Xinya was left speechless by Hao Jian's words, it was only then that she realized she might have been overthinking.
The way this guy was gazing at her so tenderly was merely a prelude to his ensuing insult.
Hao Jian indeed thought Xinya had a thick face; she knew he was preoccupied yet still came to pester him. If it weren't for her beauty, which happened to be his type, Hao Jian would have kicked her out long ago.
"So, did you come here this time to kill someone too?" Xinya asked with keen interest, unexpectedly probing into Hao Jian's intentions.
"Yes, I came here to kill," said Hao Jian expressionlessly. Anyway, Xinya had seen him kill before, so there was no need to hide it now.
Hao Jian's candidness somehow caught Xinya off guard.
So this guy was preparing to kill again, but who would be the unlucky target this time?
As Xinya followed Hao Jian's steps, twirling and moving with him, she surprisingly found that his footwork was quite skillful, to the point where he seemed to be leading her in a dance.
"Did you learn to dance before?" Xinya couldn't help but ask curiously.
Hao Jian shook his head. He truly hadn't learned to dance; in his past, mired in battlefields, he had only two things to do each day: kill and survive. He didn't have the leisure to learn to dance.
"Really? Then how can you dance so well?" Xinya asked, puzzled. Either Hao Jian was lying, or it meant that he was a genius.
"I just learned it now. Didn't you notice I was watching others while dancing with you? It's because I was learning the steps from them," Hao Jian explained.
Hearing this, Xinya felt a sudden burst of delight inside. She had thought she held no allure for Hao Jian, which was why he couldn't bother to glance at her. Turns out that wasn't the reason, and she felt relieved.
"Just by watching, you've learned to dance? You really are a genius!" exclaimed Xinya, and then, as if something dawned on her, she suddenly pursed her lips and smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" Hao Jian asked, puzzled.
"Nothing, just thinking how in a moment you'll be killing someone, but right now, you're here dancing with me. It feels quite peculiar. Murdering and dancing, one is bloody violence, the other is graceful elegance, doing these two things together, don't you think the idea is a bit sick?" Xinya asked with her eyebrows playfully squeezed together.
"Right now, I just think you are the one who's twisted," Hao Jian said with a wry smile.
"You're so annoying."
Xinya pouted, expressing her displeasure. At nearly thirty years old, such a playful and cute expression on her carried a different kind of charm, which even made Hao Jian momentarily stunned.
Hao Jian asked softly with a smile, "Aren't you scared?"
Normally, upon hearing he was going to kill, the first reaction of most people would be fear.
Yet Xinya was not only unafraid, but she was also eagerly discussing the connection between murder and dance with him, a rather abnormal reaction.
"Scared, of course I'm scared, so when you're about to kill later, I plan to leave," Xinya answered honestly. She didn't have a heart strong enough to witness Hao Jian kill without being moved.
"You're very smart!" Hao Jian laughed.
"I feel the same," Su Xinya smiled. The music was drawing to an end, and Su Xinya politely parted from Hao Jian, giving him a meaningful look, "The person you're looking for has arrived."
At these words, Hao Jian turned his head and instantly saw a man in a black suit and white gloves leading a group of people towards them.
The man was somewhat thin, even thinner than Hao Jian, appearing to be over 180 centimeters tall. Skinny and tall like a bamboo pole, he stood out conspicuously.
With just one glance, Hao Jian knew this was the man he had been searching for!
Chen Sen had received a report that someone had injured the guards at the entrance and broken into the club, so he had immediately ordered a thorough search of everyone present, which ultimately led to the discovery of Hao Jian.
Because Hao Jian really stood out. While everyone else wore evening gowns and suits, he wore sportswear, making it difficult for him to go unnoticed.
Seeing Chen Sen appear, the seven brothers hiding in the shadows couldn't help showing a murderous intent, itching to rush out and tear Chen Sen to pieces.
"Who are you?" Chen Sen looked up with a grim expression, staring at Hao Jian. Helping himself to a ruckus in his territory, did he really think Chen Sen was a pushover?
"It was you who injured my man and had him send a message for me to come find you, and now you ask me who I am?" Hao Jian responded mockingly.
"So, it was that dog you sent. However, his strength was nothing to write home about," Chen Sen laughed arrogantly.
Upon hearing this, the seven brothers' eyes flashed with anger. Had it not been for Hao Jian's previous orders, they might have actually charged out.
Chen Sen looked at Hao Jian with an air of condescension and commanded, "From now on, you're not allowed to have anyone track Fu Jinmei. If you agree, then this matter can be put to rest."
"No problem," Hao Jian nodded and agreed readily.
"You agreed?" Chen Sen frowned, somewhat surprised that Hao Jian would so readily accept his request.
"Yes, I agree," Hao Jian confirmed. After all, Big Baby's identity had already been exposed and Fu Jinmei was unlikely to slip up any time soon, so there was no chance for him.
At that, Chen Sen scoffed inwardly; he had thought a significant figure was coming, only to find a coward.
"However, accordingly, you've injured my man, so you should give me some compensation, shouldn't you?" Hao Jian suddenly asked.
"What compensation do you want?" Chen Sen asked impatiently, his expression sour. Hao Jian had the audacity to demand compensation? He should be grateful that Chen Sen was willing to let them off.
Hao Jian pretended to consider for a moment, stroking his chin. Then he smiled and said, "Then let's just settle it with your life!"
Chen Sen's face turned ashen. He realized Hao Jian was deliberately toying with him!
"So, you're saying you intend to stand up for your disciple?" Chen Sen said with a mocking smile.
"No, no, no, how could that be." Hao Jian quickly shook his head to deny it, yet, with a smile, he said, "It's purely that I want to kill you myself."
"Then we'll see if you have the skill," Chen Sen said, throwing his suit jacket up into the air. With hands clad in white gloves, he clenched his fists and revealed a ferocious grin at Hao Jian, "I really hate the sight of blood, so I always wear white gloves when I strike. I hope you won't bleed when we fight, to prevent me from losing control upon seeing blood.
Otherwise, if I beat you to death, that would be unfortunate."
"I won't bleed, because you're not qualified to make me bleed," Hao Jian said with a smile.
"Is that so? Well, I say I can knock you down within twenty moves!" Chen Sen burst into rage, charging forward like a fierce tiger!