Qianyuan: 0.0?
His face still bore the red marks left from when he had just fallen asleep on the table, and his eyes held a pool of dreamy, spring-like water that could captivate anyone's heart with a single glance.
A beauty who poses no threat, can be taken from at will, and is left to be destroyed and ruined by others.
The murmurs of onlookers began to rise:
"I only knew that the Chosen Ones of China were powerful, but I didn't expect them to be beauties as well."
"He has the charm of a legendary Eastern beauty, so beautiful... If we weren't in a dungeon, I would pursue him."
Qianyuan listened to the whispers around him, a mix of various languages, and his mind went blank; he still hadn't come to his senses.
"Huh? Did you sleep too long?"
The person holding his chin hadn't let go yet, their eyes fixed on Qian Yuan, capturing every subtle expression on his face.
Qianyuan finally realized what was happening and broke free from the other person's arm.
"Who are you?"
The other person replied in obscure language: "I am Ilya from the Snow Country."
Qianyuan: "?"
The other person seemed to be deliberately making it so that Qianyuan wouldn't understand, so that he could then logically say in Chinese:
“You can call me, Iller.”
This is a nickname that only intimate people can use.
Qianyuan was unaware of this. Seeing that the other party seemed to have no hostility towards him, and recalling what the team leader had told him before leaving, that Snow Country was one of their partner countries and could be trusted.
So Qianyuan nodded: "My name is Qianyuan, and you speak Chinese very well."
Ilya replied calmly, "I am of mixed race."
Qianyuan was slightly surprised: "Ah, I didn't realize. You look so..."
At this point, Qianyuan was at a loss for words to describe the other person's appearance.
If Qianyuan's blue eyes are like a crystal-clear sea, like spring snow melting on someone else's fingertips, then Ilya's eyes are like extreme ice, like snow that never melts on a mountaintop, icy cold to the bone.
The other party had a completely foreign bone structure, just like the impression of a snow country, like the harshness of midwinter, a tall and straight snow pine, mysterious and full of murderous aura.
Moreover, when Qianyuan got closer, she could see in the dim light that the other person's eye had a different shade of color than the other.
It seems a bit colder and harder.
How much longer are you going to stare at me?
The other person raised their superior eyebrows because of Qian Yuan's long gaze.
Qianyuan suddenly realized something, her face turned bright red, and she retreated several meters away.
That's too slow.
Ilya thought.
If the other party has any bad intentions, Qianyuan might not even realize she's been completely taken advantage of.
Now that I've realized it, I'm like a startled little rabbit again.
Ilya inevitably noticed Chiyuki's flushed skin, glistening with a thin layer of sweat from his excitement. Chiyuki's breath brushed past Ilya, and Ilya gritted his teeth to suppress his predatory urges.
The people around Ilya approached from behind at this moment. They looked at Qianyuan and then at Ilya.
It was obvious that Ilya was their leader. Ilya didn't say anything, and they didn't even dare to talk to Qianyuan.
Qianyuan looked away from Ilya and then realized that Ilya had made the first move, so why was he being blamed?
Qianyuan wanted to argue with him, but found that he had already walked away. The little guy couldn't help but jump up and down a couple of times, hopping mad with anger.
You bastard!
He needs to stay away from these guys.
He brought his dad with him. What if his dad gets bullied?
Thinking of this, Qianyuan couldn't help but touch the little paper figure hidden in his shirt pocket.
The paper doll was used as a prop for Shi Qianxi to possess.
This was, after all, someone else's territory. As an extremely conspicuous intruder, Shi Qianxi would definitely be chased by the NPCs if she swaggered in. Therefore, the observation team specially used S-level items for them.
From the very beginning, the little paper figure on his chest had been emanating a constant chill.
Qianyuan had already gotten used to the presence of that chill.
His father was in the same room with him, and the chill was always with him, a comforting aura unique to his father.
So Qianyuan didn't notice the little paper doll's abnormality until now, when he picked it up and touched its forehead.
The little paper figure had no facial features, but it crossed its arms and looked at Qian Yuan with a cold expression.
"Why are you angry?"
Qian Yuan was completely bewildered, but before he could even comfort his father, another group of Chosen Ones arrived from behind.
This time, it's the chosen ones from the enemy nation, the very country that's rumored to be secretly raising monsters.
The team leader told him that the country was highly suspected of having developed aggressive monsters, and that he should be careful.
However, these guys didn't immediately oppose him, especially the blond man in the lead. He glanced at Qian Yuan and then whistled lightly at her.
"Good afternoon, beautiful lady."
Qianyuan was so embarrassed that she didn't want to talk to him at all, so she could only keep her eyes down and pretend that she didn't understand.
"Honey, why are you ignoring me? I didn't say anything wrong, did I?"
At this moment, the people behind the blond man couldn't hold back any longer: "Mishu, we are enemies now, and we're still in a dungeon, so don't flirt."
Mishu said nonchalantly, "So what if he's an enemy? As long as I can defeat him, I can still woo him. But such a special beauty is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
Moreover, Qianyuan has the kind of appearance that attracts bad people.
This is not to belittle him, but to state the facts. With her beauty, figure, and temperament, Chiyo could easily attract bad guys with unusual fetishes.
Mishu felt that China had protected him too well.
So before the porcelain shatters, Mishu chases after as many women as he can. For him, flirting with beauties is like collecting stamps; it seems that only in this way can he demonstrate his reputation as a romantic playboy.
Qianyuan's expression was as if he had encountered a group of lunatics. He cautiously clutched the clues in his arms, circled around Mishu and the others for a long time, and then walked towards the door.
It wasn't until she stepped outside that Chiyuki saw Ilya still standing there.
Are they waiting for someone?
Qianyuan walked over, and Ilya looked at him. Upon meeting Ilya's gaze, Qianyuan felt compelled to greet him: "Are you waiting for someone?"
Ilya: "Hmm."
Qianyuan: "Oh, okay, I'll go first then. You can wait for me."
As soon as Qianyuan walked to his side, Ilya started moving with him.
Qianyuan actually asked stupidly, "Aren't you waiting for someone again?"
Ilya looked at Qianyuan: "Want to know? Call me Ilya, and I'll tell you."
Qianyuan thought for a moment, then waved her hand: "Forget it, Yile, what if I see any of your secrets? We're not accomplices yet."
Ilya's companions were starting to feel sorry for him.
How come Qianyuan has such a beautiful appearance but such a stupid head?
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