Although the volume wasn't loud, it exuded a chilling aloofness and undisguised disdain.
The voice echoed softly in the dark room, as if expressing dissatisfaction with Su Jinyun's lack of understanding of romance: "She neither understands romance nor appreciates this refined sentiment; it is truly a pity."
After speaking, she turned her head slightly, her gaze like a sharp arrow, shooting straight into a hidden corner of the dark room.
That corner, though seemingly dark and devoid of light, seemed to harbor countless eyes, constantly awaiting her commands.
She called out clearly and decisively in an unquestionable tone: "Shadow One, put this teacup away."
As soon as she finished speaking, she slowly raised her head, her dark eyes gazing at the only sliver of light shining through the dark room.
At this moment, the moonlight was as silvery as water, and the moonlight poured in through the narrow gap.
Like a mysterious curtain of light from the heavens, it outlined a cool yet gentle light and shadow on the floor of the dark room.
The light and shadow swayed like a dream, as if telling an untold story.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze seemingly savoring the rare tranquility, yet also contemplating the impending uncertainties through the moonlit water.
The light in his eyes flickered, sometimes as cold as a star, sometimes as deep as a still pool, as if he were weighing the pros and cons and calculating the situation.
After a moment of silence, she tilted her head slightly, her expression serene, as if she were immersed in a beautiful dream.
She spoke slowly, her voice as clear and cool as the moonlight, yet carrying a hint of anticipation.
It seemed to be whispering to the tranquil night: "The moonlight is just right; it's perfect for meeting that old friend who comes under the moonlight."
Shadow One, who had always been lurking in the dark and secluded places like a ghost, seemed to have merged with the darkness, so silent that people could hardly feel his presence.
However, when Yu Ying's clear and concise words, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, rippled in the silent air...
Shadow One's body trembled slightly as if struck by an invisible yet powerful electric current.
The tremor was extremely subtle, yet so obvious, as if this seemingly ordinary command was actually a sharp, biting wind carrying endless, bone-chilling cold.
It pierced straight through his feigned composure, striking him directly to the bone without hindrance, giving his very soul a jolt.
After a brief shudder, he no longer tried to hide his shadowy figure, as if the darkness could no longer contain his existence.
Like a mysterious shadow suddenly appearing in the dark night, it quickly and somewhat abruptly revealed its form.
His steps were hurried and carried a hint of urgency that was hard for others to detect. His steps were rapid yet steady as he strode into the dark room.
As soon as he entered the dark room, his eyes flashed with a sharp, icy light, like two piercing beams of cold light.
With lightning speed, they swiftly searched the dark room like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves.
His gaze was as sharp as that of a hawk soaring high in the sky, always on high alert, ready to swiftly swoop down and capture its prey.
We will not overlook any corner, no matter how small or easily overlooked by ordinary people.
His gaze was like a sharp blade, precisely sweeping across every inch of the uneven wall and past every shadow of varying depth.
It was as if they were trying to dig out the clues hidden in the deepest part of the darkness from this seemingly ordinary yet mysterious dark room, and to uncover the truth that was covered by layers of fog.
After carefully confirming that nothing was amiss, his body, which had been taut like a bowstring, relaxed slightly.
Immediately afterwards, he bent down slightly, his movements steady and practiced, as if he had practiced countless times.
He steadily picked up the seemingly ordinary teacup on the ground, which appeared to carry some special mission.
In his hands, the teacup seemed to have transcended being merely an object; it had been imbued with a mysterious and significant meaning.
He immediately turned around and hurriedly left the dark room without making a sound.
Like a silent ghostly messenger moving through the darkness, its existence seems solely to fulfill this brief and error-free command.
Su Jinyun took in all these subtle changes and hidden details as they were.
Like a meticulous observer, not missing any moment that may contain profound meaning.
A wave of thoughts washed over her, like ripples spreading across her mind. These thoughts, like fine spider silk, intertwined and entwined in her thoughts.
She seemed to have caught a glimpse of some key clues and had a vague and hazy understanding.
It was as if a faint light could be seen in the dark mist.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
