And he's incredibly forward.
The initial impression of him being 'high and cold', 'icy', and 'iceberg' has gradually transformed into a colossal 'simpleton' symbol as the conversation progressed.
Now that label is superimposed on the head of this 'first-ranked assassin from the Purple Crystal list' beauty.
Then the impression of a dumb little lamb in a big bad wolf mask naturally emerged.
"When I bring it to you, do your best," she said.
"And what's in it for you?"
Feng Yin raised his eyelids.
"Benefit…"
Dong Xiaoyan's eyes suddenly became colder yet: "What benefits do you want?"
"If there is no benefit, I will not work."
Feng Yin stared back unflinchingly: "You mean to ask for help without paying a price?"
Dong Xiaoyan's eyes suddenly became pitiful: "You know, we Heavenly Judges are broke."
"Stop it!"
Feng Yin put out one hand: "You're from the Heavenly Judges, I am not now."
"But you once were."
"But I am not now."
"Give me a discount!"
