A peaceful road, untouched by any bandits or tyrants, had been carved out of the capital and heading towards Jiangnan. While the Three Dukes, Three Masters, and the Secret Guards dispatched their men in this direction to pursue them at breakneck speed, Long Xun and Yin Er, already disguised, were enjoying a meal and drinks at the Linjiang Tower.
The young man opposite him had a dark complexion, rough features, thick eyebrows, and honest, straightforward eyes. His shoulders, arms, and chest stretched his clothes tightly, making him look like a martial arts master.
As for Long Xun's disguise... he didn't disguise himself at all, he just changed his hair and eye color, and still walked around in silver armor and with a long spear.
Despite the promise of food and drink, neither of them touched their chopsticks. After the steaming fish was served, Long Xun remained silent, and Yin Er also remained silent.
The difference is that Long Xun is focused on Yin Er while Yin Er is observing everyone in the bustling restaurant without leaving a trace, keeping suspicious people as key targets for vigilance.
Even though he sensed the imposing presence of Long Xun's gaze, Yin Er remained unresponsive, only occasionally glancing at him with a calm, indifferent look to make sure his master had given any instructions.
The waiter secretly wiped away cold sweat amidst the increasingly chilling aura emanating from the young man. Between urging them to eat while it was hot and worrying about his own life, he chose the latter. With a graceful moonwalk, he retreated silently to the corner of the wall and slipped out the door.
With no one else in the private room, Long Xun spoke up: "Why aren't you eating?"
Yin Er bowed his head slightly, his posture respectful and calm, and slowly said, "Xun hasn't eaten yet."
"...I don't need to take you to eat."
"Oh." Yin Er took a bite, put down his chopsticks, sat upright and looked at Long Xun. His black eyes were pure and beautiful, with a faint starlight floating in them.
This is the result of Long Xun leading Yin Er from the capital to Jiangnan so far... Yin Er is finally no longer a yes-man and occasionally expresses his own thoughts. However, his attitude towards Long Xun has not changed at all; he remains respectful and loyal without any other emotions.
Every time Yin Er expressed his thoughts, it was entirely because Long Xun's actions differed from the attitude a master should have towards a assassin, as taught in his training as an assassin. He would offer a reminder, and if Long Xun persisted even slightly, he would immediately choose to obey his master's wishes.
The Dragon God said he was still feeling very upset today.
The usually taciturn Long Xun now naturally asked Yin Er how he felt when Yin Er put down his chopsticks: "How was it?"
"It's sour." Yin Er nodded seriously.
Long Xun suddenly fell silent for a moment.
His hands, resting on his knees, clenched slightly for a moment before slowly relaxing, his dark, vertical pupils fixed on the ordinary-looking, honest-looking young man before him.
Yin Er sat there quietly, his eyelids lowered. His disguised face was already ordinary and honest, and under his own mountain-like silent and steady temperament, he appeared even more imposing and unshakable.
Let him be strong, the breeze still caresses the mountain ridge. Let him be arrogant, the bright moon still shines over the great river.
Undeniably, in this life, Yin Er was honed to be extremely resilient through the training and tempering of the assassins, but conversely, he was also extremely stubborn.
West Lake Vinegar Fish, despite having the word "vinegar" in its name, is prepared in a very special way at this restaurant, so the fish served doesn't have any sour taste at all.
The reason why Yin Er always answered "it should taste like this" when asked about the food was because he couldn't taste it. He had no sense of taste and didn't know how to explain or defend this deficiency to his master. So when asked, he would just give the answer that he considered correct.
If it weren't for this special fish, Long Xun would never have discovered that Yin Er had this flaw.
At this moment, Long Xun's hatred for Bei Chen deepened even further.
If it weren't for him, his lover wouldn't have suffered so much.
But after feeling hatred, one feels sorrow, guilt, and self-loathing.
If Long Xun hadn't been so foolish, how could he have had the chance to let his lover suffer so much?
This can't go on.
Long Xun, with an icy expression, stood up and walked around the table to Yin Er's side. Yin Er, who was sitting, was about to get up when Long Xun pressed him back down on the shoulder with a palm.
The next moment, Long Xun leaned in and kissed his lips, his tongue prying open his lips and teeth, gently licking every inch of his mouth.
Every part of the dragon is a treasure; even a single hair plucked from it is an unparalleled gem. Although his power is controlled by the system, his dragon saliva is enough to cure Yin Er's hidden ailment of losing his sense of taste.
Yin Er showed no reaction to this sudden event, nor did he resist. He sat there calmly, his eyes open, his face as still as a stone, allowing his master to treat him in such an indecent way.
Long Xun gently stirred Yin Er's tongue with his own, their tongues softly intertwining, but with Yin Er not responding, it was as if Long Xun was kissing a dead fish.
He didn't close his eyes. At such close range, none of Yin Er's reactions would escape his notice, so Long Xun was certain that... Yin Er didn't care about what he had done to him.
Long Xun suddenly closed his eyes, leaned forward into the young man's arms, hugged his neck, and made the young man tilt his head back to kiss him deeply.
Yin Er obediently raised his head, letting his master do as he pleased. Even his body's instinctive reactions seemed to have been worn down. This passionate and lingering kiss was almost the same as the touch of hands to him.
His hands were placed flat on his knees, his fingers curled up, slightly wrinkling his trousers... Only this unnoticed action revealed his true feelings.
However, Long Xun could not accurately perceive his information, whether it was his aura, behavior, emotions, or anything else.
When their lips finally parted, Yin Er's lips were slightly red and swollen, moist, but his disguised face was too jarring to look at, and his expression was too wooden, making the scene unpleasant.
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