In the darkness, Amber's eyes were like those of a bloodthirsty beast, and the long-haired boy stuck out his scarlet tongue to lick his still-bleeding lips.
In a dark corner of the city where no lights shone, Pei Gu, still wearing his blood-stained black clothes, stood on a low wall, head down, staring at the fabric cherry hair clip he had snatched back from Xuan Yin.
This tiny thing, which looks like it would break at the slightest touch, has somehow survived their intense struggle intact.
The effeminate-looking young man, Xuan Yin, felt indignant at Pei Gu's complete disregard for him.
It's always like this. He sees this person as an opponent, as a nemesis who will compete with him for the last chance in the future. But over the years, he has not only never won a direct fight against him, but he has also been ignored by him time and time again.
Just like now, if he hadn't taken advantage of his momentary lapse in attention and snatched that strange hair clip from his hand, Pei Gu wouldn't even have bothered to have a serious fight with him.
"Let's do it again!"
Xuan Yin drew a razor-sharp dagger from his waist.
He was a great lover of cold weapons. Rather than killing his opponents with guns, he preferred the sound of his dagger slicing through their throats and the sight of blood splattering out, and the sight of the crimson flower blooming as their last breaths took hold.
In short, Xuan Yin is the Gu worm that best fits their programmed breeding process from the base, a bloodthirsty killer by nature.
But Pei Gu didn't want to pay him any attention: "You're not worthy."
Even if they train for another ten or twenty years, the result will be the same. Unless he dies, the gap between them will never disappear.
If Xuan Yin, that madman, could really listen to Pei Gu's words, he wouldn't be like an inescapable leech, always able to find Pei Gu by his scent, always wanting to win a match against him.
He gripped the dagger, nimbly flipped over and jumped onto the wall where Pei Gu was standing, and then fiercely stabbed at Pei Gu's vital point.
In the dark corners of the city, even the moonlight couldn't penetrate. You could only vaguely hear strange sounds, like fighting, but if you really listened carefully, you would find that you couldn't hear anything at all.
Two top-tier assassins clashed, their movements so fast that only afterimages remained. In the darkness, only a strange, strong, wind-like current of air rose up...
Gu Family Villa in Royal Bay
"...Anyone who is mean to An'an or that An'an doesn't like is a bad person, understand?"
Gu Tingxiao let Xiao Anman use her long legs as obstacles to climb over, and pinched the ears on Xiao Anman's bear pajamas to finish the last sentence.
Xiao An slowly processed the fact that the brother she met today who was seriously injured wasn't a bad person.
She nodded as if she had been taught a lesson, and her big, dark eyes darted around: "Daddy, can I climb through the little hole again next time?"
"An'an can tell her dad or teacher where she wants to go, but she can't climb out of the tunnel by herself, understand?"
Not knowing if he hadn't explained something clearly enough, which led to Xiao Anman asking such a question, Gu Tingxiao tapped her little nose: "Where does An'an want to go this weekend? Daddy will take you."
Gu Tingxiao thought that Xiao An probably really wanted to go out and play.
Unexpectedly receiving a weekend play card, Xiao An replied crisply, "Okay, thank you, Daddy."
Do you like the gift your great-grandmother gave you?
A large new item has been added to Xiao Anman's room.
That was one of the wooden artworks that Old Madam Gu had sent over during the day.
It's no exaggeration to say that it truly is a work of art.
An ancient mansion, inside which are carved pavilions, towers, flowers, birds and waterside pavilions, each one is lifelike and exquisitely carved.
Every room and every door and window in this house can be opened, and every detail is exactly the same as the real thing.
The most wonderful thing is that there are two movable wooden figures carved inside the pavilion in the small garden of this house.
The slightly hunched old lady with a kind and gentle face was naturally Madam Gu, and the tender little girl next to her with her hair in a small bun and wearing a pretty little dress was naturally Xiao Anman.
"Porridge~"
The house was very large, with exquisite details everywhere. It was the latest masterpiece of one of Madam Gu's closest friends. Madam Gu liked it at first sight and accepted the gift without any hesitation while she was preparing a gift for Xiao Anman.
Finally, she didn't forget to give her old friend a little surprise by carving portraits of her and Xiao Anman.
If we send it over like this, Xiao An will see it every day and won't forget her great-grandmother here.
Gu Tingxiao smiled and said, "I'm glad An'an likes it. Remember to thank Great-Grandma when we go back to the old house this weekend."
"Yes, An'an will."
Old Master Zeng has been away from the mountain for so many years, and there are not many things he is willing to carve now. Madam Gu's donation is not only generous but also meaningful.
Gu Tingxiao's gaze fell on the hidden signature in the southwest corner of the woodcarving courtyard, and he thought of the incident about a fake woodcarving shop that had caused confusion in the woodcarving world about seven or eight years ago.
From then on, Mr. Zeng would leave a signature in a corner of his works that was not easily noticed and which was generally incomprehensible to most people.
Using Zeng Lao's works to provide Xiao Anman with art education is a high starting point.
...
Goodnight, An'an.
Having had enough fun, Xiao An covered herself with her light yellow, cartoon-patterned blanket, her eyelids gradually becoming heavy.
After hearing Gu Tingxiao say goodnight, she finally closed her eyes as if she had received a final instruction.
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