The warmth from her lips made her momentarily dazed. She stared at the man's stunning profile, stunned.

What's happening now feels very real, yet it also feels somewhat unreal.

"Hmm... Ah Lin..."

The girl wanted to say something, but as soon as her lips parted slightly, she was kissed tightly by the person in front of her.

The separation of the lips gave him a greater opportunity to gain a deeper understanding.

The man whispered, "Be good, close your eyes," and continued eating.

The room fell silent instantly, the only sound being their heavy breathing. Qi Jiu obeyed Qi Silin's words, slowly closing her eyes and beginning to savor the intimacy.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Silin slowly released the person in front of him, and his throat tightened as he looked at the flushed cheeks.

Oh no, I was the one who seduced her, but now I'm the one who's fallen for her?

Looking at the girl's slender waist, which was directly exposed by the belt, his large hand seemed to have a mind of its own and began to slowly caress it.

From the waist to the belt.

I want to untangle it.

"That blank file is my mission. I've already taken the money, so I have to get that thing."

Having finally found some free time, Qi Jiu began to speak, as if to explain.

Qi Silin gave a faint "hmm," as if he didn't care or hadn't listened at all. He looked up at the girl's neck, his eyes dark.

There seemed to be some emotion flickering within it.

"I haven't asked yet why you tried to take the files from me back then. Did you also accept a mission? Or did you have another plan?"

Qi Jiu acted as if she didn't see his gaze and started to change the subject.

But to her surprise, the person opposite her was completely focused on her. She didn't hear him answer after she finished speaking. Instead, she saw him reach out his large, well-defined hand and unbutton the first button of his shirt.

Qi Jiu: "!!!" No, what are you doing, kid!

Just as she was about to make a move, she noticed that Qi Silin had only unbuttoned the first button on her chest and then stopped, seemingly with no intention of going any further.

He pinched the collar of his shirt and pulled it to the side, looking at his exposed collarbone and fair skin, his voice low and husky.

"That's all unimportant now. There are more important things to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down under the girl's surprised gaze.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Jiu felt a warm sensation on her collarbone, a gentle touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water, touching her again and again.

The man was initially cautious, as if afraid of hurting her, but as time went on and the girl seemed to have no resistance, he became bolder and bolder.

It found the location of the bone and even began to gently gnaw on it.

A tingling, numb sensation instantly spread throughout Qi Jiu's entire body.

In that instant, she suddenly felt her body go weak...

This is terrible.

After a long while, inside the bathroom, the girl looked in the mirror at her slightly disheveled neckline and sighed.

At first, one button was indeed undone, but then Qi Silin's large hand seemed to have a fixed position, and he quickly unbuttoned the second one.

The red marks stung her eyes, and the most recent blush appeared near her chest.

How come I never noticed before that Qi Silin was born in the Year of the Dog?

"You dog of a man."

After she finished speaking, she began to slowly straighten her collar. Once it was almost as neat as before, she opened the bathroom door.

Unbeknownst to that scoundrel, he was sitting on the tatami mat by the window, engrossed in reading her book.

It seemed that they didn't even notice her coming out.

"Ah Lin?"

The man looked up; although desire still lingered in his eyes, it had diminished considerably compared to before.

He looked at the girl, as if he could see through her clothes and fix his gaze on the spot where he had just kissed her.

"You even have expertise in drugs?"

Qi Jiu was taken aback, then smiled as she looked at the book about poison research in his hand. "Hmm, I really like this stuff. A tiny bit of poison can kill someone instantly, isn't that amazing?"

Qi Silin nodded. "That's true. In the era of cold weapons, poison was a deadly weapon, and it still has a place in the world today."

As the assassin organization began preparations, recruitment also commenced.

Qi Jiu looked at the ever-increasing number of people on the website, her face seemingly expressionless.

She seemed to have known this would be the outcome all along.

Chongyu changed into the training clothes here; the suit felt too restrictive. Even Qi Silin changed into more comfortable clothes.

Why are there so many people?

Looking at the data next to him, Chongyu saw that the number of people who signed up this year was more than double that of last year, and it was still growing.

What's gotten into you today?

Tallinn arrived at some point, looked down at the still-growing data, and smiled.

"Number 7's reputation is really useful. It's only been a short time since the news of Number 7 as Chief of Staff was released, and the numbers are already double those of last year."

Back when he was Chief of Staff, the data was just as bad as everyone else's.

Han Yan arrived at some point, nodded while looking at the data, and then nudged Talin with his elbow.

"How dare you laugh? Your youngest junior sister is more popular than all of you!"

The Chief of Staff changes every year, and coincidentally, last year Tallinn was the Chief of Staff.

He gave a helpless smile. "There's nothing we can do. Little Qiqi is far superior to us. Her mission success rate and graduation rate are something that even the six of us combined struggle with."

Speaking of the success rate, Qi Silin narrowed his eyes, "Qiqi, how many people here can survive or persevere to the end?"

I knew about Number 7 before, but I knew very little about him. Apart from his perfect record of never failing a mission and his strictness towards others, I didn't know anything else.

Qi Jiu paused, "About, three percent?"

The survival rate is actually not bad; the difficulty lies in the pass rate.

After all, many people will quit automatically if they can't persevere. Although all professions are dangerous, no one would risk their life for an entry-level test.

Those who die at the beginning either die by accident or because they genuinely couldn't persevere but still persisted.

But there are still quite a few people like that every year.

"Only three percent?"

Chongyu was shocked. This was far too few. Only three out of a hundred people would meet the requirements. With such a low pass rate, why were so many people still willing to apply?

Who gave them the confidence to believe they were among the 3%?

Seemingly noticing his confusion, Tarlin smiled.

"Anyone who graduated from Xiao Qiqi's school already has a great reputation on the black market, without exception."

Chongyu: "!!"

"This is incredibly valuable," he murmured to himself.