The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Splash!

The pages turned on their own, and Shirin's gaze was fixed on them, as if they held endless mysteries.

Because of the angle, Ning Feng couldn't see the contents of the book, and there was no title on the book, so she couldn't figure out what she was researching.

Is this what a legend is? You can be so engrossed in reading a book.

Looking at Xilin's serious expression, Ning Feng felt that he hadn't been working hard enough.

You can't just rely on a photographic memory to read and memorize everything at a glance; you have to understand it as carefully as she does.

The scene was indeed beautiful, but it couldn't continue like this forever. Ning Feng was still somewhat concerned about the situation of the others.

He wanted to interrupt her, but then Ning Feng noticed something else different.

The Shirin before me was very subtly different from the one I had met at the church.

Something seems off?

The clothes on her upper body were the same, but it seemed like... she had changed her stockings?

Although all black stockings are the same color, they still differ in subtle details such as transmittance.

Ordinary people would hardly notice these things, but Ning Feng happens to be a man with a very good memory and meticulous attention to detail.

Ok?

Why change stockings?

However, this is not a big problem. It's normal to change clothes when you get home. Maybe there was blood on it that made it dirty.

The air was filled with a faint scent of air freshener, which made the fragrance emanating from Shirin stand out even more.

In Ning Feng's eyes, Xilin looked as alluring as a ripe peach at this moment.

Tender, tempting...and juicy.

goo.

He involuntarily swallowed, the soft sound jarring in the room filled only with the turning of pages.

This also startled Shirin, who was about to devote herself entirely to a very important academic research project.

"ah!!!"

A piercing gasp rang in her ears, and Xilin, snapping out of her daze, saw Ning Feng's open eyes.

The next second, with an astonishing speed that even Ning Feng's eyesight could barely catch, Xilin quickly put away the book in front of her.

Whoosh!

The book disappeared, leaving Ning Feng and Xi Lin staring at each other in bewilderment.

The atmosphere became slightly awkward.

With a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth, Shirley coughed lightly, her expression returning to calm, and asked:

"...You saw it?"

What did you see?

Ning Feng wanted to ask, but a warning bell rang in his mind, telling him not to be curious at this moment.

If he still wants to live a little longer.

There's too much to cover here; asking too many questions won't do you any good.

Following his heart's choice, Ning Feng did not answer, but instead struggled to sit up.

“…Shirin?”

Still disoriented after regaining consciousness, Ning Feng hesitated for a few seconds, looked around, and weakly spoke:

"Where...where am I?"

The control over facial muscles, the frequency of breathing, and even the feeling of panic mixed with relief were all flawless.

Perhaps some people haven't noticed, but those who cause others to die in the process usually don't have a good ending.

After a careful examination, she found no flaws. Shirin slowly withdrew her gaze and looked down at the two hands that were still clasped together.

After silently casting several purification spells, Shirley controlled her expression and said as if nothing had happened:

"This is my room. Your injuries are basically under control. With more rest, you should recover soon."

She gently withdrew her hand and calmly stood up.

"Let's go, there must be a lot of people you want to see right now."

Chapter 88 Let's get along well then.

go?

you sure?

Looking at the elf in front of him, who seemed so calm that she was almost aloof, Ning Feng calmed down as well.

Very strange.

Whether it's towards Ning Feng as a person or towards the hero who saved the Central District, Xilin shouldn't have this attitude.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Something is wrong!

The more unusual things Ning Feng discovered about Xilin, the more interested he became.

Anyway, since everyone else is fine, things will be easier sooner or later, but this legendary elf is not so easy to see.

If Xilin deliberately refuses, Ning Feng won't even be able to get through her door.

If we don't seize the opportunity now, it won't be good if we are deliberately avoided next time.

Are you angry?

Xilin did not answer, but instead gestured to Ning Feng with her eyes that he could leave.

Sitting on the bed without getting up, Ning Feng looked at Xilin, who was now devoid of emotion, and asked softly:

"Are you silent because of my previous offense?"

There was no answer, but Xilin's eyes changed slightly as she looked at Ning Feng, seemingly lost in thought.

But at least, it wasn't anger.

More like he was embarrassed and annoyed?

Realizing that the other person seemed to be shyly hiding something rather than actually being angry, Ning Feng breathed a sigh of relief while also feeling a bit curious.

What is she shy about?

Is there anything you don't want me to find out?

Seizing the opportunity, Ning Feng continued to ask:

"If so, may I apologize to you... Minister?"

As Ning Feng had predicted, Xilin's composure was broken when he deliberately emphasized the title.

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"It's not because of those things. You did the right thing back then. I just don't know what to do..."

After hesitating for a moment, Shirin still spoke her truest feelings:

How am I supposed to face you?

Whether it's the secret Ning Feng carries, the subtle feelings between them, or the little secrets that only Xilin knows about what just happened...

Xilin is indeed somewhat confused right now, unsure of how to face Ning Feng.

In his capacity as a minister? In his capacity as a legend? Or in his capacity as a woman?

This was already giving her a headache, not to mention that she was now in a state of mental relaxation and feeling a bit lightheaded.

You should leave now!

Let him have some peace and quiet.

Unfortunately, Ning Feng had no intention of giving up.

He tilted his head, smiled at the puzzled Shirin, and said somewhat strangely:

"How should you face me? What's there to be conflicted about?"

Holding onto the bedside, Ning Feng looked down at Xilin, who was now on guard, and continued speaking without approaching her:

“I know that we are of different status and even have very different strengths.”

"But apart from that, what else is there to care about?"

By deliberately attributing Xilin's unusual behavior to the difference in their social status, Ning Feng then went on to reveal his own stance:

"So what if you're a branch manager? I didn't associate with you because of that position."

"So what if your strength is legendary? I feel no fear or inferiority, only respect and admiration for your strength."

He smiled softly, and despite being extremely weak, Ning Feng's confidence remained undiminished.

"We all have secrets; we're all the same in that respect."

Why bother with all those rules and regulations?

This battle not only gave Ning Feng a chance to vent his frustrations, but also boosted his confidence.

Confidence in the future.

It is not blind arrogance, but a firm belief in the future that one can achieve.

I can do better; there's no need to feel inferior or timid.

A confident man isn't necessarily the most handsome, but a man who lacks confidence is definitely less attractive.

Ning Feng, on the other hand, has neither lack of good looks nor confidence.