"Young Miss, someone wishes to have dinner with you." As soon as the bodyguard finished speaking, a sharp blade sliced across his face, causing blood to drip down.
He stood there stiffly, his heart racing and his complexion paling.
"Are you seeking death?" Jun Mu Jin stated flatly, her words dropping like the coldest snowflakes on a frozen, silent night.
"Young Miss, please forgive me, but this person claims her name is Bei Yueyue…" Before he could finish his sentence, he struggled to breathe as he locked eyes with the figure before him.
As he gazed into those enchanting, mysterious eyes—resembling the vertical pupils of a snake—he felt as if he were about to collapse from fear.
"Repeat what you just said!"
"Bei... Bei Yueyue wants to have dinner with the Young Miss!" he managed to stammer, each word coming out in a rush.
"Where is she now?" Jun Mu Jin inquired immediately.
