Yu Shijin stuffed the milk tea into her hands. When he touched her hand, he realized that it was cold.
“Are you cold?” He held her hand and frowned.
The milk tea he bought was hot. After Su Huiqing drank it, she felt her entire body warm up. She glanced sideways and smiled at Yu Shijin. “Nothing.”
Yu Shijin didn’t say anything but didn’t let go of her hand. “Uncle Dugu is on another island. Let me know if you want to go.”
“I should go, but not these days.” Su Huiqing sucked on a straw as her eyes squinted. “At least wait until after your birthday.”
“The day after tomorrow,” Yu Shijin reminded her.
Huh? Su Huiqing blinked.
The day after tomorrow? Wasn’t there still a week? Did Yu Shijin remember wrongly, or did she remember wrongly?
Su Huiqing was very sure of her memory. She had missed it last year because he was not around, but this time, it was all there. She remembered it very clearly.
But… Yu Shijin couldn’t have remembered wrongly, right?
She touched her nose. She must have remembered wrongly.
She decided not to ask. Awkward.
The two of them returned to Yu Shijin’s manor. At this moment, Hua Guangxuan and Yu Qin had already caught the person they were looking for.
“Did it go well this time?” Elder Yu was talking to Saint. When he saw the person grabbed by Hua Guangxuan, his eyes twitched. “This is… someone close to level eight. Young Master Hua, you?”
Hua Guangxuan smiled and didn’t speak. He didn’t have such capabilities. It was mainly because he had the level eight tranquilizer gun from the International Association. This person naturally had no strength left.
However, he didn’t say it out loud. Yu Shijin didn’t want him to say it now.
“Tell me, why did you come overseas? Do you want to massacre the island again?” Hua Guangxuan kicked the person in black beside him.
That person sneered and glanced at Hua Guangxuan. “Go ahead and imprison me! Our King will be back soon! When the time comes, all of you will die!”
“Pfft, what King?” Hua Guangxuan almost laughed. “Do you think we’re filming a television show? Oh, you don’t know what it means to film a television show, right? Forget it, I don’t want to talk to you anymore. Saint, bring him to Void Island later. Have a good review. His status should not be low. What can he ask for?”
Saint knew that this expert was close to level eight. Thus, when he saw that Hua Guangxuan could subdue him, he didn’t dare to be disrespectful to Hua Guangxuan.
After all, he was just a level seven existence.
Overseas people had always worshiped experts.
Elder Yu also looked at Hua Guangxuan in shock. Hua Guangxuan almost spoke the truth. He was really not that powerful!
“Alright, I will inform them immediately.” Saint called Void Island and got someone to arrange for this man in black.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Yu Shijin and Su Huiqing walking in together. He called out to Yu Shijin, looked at Su Huiqing—who was holding a straw in her mouth, and then frowned. He naturally recalled that palm print in the morning.
However, he didn’t speak and continued to instruct the guards to move that man in black away.
So what if she was a fourth-level expert? Was there a lack of fourth-level experts in the First School at this age? Saint sneered.
“Do you have a grudge against Saint?” Hua Guangxuan glanced at Su Huiqing and whispered.
Su Huiqing shook her head. “It’s my second time meeting him.”
Last night was the first time.
“Then, why is he like this?” Hua Guangxuan frowned. “Damn, is he despising your background?”
“Ignore him.” Su Huiqing smiled. “I won’t speak to him even if he begs me in the future.”
Hua Guangxuan shrugged. “But I have something to tell you. Go to the study room upstairs.”
“Alright.” Su Huiqing glanced at Yu Shijin, who was talking to Yu Han, and didn’t reject him. “But if you want to talk about the fighter jet, forget it. I don’t have time to bother about this now.”
“It’s not a fighter jet.” Hua Guangxuan lowered his voice. “I heard that there’s an Apollo in the city. I’m going to find him and bring you along…”
Su Huiqing: “…”
“What’s wrong?” Hua Guangxuan felt strange.
Su Huiqing sighed and squeezed the milk tea. “Nothing. Let’s talk upstairs.”
The two of them walked upstairs. Saint carried the man in black towards the prison in the manor. However, at this moment, the man in black suddenly jumped away!
With a cold dagger in his hand, he stabbed straight at the neck of Saint.
Hua Guangxuan didn’t know that the anesthesia gun also had a time limit. At this moment, the anesthesia effect on the man in black had already passed. He seized the opportunity to kill him without mercy.
He was an expert close to level eight, and Saint was only level seven. A higher level could always suppress the lower one. No matter what, Saint could not beat him. Saint hurriedly dodged to the side, but not completely.
No one in the hall could react in time.
Who could be faster than a level eight expert?
Elder Yu exclaimed.
At this moment, there was a piercing sound. Saint couldn’t see what it was. He only knew that a ray of light flashed past his eyes at a speed even faster than the black-clad man.
Immediately after, the sound of a blade piercing flesh could be heard.
Everyone only saw that the right hand of the man in black, holding the dagger, was pinned to the wall. The dagger then fell out of his grip.
Moreover, what pierced the man’s right hand was a straw drinking milk tea.
Elder Yu and the rest gasped and turned back. They only saw that slightly elegant figure walking up the stairs.