"Fine then." Bai Zihui chuckled meaningfully as he stared at Murong Yeyun.
"Really?" Murong Yeyun was overjoyed. Whenever he had invited Bai Zihui before, Bai Zihui would decline for various reasons, but Murong Yeyun hadn't expected Bai Zihui to agree this time?
"Of course, as long as you kill Hao Jian for me, I'll agree to your request," Bai Zihui said with a cold expression.
"This..." Murong Yeyun faltered, then seriously looked at Bai Zihui, "Zihui, I've thought it over and suddenly feel we're not suitable. From now on, let's just be friends, shall we?"
"Get lost!!!"
...
The moon rose high, casting a lone shadow at the balustrade, savoring fine wine, occasionally offering a smirk.
Soon, a figure arrived, gliding through the air effortlessly, almost ethereal, poised and dignified.
"You're here?" The lone figure turned, his voice buoyant with a hint of amusement.
"You called me here, what do you want?" The newcomer asked somewhat displeased.
