Aurelia Shaw looked at Mason Nightshade with suspicion for a while, then finally sighed in resignation, "Alright."
Mason Nightshade's lips curved slightly.
This girl... He increasingly felt that it wasn't her chasing him, but rather him chasing her.
Deliberately creating opportunities for her to chase him, yet she still wanted to drive him away.
...
"Shh!" Silent placed her hand over the man's mouth, crouching beneath the window, her eyes fixed intently on the patrol outside.
Seeing that person walk away without noticing her, Silent let out a sigh of relief, then looked at the man pinned beneath her.
The man's lips curled slightly, and with his phoenix eyes partially squinted, he observed her with interest, his gaze calm but with a penetrating depth that made one feel seen through.
The next second, Mox received a chilling dagger pressed against his neck, "Girl, what brings you to the Elegant Pavilion in the dead of night?"
