It was obvious that the two people who was holding hands were misunderstood by the subordinates.
Ling Huanyu frowned to the group of subordinates.
Before he had a seizure, Ling Shen acted very wittily, opened his mouth and said, "San Ye, we will go over to kill the assassin immediately.”
His face turned fierce quickly after saying this but was still silent.
Other people also followed Ling Shen, Ling Huanyu’s long time assistant. But, looking at the appearance of their master, he already knew that their master was not in a good mood at that moment.
"Do we need to leave them for a while or not?" Ling Shen thought, confused.
So, the group of people who stopped at the door suddenly left again.
Ling Huanyu's brow wrinkle grew worse.
Ling Shen felt that some of his subordinates were looking at him strangely.
"It doesn’t matter. When he becomes normal again, I will ask about it." Ling Shen thought.
Then, looking at Zhong Qing in front of him, he asked, “Do you feel any discomfort in you?”
No one was more aware of the pain that was raging in her body than he was.
But Zhong Qing shook her head.
Ling Huanyu was silent for a moment and said, “Your commission will double as your reward for this time.”
She only nodded.
For the past 20 years of his life, if not for Zhong Qing, he will not be able to get through as easy as it was right then.
And the reward that will be given to her was enough for one person to spend his whole life luxuriously, but she was more concern and curious about Ling Huanyu's situation.
She had a vague feeling that her mission in that world may be related to this.
So, she asked, “San Ye, I can feel that I will suppress this energy in your body today but it’s just a temporary solution.”
Her voice was just falling and her neck was gripped by a hand.
The hand was full of strength and there was no doubt about it. The other side could easily crush her throat.
Ling Huanyu looked at her coldly with an implicit meaning and said, “You should know that words are not good for you.”
"If you want to hide, you can avoid it." But she just didn’t move.
As if she didn’t care about her life being held in his hands, she could only say coldly, “I have no interest in the secrets of San Ye, but I am interested in this incurable disease.”
She looked at Ling Huanyu anxiously and said, “Perhaps I can do something about this. Didn’t San Ye see it?”
Ling Huanyu looked at her and finally let go. “What do you want to know?”
This was a compromise.
With a smile in heart, the surface still condensed and said, “Of course, I want all.”
Ling Huanyu closed his eyes and said coldly, “After I became normal again, you go to my study room at 9 o’clock tonight. For now, you can go out.”
Zhong Qing went out quickly.
Ling Huanyu went to the washing room and cleaned his hands several times.
Looking at the indifferent man in the mirror, he had a rare confusion.
There was serious cleanliness in the Three Kingdoms of Lingjia, especially the exclusion of others. This was something that everyone knew.
If he was not stimulated by blood that day, he would not do anything personally to understand the assassins.
But later, things came out to his surprise.
Ling Huanyu raised his hand and looked at the texture of his palm. He could not call off his mind the feeling of touch with the woman who was called Miss Frost.
Warm, delicate, and soft.
Alone, there was no feeling of reluctance.