Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Yang Che knew that Jing Ni liked to take baths, but he didn't know that she liked them that much.

In the bathtub prepared by Yang Che, the steam from the hot water enveloped Jing Ni in a hazy mist. Occasionally, her outstretched arm would peek through the mist, allowing Yang Che to catch a fleeting glimpse of her beauty.

Those were near-perfect arms, with soft, yet not slender, lines. The wrists, connecting the hands to the forearms, created a perfect transition between the two. If the wrists were a bit thicker, the hands would appear less slender and delicate; if they were a bit thinner, the forearms would seem rather bulky.

Yang Che always believed that beauty is a kind of harmony. Between heaven and earth, the eastward flow of the great river is beautiful, and the clear stream in the mountains can also be beautiful. Among the seven kingdoms, beauties are few but not uncommon. Their beauty is different, but whether it is the beauty of heaven and earth or the beauty of beauties, they all have a common characteristic, which is harmony.

The harmony between nature and the heavens and earth, the beauty and figure of a woman, and the harmony between oneself and one's temperament.

Jing Ni undoubtedly possesses this harmonious beauty. Her appearance is already perfect, and although her figure is not as voluptuous as Zi Nu's, it has smooth lines, full where it should be full and slender where it should be slender. Especially her skin, it is hard to imagine that a female assassin who spends her years with a sword and walks on the edge of deep thought could have such delicate skin.

The hot air condensed above, turning into water droplets that rolled down.

Seeing such a beautiful scene, Yang Che felt a little itchy, and his artistic nature kicked in again. And since he was also a man of action, once he was moved, there was nothing to hesitate about.

Jingni didn't climb out of the bathtub until Yang Che had completely drawn the scene. She had an injury under her ribs and couldn't make any big movements.

However, this did not affect the beauty she had just created; on the contrary, it created a contrasting beauty. Even if someone is foolish, as long as they are beautiful enough, foolishness can become adorable.

"You should go take a shower too," Jingni said to Yang Che, putting on the undergarments that had been prepared before her bath.

"Are you sure?" Yang Che looked up and pointed to the bathtub left behind by Jing Ni.

The two of them are sharing a bucket of water? That's quite an achievement, but is this the kind of request that Jing Ni should have made on her own initiative?

"If you don't wash, and people see you outside, they might suspect that there's another person in your room," Jingni explained.

"You really are a professional," Yang Che said helplessly. He had indeed overthought things; this was more in line with Jing Ni's character.

However, seeing Jingni so calmly say that they should share a bucket of water, Yang Che decided to tease her a little. After all, she was so calm that it was almost glaring to Yang Che: Am I just a tool, a tool whose gender can be downplayed?

"But this won't do. The combined time we spend showering is too long, and it will arouse suspicion." Yang Che had a wicked thought.

"You make a good point," Jingni pondered.

"So, to avoid arousing suspicion, we should shower together next time." Yang Che had ulterior motives. Of course, he didn't really have that idea; he just wanted to see a different expression on Jing Ni's face.

If you can't even shake the other person's mind, then any so-called strategy is nonsense.

However, Yang Che was destined to be disappointed, because after hearing Yang Che's words, Jing Ni not only showed no sign of panic, but instead fell into deep thought.

Seriously? Are you wondering if this is even necessary? You're not really going to agree, are you?

Maybe it's true? A female assassin's thinking is naturally different from that of ordinary people.

The thought of that possibility made Yang Che forget his original purpose and instead fill him with anticipation, which suddenly made him feel a bit agitated.

"No, I'll wash faster next time, then no one will suspect anything," Jingni refused, offering her suggestion.

That's more like it! Yang Che breathed a sigh of relief, though he couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or something else.

His emotions are quite complicated right now. He hopes Jingni will agree, but he also hopes she won't. Compared to Nongyu, Honglian, or even Zinu, Jingni is undoubtedly more difficult to grasp and understand.

The female assassin's thoughts are really hard to guess.

"What you said makes a lot of sense. No wonder you're a top-tier female assassin, you're really smart." Yang Che said, emphasizing the word "smart".

The word "assassin" stirred something in Yang Che's heart. He was currently planning the Patching Heaven Pavilion and had an idea of ​​how to set it up, but how an assassin organization operated was a blind spot in his knowledge. There were many details that he, as a transmigrator, could not know.

Isn't this a top-tier assassin right in front of me?

Yang Che took off his clothes and soaked himself in the bathtub. His nostrils twitched slightly as he couldn't smell the rumored fragrance, which made him a little disappointed.

He then comfortably stretched his arms out over the edge of the bathtub, looked at the roof beam, and said, "I want to establish an assassin organization, but I know nothing about how assassin organizations operate. Could you tell me?"

Jingni, who had already wrapped herself tightly in her fur coat, was somewhat surprised. She turned her head to look at Yang Che, only to see him lying on his back in the bathtub looking at the roof beam. But she knew that Yang Che was asking her a question.

Just forming an assassin organization? Are you serious? Jing Ni looked at Yang Che with a new emotion in her eyes, as if she were looking at a rich man's foolish son.

She felt stupid for answering Yang Che's question, but she wasn't stupid, so she decided not to answer it.

"Hey, how do assassin organizations operate? How are assassins paid? How are missions assigned? If an assassin dies during a mission, what kind of compensation should be paid to their family, and how much should it be?"

Assassins get paid? And what's this "compensation"? Jing Ni frowned slightly as she listened to Yang Che's ramblings. Where did Yang Che hear all this from? Could she have been scammed?

Jing Ni even felt an urge to explain to Yang Che how the Net worked, so that Yang Che wouldn't ask any more foolish questions.

"Hey, do you think there might come a day when a powerful assassin organization, like the Qin Kingdom's Luo Wang, might send a beautiful female assassin to use her charm to kill me?" Yang Che asked again.

This time, Jing Ni finally couldn't hold back and said, "You are very weak. If Luo Wang wanted to kill you, they wouldn't need to use a honey trap."

"Who is worth Luo Wang using a honey trap for?" Yang Che nimbly rolled over in the bathtub, from lying on his back to lying face down on the edge of the tub, with his arm under his chin, and stared at Jing Ni as he asked.

This time, Jing Ni didn't respond to Yang Che, a situation Yang Che was already used to. He simply continued, "You just said she's too weak to warrant the Luo Wang using a honey trap. In other words, if the target is strong enough, the Luo Wang will use a honey trap?"

Jing Ni remained silent, so Yang Che continued, "Is General Ji Wuye of Han considered strong?"

Yang Che's words annoyed Jing Ni, and annoyance makes it hard to stay calm, so she said again, "He's too ugly, and not strong enough."

"And what about Lord Xinling of Wei?" Yang Che asked again, mentioning another name.

Upon hearing this name, Jing Ni's pupils constricted slightly, and a hint of killing intent suddenly appeared in her gaze as she looked at Yang Che. Yang Che seemed completely oblivious to this, and simply continued, "He's no good either. In recent years, Lord Xinling has been neglected by the King of Wei, and his will has become increasingly weak. He's practically crippled and not strong enough anymore."

"If Lord Xinling isn't qualified, what about Lord Chang'an of Qin, Prince Dan of Yan, Lord Chunshen of Chu, and Hou Sheng, the powerful minister of Qi?" Yang Che rattled off a string of names.

When Jingni saw that Yang Che had only mentioned Lord Xinling unintentionally, she lowered her guard. However, she was becoming increasingly annoyed by Yang Che's incessant chatter, so she said, "Didn't you want to know how assassin organizations operate? I can tell you."

"Really?" Yang Che suddenly stood up from the bathtub. With Jing Ni's help, how could the Heaven-Mending Pavilion not be established?

Jing Ni subtly shifted her gaze and said, "An assassin organization first needs assassins, and then it needs to determine its scope of business based on the assassins' abilities—whether it's the martial arts world or the imperial court."