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As dust swirled up from the ground, Xin'er looked down and saw a lanky figure sprawled awkwardly on the ground.
However, the man quickly rolled over and sprang to his feet with a swift motion.
Once he was standing, he immediately began to brush off the dust from his clothes.
This dilapidated temple had not seen visitors in a long time, so a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the floor.
It was no surprise that as he brushed off the dust, it spread around him in a cloud.
Not far from him, Xin'er felt an itch in her nose and sneezed several times in quick succession.
After a while, she finally regained her composure.
At that moment, a low and familiar voice came from in front of Xin'er.
"Are you alright?"
"Uh..."
Hearing the man's words, Xin'er froze for a moment before looking up.
When she saw the man in black standing before her, she was taken aback again, and her red lips parted in surprise as she exclaimed, "What are you doing here?!"
The man before her was lanky and slender, dressed entirely in black with black shoes. His dark hair was tied back into a ponytail with a black ribbon, and he wore a sword at his waist, giving him a clean and sharp appearance.
His cold face remained as icy as ever, resembling eternal ice.
Seeing this man in front of her, Xin'er displayed an expression of astonishment.
Because this man was none other than Cold Charm Chen, someone she had crossed paths with a few times!
When Xin'er saw Cold Charm Chen, she was extremely shocked, and Cold Charm Chen felt the same way.
However, for Cold Charm Chen, it was more of a surprise.
Because during this time, he had been searching for her.
Upon learning that she was to be married, he felt a deep unease in his heart.
In the end, he found himself waiting at the entrance of Cold Manor, unsure of what he was truly feeling.
He just wanted to see this woman, even if it was from a distance.
But he couldn't find her; instead, he received news about Cicada's disappearance.
Later, he noticed that a killer was pursuing her. Fortunately, he learned that the killer had yet to discover her whereabouts. Thus, he spent these days in a state of anxiety, desperate to find her and protect her.
However, half a month passed.
He still had not found her and had no news of her at all.
Worry and fear filled his heart. What if something had happened to her!?
Thinking of this sent a wave of terror through him.
During this time, he had searched from the capital to here and scoured the area nearby, planning to continue his search if he couldn’t find her.
Unexpectedly, a heavy rain suddenly began to pour.
He sought shelter from the rain here.
Upon hearing footsteps outside, he quickly hid himself, for in the life of an assassin, there are only enemies, no friends.
Vigilance was something he maintained at all times.
However, he never expected that the person entering would be her!
The very Young Lady he had been searching for tirelessly for over half a month!
At the moment he saw her, he actually wanted to reveal himself.
But then he noticed that this Young Lady was being extremely cautious, surveying her surroundings. He found it amusing and decided to remain hidden under the eaves, intending to see what she would do next.
What he did not anticipate was that this Young Lady was about to change her clothes!
And right under his nose...
At that moment, he was utterly stunned.
In truth, he could have spoken up to stop her immediately, but in the end, it felt as if someone had paralyzed him; he remained completely still, not even blinking, with a growing sense of anticipation in his heart...
The scene that followed left him mesmerized, unable to look away, his heart racing with excitement.
He had always known this woman was exceptionally beautiful.
Her beauty was a blend of innocence and an innate allure that captivated the soul.
She was simply a natural enchantress!
What he did not know was that beneath her innocent appearance lay a figure so enticing.
Though she wasn't tall, every curve was perfectly shaped, and there wasn't an ounce of excess flesh where it shouldn't be. Her figure was undeniably flawless.
As Cold Charm Chen pondered, the scene he had just witnessed replayed in his mind once more.
That damp long hair, the snow-white skin, the alluring figure...
At this thought, Long Haoxuan felt a surge of heat rising from deep within him.
Accompanied by this sensation, his nose tingled, and suddenly, two streams of blood gushed out from his nostrils...
"Uh..."
Cold Charm Chen reached up to touch his nose and saw the bright red stains on his fingers. His usually stern face instantly turned awkward.
Xin'er noticed Cold Charm Chen's unusual state as well. However, in the next moment, as if realizing something, she reached for her bag and threw some clothes at Cold Charm Chen.
With her red lips parting, she exclaimed, "You pervert!"
"Uh, Xin'er, just now, I... I didn't mean to..."
Cold Charm Chen was skilled in killing but utterly inept when it came to words. He had no idea how to explain himself.
After a long silence, hearing Xin'er's accusation made his handsome face flush with embarrassment.
A deep crimson quickly spread across his cheeks. The bright red of his face combined with the blood still trickling from his nose created a comically absurd image against his eternally icy complexion.
However, at that moment, Xin'er was furious.
Thinking about how he had seen her changing clothes just moments ago made her feel shy and embarrassed to the point of wanting to cry.
She had no choice but to keep throwing whatever she could find at the man beside her.
Cold Charm Chen knew that Xin'er was angry and felt guilty himself, so he did not retaliate as she hurled things at him.
Xin'er was furious, grabbing anything nearby to throw. When her bag was empty, she picked up another object and threw it with all her might.
With a not-so-soft 'thud,' accompanied by a muffled grunt from the man, Xin'er suddenly realized that what she had thrown was not something light, but a rock...
Although Xin'er had been enraged, she had only intended to vent her frustration with things that wouldn't cause harm.
Who would have thought that in a moment of carelessness, she would throw a stone?
As the rock fell to the ground, her gaze fell upon the crimson streaks of blood slowly sliding down the man's forehead. To Xin'er, it was shockingly vivid and alarming.
It left her frozen in place, her delicate face displaying an expression of disbelief and shock.
After a moment, once she regained her senses, Xin'er exclaimed, "Oh my gosh! You... you have blood on your forehead! I... I just..."
Her heart raced with panic, causing her words to stumble out in a jumbled mess.
In contrast to the flustered Xin'er, Cold Charm Chen remained calm after that initial muffled grunt.
The blood on his forehead continued to trickle down, yet he seemed completely unfazed by the pain.
With a slight smirk on his lips, he spoke up.
"I understand, you didn't mean it. I'm fine."
"How can you be fine? You're bleeding."
Hearing the man's words, Xin'er looked panicked.
Immediately, she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and was about to press it against the man's forehead.
However, at that moment, the man took the silk handkerchief from Xin'er’s hands, but instead of pressing it to his own forehead, he used it to cover the nosebleed that was still flowing from Xin'er.
He opened his thin lips and spoke again.
"Your nosebleed hasn't stopped! You should tilt your head back!"
"Uh, but you..."
Upon hearing the man's words, Xin'er was taken aback and then wanted to say something.
After all, she was just having a nosebleed; it wasn't a big deal.
But the man was different.
Not only was he bleeding from his nose, but his forehead had also been injured by her blow!
Although it was initially the man's fault, seeing him with a bleeding head made Xin'er feel incredibly guilty.
Cold Charm Chen naturally noticed the guilt and concern in Xin'er's heart, and he felt a warmth inside.
Yes, it was a very warm feeling!
Since childhood, he had been an orphan, without parents, scavenging for food with many beggars every day.
Sometimes, he would be beaten to the point of barely surviving.
So, in order to stay alive, he could only rely on himself.
He had no friends by his side, and no one would care about him.
Later on, he was adopted by someone.
At first, he thought his life would improve.
Little did he know, the person who adopted him was a Killer Leader.
The one who took him in didn’t just adopt him; he took in many orphans without parents, all of whom had bodies suited for martial arts and killing.
From that moment on, the man told them that in this world, there are no friends or family—everyone is your enemy.
To survive in this world, you must kill!
Thus, from that moment on, they began to train in martial arts every day.
Those days were cruel and arduous.
If you were weak, you would be killed.
So during that time, they began to grow heartless.
The only thing they could do was kill!
Their hands became stained with the blood of others from a young age!
Because if your hands weren’t stained with someone else’s blood, they would be stained with your own!
The word "warmth" was something he had never understood since childhood.
In his world, there had always been darkness, filled only with endless bloodlust.
Until he met this Young Lady before him...
She was so kind, so pure.
She possessed the most innocent eyes and the sweetest smile in the world.
Even if you stood beside her, without exchanging a single word, you would still feel an overwhelming sense of warmth and happiness.
And at this moment, her concern for him made Cold Charm Chen's heart feel warm, as if a ray of light had suddenly pierced through his previously gray world...
Seeing this, Cold Charm Chen's narrow Deep Black Eyes flickered with a glimmer of light. His gaze held excitement and complexity.
The cold expression on his face softened slightly...
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