unrelated to the Azure Dragon Hall, as Xiang Yuyang is the central
architect , a fact known only to Tan Lingxi. Looking down from above, the entire Nightfall City is centered around the Tower of Babel,
with lights swirling outwards like stars—hence the name Nightfall.

"Here, yours." Xiang Yuyang handed Tan Lingxi an ice cream, which she immediately
ate . Xiang Yuyang also bought one for himself, a reward for his dedication during the carnival day when he had to rush back to the hall
to handle matters.

The crowds were so dense that it was almost impossible to move; the noise and clamor engulfed the entire Future City.

"They're going to set off fireworks." Looking up at the sky, Tan Lingxi ate contentedly. Xiang Yuyang nodded. The two tried
their best to walk side-by-side, but the flow of the crowd caused them to drift apart. Taking advantage of their height , they nodded to each other and then moved on to their respective destinations. Xiang Yuyang pulled his gaze back. His 188cm height stood out in the crowd . After losing sight of Tan Lingxi, Xiang Yuyang decided to slowly stroll back into the hall, but the next moment he bumped into someone, the ice in his hand landing squarely on that person. "　　　　　　　　Finished your business?" Kuroki Shinobu asked lazily, embracing Mu Xiren and playing with her long hair. "Yes." Yi Ziyan raised his head, looking at Kuroki Shinobu. Kuroki Shinobu nodded, then lowered his head, giving Mu Xiren a slight smile, and instructed, "You've worked hard this time, Ziyan. I'll leave you to patrol Yexuan for the time being, and take a break to relax." His deep voice, sharp eyes, and intense aura of pressure—that was the feeling Kuroki Shinobu gave off. Yi Ziyan bowed. "I understand." Nodding, Kuroki Shinobu led Mu Xiren away, and Yi Ziyan silently left as well. To be honest, Yi Ziyan wasn't a bad-tempered person; he was just not good at expressing himself, found talking too tiring, and disliked noise , so he simply remained silent. "A day of revelry..." That day, for some reason, Yi Ziyan suddenly felt like going out for a walk. This was quite unusual for him . Mu Xiren, who had finally managed to get Kuroki Ren to release him, looked at Yi Ziyan strangely as he put on his outer robe, still dressed entirely in white. Mu Xiren stared at him thoughtfully, making Yi Ziyan feel like a monster. "Xiren, why are you staring at me? Am I weird?" "No," Mu Xiren shook his head, brushing his almost waist-length hair aside. Although he had known for a long time, Yi Ziyan sometimes still wondered if Mu Xiren might actually be a woman, just disguised as a man. However, Yi Ziyan never dared to voice this idle fantasy. After a pause, Mu Xiren continued, " I just think, Azi, you always wear white, and I always feel like you're an angel." Hearing Mu Xiren's words, Yi Ziyan chuckled, a rare occurrence, causing Mu Xiren to furrow her delicate brows. "Is it that funny? You silly Azi!" "No, Xiren, I just think your thinking is too naive. Have you ever heard of an angel killing someone?" Towards the end, Yi Ziyan unconsciously revealed a hint of helplessness, but the emotion was so subtle that neither noticed. Mu Xiren snorted. "Anyway, I think so!" Mu Xiren tossed her head. She always found her long hair a bit of a nuisance. If it weren't for Kuroki Shinobu's insistence that she not cut it, Mu Xiren would have actually planned to shave her head completely, to avoid being mistaken for a woman all the time —it was incredibly annoying.

Yi Ziyan shrugged. He knew Mu Xiren's personality too well; the more he talked to him, the more stubborn he became. At times like this, it was best
to remain silent or change the subject.

"Want to go for a walk?" Yi Ziyan suggested the latter, but Mu Xiren shook his head.

"You forgot you wouldn't let me go out alone?" "Alone" meant not being with him.

His relationship with Kuroki Shinobu had been complicated for years. Kuroki Shinobu was always
extremely possessive of those he cherished. He didn't want others to see his treasure; he only wanted him by his side.
For , Mu Xiren was that kind of person.

"Okay, then I'm off."

Yi Ziyan didn't ask any more questions, and Mu Xiren waved.

The night was bitterly cold.

Yi Ziyan squeezed into the surging crowd. Being close to the throng made him extremely uncomfortable. He began to regret
why he had gone out at this time, making himself suffer.

"I'm so stupid..."

Yi Ziyan lowered her head, intending to ignore the crowd around her, but then she heard a commotion
. Unable to suppress her curiosity, she listened carefully.

Oh, so they're going to set off fireworks! Hmm, sounds pretty good!

Just as Yi Ziyan looked up, ready to admire the fireworks, she was unexpectedly bumped into by a tall man.

"Ah!"

Xiang Yuyang, realizing he had bumped into someone, hurriedly apologized.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to, really."

Before she could recover from her shock, Yi Ziyan just stared blankly at the ice cream stains on her clothes, watching
the chocolate slowly slide down, like dried blood occupying her most private space, that
strong smell of rust...

Her repeated apologies went unanswered. Only then did Xiang Yuyang take a closer look at the person he had bumped into.
He should have looked away, because when he did, he was stunned.

His long, jet-black hair flowed past his shoulders, untied, letting it dance in the wind. Beneath his slightly trembling eyelashes were a pair of
dazzling , starry eyes. His skin was fair, almost translucent, and his red lips were slightly parted, incredibly alluring. Looking further down, his white robes further
accentuated his ethereal aura, causing Xiang Yuyang to unconsciously utter two words:

"Angel...

" The word "angel" snapped Yi Ziyan out of his reverie. Being called
an angel was truly strange. He looked up, meeting the gaze of the person who had bumped into him.

"You said... I'm an angel?

" Looking at the handsome face before him, Yi Ziyan asked with a gentle smile.

"Um...ah, no, I wanted to apologize. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you, and I even got
your clothes dirty. I'm really sorry!"

Xiang Yuyang hurriedly explained, feeling like a clueless kid,
flustered If Tan Lingxi or the other brothers saw this, wouldn't his reputation as the dignified leader of the Azure Dragon Hall
be ruined? Yi Ziyan stared at the stain on his clothes and shook his head.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter." It's dirty, so be it, he can just change it.

Xiang Yuyang shook his head vigorously .

"No, I dirtied your clothes, of course I have to make it up to you. I'll wash them clean for you!"

Yi Ziyan rarely talked to a stranger for so long, but strangely, he didn't feel uncomfortable
or impatient. He just found this guy quite interesting.

"Really, it's okay..." Yi Ziyan was interrupted impulsively by Xiang Yuyang before he could finish speaking.

"No! I said I'd take responsibility, and I'll take responsibility to the end!"

Never good at speaking, Yi Ziyan could only go along with his insistence. He obediently took off his coat and
handed it to Xiang Yuyang.

"Okay, fine, you can wash it then."

Xiang Yuyang finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. Looking at that smile, Yi Ziyan was momentarily lost in thought.

For a long time, Yi Ziyan had been a detached person. Perhaps because he had witnessed so much fear before death,
that intense emotion had made him go from initially being uncomfortable to now feeling nothing. Emotional fluctuations
were unnecessary for him; an assassin didn't need too many emotions, as that would only hinder his work. But now, Yi Ziyan
did feel a strange stirring in his heart because of that smile.

Xiang Yuyang didn't notice. Suddenly, he heard a muffled explosion and instinctively looked up.

"So beautiful!"

The fireworks had begun. Against the backdrop of the night, multicolored sparks shot into the sky,
exploding in a near-suicidal manner, as if struggling to leave something behind with their last breath, scattering a breathtaking spectacle that left viewers mesmerized
and in awe.

Xiang Yuyang watched, mesmerized, when he noticed something amiss with the person beside him. Looking down, he saw him trembling
slightly . He then suddenly remembered that he had been holding Yi Ziyan's coat. Seeing his thin frame, Xiang Yuyang couldn't help but
blame himself for his carelessness. How could he have overlooked it?

"Ah, I took your coat. I'm sorry, I didn't notice. You must be cold."

As he spoke, Xiang Yuyang took off his own coat and gently draped it over Yi Ziyan's shoulders,
instantly .

"Aren't you cold?" Yi Ziyan, somewhat enamored with his warmth, didn't want to let go.

"No, you can wear this."

Xiang Yuyang looked at Yi Ziyan's pale face. Before he could even process what was happening
, his hand was already on Yi Ziyan's face.

Fireworks exploded brilliantly above them, showering down like rain, instantly illuminating them.

Yi Ziyan stared blankly at the man before her, surprised by her lack of resistance.

"You must be cold." Xiang Yuyang's warm hand pressed against Yi Ziyan's cold cheek. He didn't understand
why he would do this to a man he barely knew

. Yi Ziyan shook her head. "Not cold." Because your hands are so warm, and your coat.

No one spoke, and no one looked away first. Yi Ziyan looked into Xiang Yuyang's eyes, her heart racing
, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. A special atmosphere slowly drew closer, separating them from the noisy crowd.
He looked up.

Looking at the face before him, Xiang Yuyang saw his own reflection in it, a strange flutter rising
within him, making his breath catch and his mouth dry.

The next second, Xiang Yuyang pulled Yi Ziyan through the crowd and strode away. Yi Ziyan let him pull him, without the slightest hesitation, not even understanding why. But it didn't matter; his actions
throughout the day had been somewhat strange. Looking at the man a head taller than him, his shoulders and back were unexpectedly broad and thick. Holding his hand, it felt rough yet warm. He must be younger than him. Thinking this, Yi Ziyan even smiled, a smile he himself didn't realize. When the people in front stopped, Yi Ziyan began to wonder where he was. Looking around, he was still in Yexuan. Looking up, he was somewhat surprised; this was the Tower of Babel. Why did you bring me here? Xiang Yuyang remained silent, his hand still firmly gripping Yi Ziyan's. He practically ran, leading Yi Ziyan through the lobby, casually flashing his badge to the security guard, and then to the elevator. Yi Ziyan almost wondered if the elevators here could be remotely controlled; why did the doors open as soon as they saw it? But he didn't have time to think about it further before Xiang Yuyang roughly pulled him into the elevator. They pressed the button for the top floor, and the elevator doors closed. Xiang Yuyang remained silent until then. Yi Ziyan looked up and was startled by Xiang Yuyang's sudden closeness. Xiang Yuyang didn't give him much time to recover; he shoved Yi Ziyan against the wall, then leaned in and kissed his lips. Staring wide-eyed at the man kissing him, Yi Ziyan was too shocked to think. In fact , reality left him no time to think. Xiang Yuyang's kiss was fierce and passionate, leaving Yi Ziyan, who was completely unprepared, defenseless from the start. His hands, which had initially intended to resist, instead braced against the wall, and he tilted his head slightly to allow the man kissing him to penetrate deeper. As he kissed him, Xiang Yuyang took Yi Ziyan's hands and led them to his neck, which Yi Ziyan obediently did. Xiang Yuyang also cupped his head, allowing himself to savor the man who had inspired such passionate act. Inside the elevator, the two passionately kissed, Xiang Yuyang aggressively engulfing Yi Ziyan, finding the contact surprisingly pleasurable. Yi Ziyan responded without resistance. As their lips intertwined, a trickle of saliva escaped Yi Ziyan's lips. Completely exhausted, he could only stand by Xiang Yuyang's hand tightly clasped around his waist. Lost in their passion, the elevator creaked, interrupting their fervor. Xiang Yuyang had no intention of letting go of Yi Ziyan. He stubbornly kissed her, carrying her directly out of the elevator. Yi Ziyan, following Xiang Yuyang's posture, changed the angle of his embrace and continued kissing her. Xiang Yuyang opened the , not even having time to take off his shoes, and carried Yi Ziyan directly into the bedroom. In the midst of their struggle, Xiang Yuyang pressed Yi Ziyan onto the bed, his hands moving from Yi Ziyan's embrace to her clothes, still kissing her. Xiang Yuyang directly tore open Yi Ziyan's shirt, his large hands sliding into Yi Ziyan's chest. Hearing the sound of his shirt tearing, Yi Ziyan vaguely thought, "I'll have to change into a new one again. " Xiang Yuyang's hands roamed over Yi Ziyan's chest, and Yi Ziyan naturally arched his back. At the same time, his hands continued to unbutton Xiang Yuyang's clothes. When she saw Xiang Yuyang's tanned skin, Yi Ziyan felt a tingling sensation rush her head. Both of their clothes were now open, and Yi Ziyan's pants were undone. Xiang Yuyang's lips began to move , his hands slipping restlessly inside Yi Ziyan's underwear. The direct contact made Yi Ziyan gasp, and then he slowly began to sway his hips at Xiang Yuyang's teasing. No one spoke, only intoxicating breaths filled the air. Xiang Yuyang's kiss reached Yi Ziyan's sensitive spot, causing him to stiffen instantly, a smile playing on his lips. Xiang Yuyang opened his mouth and took it in. Yi Ziyan bit his lip hard to suppress a moan, the sensation almost suffocating him. He gasped for breath , his fingers twisting the sheets, his hips arching unconsciously in response. Xiang Yuyang's hands didn't stop either, sucking on Yi Ziyan's desire while unzipping his own pants, then using his hand instead of his mouth to continue stimulating Yi Ziyan. He had Yi Ziyan's legs clamp around his waist. Knowing what he was about automatically arched her back. The next moment, Xiang Yuyang slowly inserted his desire into Yi Ziyan's body. "Mmm..." The intense stimulation made Yi Ziyan involuntarily let out a soft moan. Xiang Yuyang lowered his head and kissed Yi Ziyan's lips, which were already slightly swollen from his kisses. Yi Ziyan also pressed Xiang Yuyang's head down even lower so that he could kiss her more deeply. The pain at their point of contact was gradually replaced by a strange pleasure. Xiang Yuyang's rhythm became faster and faster. Yi Ziyan cooperated with a dazed expression, her dark hair scattered messily on the white pillow and her sweaty cheeks, filling the room with the atmosphere of spring. The throbbing within their bodies made their movements gradually become wild and uncontrolled, until Yi Ziyan gripped the sheets tightly , so tightly that her knuckles turned white. With one deep thrust from Xiang Yuyang, Yi Ziyan's whole body tensed and her back arched. The two reached orgasm almost simultaneously. After their passion subsided, the two lay quietly in each other's arms. Moonlight streamed into the bedroom . Yi Ziyan was still panting heavily. He had been blinded by passion, but now his senses were returning. He couldn't understand his own actions at all. How could he have done this? Maybe this person was using this method to deceive people. And...and he was a man! How could he have been so foolish as to follow someone like that, without even bringing his food or self-defense tools ? What was wrong with him? Despite his confusion, Yi Ziyan felt an unusual longing for the warm embrace holding him. A voice inside him told him there was no reason, it was just like that. Xiang Yuyang was also stunned. This was the first time in his life, the first time he had felt such a strange impulse towards a stranger, a strange man Strictly speaking, wasn't this rape? God, I, Xiang Yuyang, was actually driven by lust to rape a man? What was going on? Calming himself, Xiang Yuyang felt a surge of tenderness towards the person still nestled obediently in his arms. The emotions in inexplicably drew him in—a mixture of suppressed, wavering feelings—and beyond that, that unique, ethereal aura made Xiang Yuyang hold his breath. He recalled how, just moments before, illuminated by the fireworks, that almost translucent white skin had...

Completely mesmerized, despite being a genuine man, his fair skin was unexpectedly beautiful.
Combined with his white robes, he truly resembled an angel descended to earth, ethereal yet breathtakingly beautiful,
almost was willing to risk being burned by his radiance, unable to look away.

Both were lost in their own thoughts, yet neither intended to leave the other. In this strange atmosphere, there was no
awkward silence, no unnatural movements, as if they had long been lovers, sweetly entwined with
each other 's bodies, unwilling to part.

It was Yi Ziyan who spoke first.

"I should go." He sat up. The loss of his body's warmth made Yi Ziyan feel a pang of reluctance,
and Xiang Yuyang felt a void.

Yi Ziyan gazed at Xiang Yuyang, who remained lying on his side, his gaze lingering. He slowly
dressed , his eyes never leaving Xiang Yuyang's face. Only after finishing dressing did Yi Ziyan stand up.

"Wait." Xiang Yuyang called out to Yi Ziyan. Yi Ziyan turned around, and Xiang Yuyang stood up, picking out
a and helping Yi Ziyan put it on.

"It's cold outside, wear mine first."

Yi Ziyan didn't refuse. The black coat was a bit big on him, but it was very warm. The two stood
facing each other . Xiang Yuyang reached behind Yi Ziyan and gently lifted the hair that was covered by the coat collar. Yi Ziyan
smiled faintly at him, a smile that aroused Xiang Yuyang's urge to kiss him.

Yi Ziyan turned and walked towards the door. Xiang Yuyang stood there, watching his departing figure, when suddenly he remembered
something. He grabbed the bedside table, rushed forward, and took Yi Ziyan's hand. Yi Ziyan turned
around .

Xiang Yuyang held Yi Ziyan's hand, palm up, then placed a card on it, had Yi Ziyan
hold it , and finally kissed his hand.

"This is..." Yi Ziyan looked at Xiang Yuyang in confusion. Xiang Yuyang smiled.

"I'll always be here, waiting for you." Xiang Yuyang looked at Yi Ziyan earnestly. Yi Ziyan smiled softly
, withdrew her hand, and looked at the magnetic card in her hand.

"Silly."

Yi Ziyan smiled, tiptoed, and lightly touched Xiang Yuyang's lips, then turned and left. Xiang
Yuyang stood there, frozen, because that last kiss was too gentle.

Staring blankly at Yi Ziyan's back, until the cold elevator doors blocked his lingering gaze, Xiang Yuyang finally
remembered something important.

Oh my god, I didn't even ask his name!

Oh well, he doesn't seem to mind, and...

The urgent ringing of the phone interrupted Xiang Yuyang's thoughts. He frantically searched for his phone, finally finding it among
the scattered .

"Hello?...

" (Xiang, Yu, Yang! How dare you! You dare to trick me into saying you want to go back to headquarters? I'll make you wish you were dead!)

Before Xiang Yu Yang could even speak, Tan Ling Xi on the other end of the phone flew into a rage, yelling at
the phone . Xiang Yu Yang frowned and pulled the receiver away from his ear to avoid ringing.

"Um... Ling Xi, listen to me..."

(What? You said you got lost on your way to headquarters? Or that you rescued a stray dog on your way here? Or
that an angel descended from the sky and stunned you, even offering you a free day trip to heaven? You're kidding me!

) Listening to Tan Ling Xi's creative curses, Xiang Yu Yang's heart skipped a beat when she mentioned angels.
The person who had just been in his arms might really be an angel.

"An angel... maybe he really is..." Xiang Yu Yang murmured his thoughts,
stopping Tan Ling Xi, who was still venting her anger.

"(Yu Yang? What are you saying?)

" Xiang Yu Yang snapped out of his reverie upon hearing Tan Ling Xi's voice.

"It's nothing, sorry, I'll go right now, I'm sorry."

Tan Ling Xi frowned, saying nothing more.

"(Okay, be careful on the road, no rush.)

" "Okay, I know." Hanging up, Xiang Yu Yang shook his head, trying to banish the image of the person lingering in his
mind .

Only after hearing Xiang Yu Yang's voice did Tan Ling Xi's heart finally settle down. He
could only manage a bitter smile at his own feelings; heaven knows that he felt nothing for Xiang Yu Yang...

By the time Xiang Yu Yang stepped into the main hall, it was nearly midnight. Due to the carnival,
everyone except those who remained had gone out to enjoy themselves.

"Master!"

The two brothers immediately bowed respectfully to Xiang Yu Yang upon seeing him, and Xiang Yu Yang smiled and waved.

"Xiao Sheng, Xiao Guang, is it just you two?"

Xiang Yuyang looked at the young men in front of him. Hearing that the leader knew their names,
their respect for Xiang Yuyang grew even stronger.

"Yes, just us," the boy named Xiao Sheng replied.

"Zhi Mi is inside," Xiao Guang added, and Xiang Yuyang nodded.

"You two go have fun. Zhi Mi and I are enough here."

Hearing that they didn't have to stay behind, the two thanked Xiang Yuyang excitedly. Xiang Yuyang smiled, waved, and went
inside.

Tan Lingxi propped her chin on her hand, watching Xiang Yuyang enter. She once again
calmed , using her usual playful tone to hastily gloat over the situation.

"Where are you going, Leader Xiang?"

Xiang Yuyang smiled.

"I met an angel and went on a day trip to Heaven with him."

Tan Lingxi raised an eyebrow, staring at Xiang Yuyang with an expression that said, "I know what you've been up to," making Xiang
Yuyang a little embarrassed.

"Hmph, you're hiding something from me, but never mind, I won't force you to tell me." Because he
never .

Tan Lingxi got up as she spoke, went to pour herself some water, drank one herself, and placed the other in front of Xiang Yuyang.

"Ah Guan just got some news, saying there's a batch of goods to sell in the Special Economic Zone tomorrow, it's that old man named Song something
, what do you think?"

Xiang Yuyang pondered for a moment, and Tan Lingxi, knowing what Xiang Yuyang was thinking, nodded, took a sip of water, and then...
" Let's continue.

" "Ah Guan also said that Hei Mu knows about this, so..."

"They'll go too." Xiang Yuyang used a definitive statement, and Tan Lingxi nodded. Xiang
Yuyang fell into deep thought again.

"How much are they worth?" After a while, Xiang Yuyang asked, and Tan Lingxi's fingertips
tapped lightly on the table. "It's said to be tens of millions, but the details are unclear."

"Tens of millions? Hmm..." Xiang Yuyang frowned, repeating to himself.

"That means Hei Mu will have quite a few people, and..." Tan Lingxi paused here, and the two
looked at each other before Xiang Yuyang spoke.

"Hei Mu might send his assassins along."

"Not just might, it's certain. With Yi Ziyan there, we're in trouble." Tan Lingxi's tone was somewhat
helpless and unwilling. Xiang Yuyang understood Tan Lingxi's feelings, smiled, and patted her on the shoulder.

"No way, Lingxi, I have you too."

"That's different." That's because Yuyang, you haven't seen Yi Ziyan kill anyone... Tan Lingxi

said sullenly. Xiang Yuyang knew Tan Lingxi had faced Yi Ziyan before, but that was before
they met. After hearing Tan Lingxi's account, Xiang Yuyang had always wanted to meet this Yi Ziyan, to see
what kind of person he was, that could make Tan Lingxi, a fellow top assassin, both angry and forced to admire him.

"Anyway, I'm taking this job. I think the same goes for Blackwood. Let's see who's faster and
more agile!"

Xiang Yuyang laughed. Tan Lingxi glared at him, annoyed. That's just how Xiang Yuyang is; all he
does is laugh all day. If it weren't for his abilities, he'd be a complete idiot!

"Tell Atuo, Yu, Shen, and Xiao Si to meet at the main hall at noon tomorrow,"

Xiang Yuyang instructed. Tan Lingxi nodded.

"And you! Stop overthinking things and go to sleep!"

"Mind your own business!" Tan Lingxi retorted angrily, ignoring Xiang Yuyang, who laughed and walked out the door.

Yi Ziyan returned to the Blackwood Hall, opened the door, and saw Mu Xiren sitting inside. Yi Ziyan was somewhat surprised.

"Xiren? You're still awake?"

Mu Xiren shook his head. He felt that something was off about Yi Ziyan after he returned. Yi Ziyan noticed Mu Xiren's strange
expression and sat down.

"Xiren?

" Mu Xiren looked Yi Ziyan up and down, and finally realized what was going on. He pointed to the coat Yi Ziyan was wearing
.

"Ah! Azi, your coat!"

Yi Ziyan suddenly remembered that the clothes he was wearing belonged to that man... Heh, he even forgot to ask his name.
Thinking of him, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on Yi Ziyan's lips. Mu Xiren had never seen Yi Ziyan smile like that before, and he
was so surprised that he couldn't even speak.

His warmth, his smile, his every move, his kiss, and his embrace—all of them shook his heart.
This feeling came too suddenly. Who would believe that after only meeting for less than twenty minutes, he
had slept with that man without any hesitation, and it felt so good...

? "Azi, Azi!" Mu Xiren came back to his senses and found that Yi Ziyan was still smiling, and he was
smiling because he was thinking about something. He had never seen Yi Ziyan like this before. The naive Mu Xiren even thought that Yi Ziyan had seen a ghost or was possessed by a ghost!

"Huh? What?" Yi Ziyan came back to his senses, and Mu Xiren pointed to the clothes he was wearing.

"I said, you're wearing black! What about your previous outfit?"

"Uh, I just wanted to try out what it felt like to wear black, nothing special." Yi Ziyan's response was a little stiff.
Mu Xiren looked at Yi Ziyan with a knowing look and nodded.

"Hmm... Azi, you seem different this time..."

Mu Xiren's words made the image in Yi Ziyan's mind clearer and clearer, so clear that he was afraid Mu Xiren could see that person in
his eyes. Thinking of this, Yi Ziyan reflexively lowered his head. Mu Xiren was even more certain
that Azi must have encountered something...

"It's okay, if Azi doesn't want to talk about it, I won't ask you. Actually, I came to tell you that you have work tomorrow
."

Mu Xiren shrugged, appearing relaxed and at ease. Yi Ziyan was taking off his clothes, and upon hearing it was work, his mind immediately
focused. Mu Xiren only continued after confirming that Yi Ziyan was listening attentively.

"Tomorrow, that old guy Song Zhiyuan has a shipment to sell from the Special Zone, and he wants you to come along."

Yi Ziyan nodded. This deal must be big, otherwise Kuroki Ren wouldn't want him to go. Normally, Xiren
alone would be enough.

"Also, Qinglong has heard about this, so they'll be there too..."

Upon hearing that Qinglong Hall would be going, Yi Ziyan smiled again. Mu Xiren was very familiar with this smile; it was Yi Ziyan
's most common smile—a cold smile.

"Since that old guy Qinglong died, their new hall master is called Xiang Yuyang. I haven't had a chance to meet
him yet. I heard he's only twenty-four years old, and there's that Tan something..."

"Lingxi, Tan Lingxi." Having fought before, Yi Ziyan wouldn't forget. Besides, Tan Lingxi was
the person who could rival him.

"Is it just me, you, and the hall master?"

Mu Xiren shook her head. "And Haozi."

Yi Ziyan nodded. "I know. It's late, Xiren, go to sleep."

Mu Xiren nodded, got up, and left with another sentence.

"Azi, black suits you quite well too. Good night!"

Because of Mu Xiren's words, Yi Ziyan stared blankly at the clothes that didn't belong to her, thinking of
the tenderness with that person just now, and that last sentence.

I will always be here, waiting for you.

Reaching into her pocket, she took out the magnetic card, and with a gentle smile, Yi Ziyan lightly kissed the card.

"Silly girl..." "

Atuo

and Yu, you two are in charge of the backup. Shen and Xiaosi, you two are in charge of moving the goods. Lingxi will keep watch. I'll sneak
in. Is that alright?"

Xiang Yuyang paused, and seeing that no one spoke, he continued.

"This business deal will also involve Blackwood. I believe everyone remembers what I said: avoid direct
confrontation if possible, especially this time, because it's very likely that Yi Ziyan will be there too."

Upon hearing Xiang Yuyang mention Yi Ziyan, everyone except Tan Lingxi gasped.

"Yi Ziyan, isn't he..."

"That's right, it's him." Xiang Yuyang answered definitively.

"So, everyone, please be very careful, understand?"

"Yes, Master."

"Very good," Xiang Yuyang smiled with satisfaction, "Ah Guan will be waiting in the Special Zone at 6:30 tonight."

Yi Ziyan, I'll go meet you!

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