"What!"
Xie Shun suddenly sat up in bed, only having time to put on a coat before rushing out the door.
"What's going on?"
Xie Shun kept walking, and the servants quickly followed, step by step behind their master.
Xie Shun suddenly pushed open the front door, his pupils suddenly locking.
The assassins were tied up and laid out haphazardly on the ground. Half of them had just woken up and realized they were already bound, so they started to struggle.
The servants barely dared to look up at Xie Shun's expression; he kept his head down and said, "I discovered it this morning."
At the same time, the head guard responsible for watching over the outer perimeter of the underground vault also arrived: "Master, the underground vault... has been robbed."
Xie Shun's spiritual energy suddenly surged, forcing the head guard to lie firmly on the ground.
These successive events are clearly not accidents, but rather deliberate.
Who exactly is it? How could they completely bypass their own senses and enter the Xie family compound as if it were their own home?
This was a severe slap in the face to the Xie family. In an instant, a gust of wind swept around Xie Shun, causing the door to slam against the wall with a deafening roar.
Meanwhile, in the "Journey to Immortality" film crew in City A, Jiang Yixing had already taken a half step back, maintaining a certain distance from Rong Hang.
Her eyes were upturned at the corners, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
Rong Hang's eyes were tinged with a hint of red, and his throat felt inexplicably itchy.
"So why go?" Jiang Yixing asked the first question again.
Rong Hang's eyelashes blinked and blinked, landing on Jiang Yixing's heart.
She smiled broadly, seemingly unwilling to let Rong Hang off easily.
Rong Hang's dark eyes blurred, and the two exchanged a glance.
Jiang Yixing leaned closer again and whispered, "For me."
Rong Hang was suddenly startled, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yixing without moving. Jiang Yixing's smile faded, and his expression became serious.
"For me, right?"
The set gradually filled up with people, and the noise became increasingly loud.
Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang were standing very close together, and they haven't been noticed yet in a corner of the set.
Rong Hang's face began to turn red little by little.
Jiang Yixing made no attempt to conceal his admiration for the beautiful scenery.
His dark pupils seemed to be tinged with a different kind of red, or perhaps purple, like the mesmerizing turbines in the eyes of a dream-eating beast, making one unable to resist taking a second look.
Rong Hang pulled Jiang Yixing behind the set, and the two hid in a narrow space, their breaths mingling together.
"I like you."
Rong Hang's voice was no longer as cold and calm as before; it was filled with overflowing and passionate emotions.
His long-suppressed emotions erupted in an instant, and even his bright eyes were filled with fervor.
Rong Hang had imagined confessing his feelings to Jiang Yixing many times.
He believes it should be when he is most confident, perhaps when his film wins an award, or perhaps when he returns to his nascent stage.
Or perhaps they will make that promise to Jiang Yixing's master and fellow disciples in person when they find the magical artifact that connects the two worlds.
At that time, once he was fully prepared, he should have donned the most formal attire here, and with an unwavering promise, formed a Daoist partnership with Jiang Yixing.
But accidents always happen very suddenly.
His confession was completed against this chaotic backdrop. He was dressed in a theatrical costume, had not prepared any gifts, and the only convenient thing at hand was the magical artifact he had robbed the day before.
Rong Hang's gaze meticulously traced Jiang Yixing's features. His heart pounded fiercely and intensely, like a blazing torch, threatening to consume him and the person before him.
The surroundings were still noisy and chaotic, and Rong Hang could even hear the staff outside calling his name.
"Huh? Wasn't Rong Hang just here a moment ago?"
"Yeah, what happened to Jiang Yixing too?"
However, he couldn't take his attention away from Jiang Yixing. All the noise faded away, and he heard Jiang Yixing's smiling voice:
"I think I might like you too."
At this moment, Ronghang's world suddenly became dazzling.
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