Chapter 18 Weiya's Confusion

An Ruoran's shock was not over yet. When he helped Christine walk out of the alley, he was even more shocked by the scene in front of him. In the middle of the empty square, Gao Senzheng was holding an assassin with a cold expression and forcing his confession with his unique violent method. Around him, about a dozen assassins fell to the ground with broken bones, and even half of their living habits were gone!

"Sen, don't kill them all!" Seeing this scene, An Ruoran shouted softly and rushed forward to stop him. Gao Sen nodded expressionlessly and smashed the assassin heavily on the ground. Dozens of city defense soldiers immediately rushed forward. However, two seconds later, the seemingly weak assassin suddenly shouted, and his whole body turned into a blood arrow and exploded. In this way, the truth of the assassin was completely covered up and no clue could be found.

"It's almost the same as what I thought, for the time being," An Ruoran shook his head without any surprise. He looked at Christine beside him, and hesitated a little, "Miss Christine, your legs still need to be bandaged, and the toxins need to be further treated. If you don't mind, how many days will you take a rest at my casting shop first?"

After hesitating for a moment, Christine nodded unaware. Everyone summoned several carriages and returned to the casting line under the escort of the city defense force. When they boarded the carriage, Vivian, who was still in tears, finally burst into tears and laughed. She hugged An Ruoran intimately, kept acting coquettishly in his arms, completely ignoring Christine opposite him. Gao Sen hugged his arms and sat still like a stone statue, but he suddenly shouted in a low voice: "An, if there is danger next time, you can take me there!"

"What?" An Ruoran was stunned for a moment, and raised his head in shock. Gao Sen stared at him silently, and suddenly grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "First, if you die, you will lose my cooking; second, Vivian will be very sad, I don't want to see her sad."

"Oh, I understand..." An Ruoran touched his chin speechlessly, feeling that it was difficult to say thank you - this guy's reason was really strange, but it was always a good thing for someone to help. Although Gao Sen's strength was only around the high-level, his powerful strength was unparalleled. Even if a super-level strongman was approached by him, he might die miserably. Of course, the premise was that the strongman was so stupid that he gave up his domain power and chose a melee combat method.

When talking about the super-level strongman, An Ruoran couldn't help looking at the square and remembered the super-level thief with terrifying strength. What confused him even more was why that guy had the chance to kill him, but suddenly gave up at the last moment. Could it be that he had recognized the wrong target and stopped temporarily, or was there a potential strong man threatening him?

"It's so troublesome! I always feel that guy is a little familiar..." But what An Ruoran didn't know was that when he was puzzled and sighed, the thief who left with injuries was also jumping on the eaves. In the drowsy night, his body suddenly turned into black light, and suddenly fell in the lightning, shooting into an inconspicuous wooden house.

The wooden door suddenly opened, and the woman sitting alone at the round table was shocked, but she quickly pushed the wheelchair a few meters ahead of her, facing the thief with a staggering pace. With her support, the thief slowly sat down against the round table, and then endured the severe pain and pulled out the arrow behind her!

"Huh!" After breathing a long sigh, the thief pulled off the masked black cloth and revealed Bathil's mediocre face. Weiya pushed the wheelchair and turned behind him, applying the ointment that had been prepared on the wound. In a hurry, neither of them had time to flow.

After a long time, until he felt that the medicine had begun to take off, Bathir sighed helplessly, showing an extremely strange expression. Weiya gently put down the ointment and poured him a cup of water. Then she said lightly: "Teacher, no matter how fast the horse runs, it will fall off. You don't need to pay too much attention. Even if this failure is made, we can still attack Christine as long as we find another opportunity!"

"No, the problem is not here!" Battier shook his head, his expression looked very strange: "In fact, I'm just about to succeed! But the problem is... Damn, what should I say? Miss, who is Christine's date?"

Weiya was stunned for a moment, showing a confused look. Bathil sighed in disbelief, smiled bitterly and shrugged: "Okay, it's hard for me to believe this! But with the light at that time, I saw that man clearly - if I said that it was An, do you believe it?"

"What, what!" A trembling scream suddenly sounded in the wooden house, but it stopped very quickly. Weiya gently covered her cherry lips, and her expression suddenly turned pale: "So that is to say, the reason why Christine came to the imperial capital was entirely for An? But I don't quite understand why An never mentioned this, and what did she want from An?"

"Don't be impatient! Don't be impatient!" Bathil breathed a long sigh and tried to calm himself and Via down. "What is the reason? We can understand it if we go to the casting trip tomorrow. But the trouble is that Christine is with An now. If we want to start, it will not be so easy, and maybe we will be implicated by An."

Hearing his reminder, Weiya's shoulders trembled, but she lowered her head helplessly. After a moment of silence, she suddenly put down the water cup and whispered: "Teacher, stay here for the time being! I'm going to a casting trip now. I believe An has just experienced the assassination incident and has not yet rested."

Before she finished speaking, she had pushed the wheelchair to the outside world and drove into the endless darkness. Bathir shook his head helplessly and sighed softly - he had a premonition that perhaps An Ruoran would be entangled in this matter more and more deeply, and if this situation really happened, how would Miss Weiya and herself face it?

With the same confusion, Weiya hurried to the casting line ten minutes later. Seeing her coming to greet her, An Ruoran naturally told the matter without any hesitation, and even Christine did not avoid it. After hearing the agreement between him and Christine, Weiya breathed a sigh of relief - perhaps even she herself didn't know why when An Ruoran claimed that this was just a transaction, she felt that the haze in her heart suddenly disappeared...

"Anyway, when I get the Soul Stone, we will have nothing to do with it." An Ruoran looked at Christine in the distance and patted her chest confidently, "So Weiya, you have to believe me. She and I are really innocent and can't be more innocent than that."

As he said this, he actually reached out his hand shamelessly and gently held Weiya's tenderness. Obviously he didn't expect him to be so shameless. Weiya was stunned for dozens of seconds before she spitting lightly with a blushing face and gently retracting her slender hand: "What's up to me? Even if you marry her, I'll just give her a gift."

Even though he said so, how could the happiness and sweetness in his bright eyes be easily concealed? An Ruoran was very happy and immediately decided to use the spirit of "it is good to chase the enemy with victory" to try to take down Weiya in one go. But before he could wait for his smiley mouth, Christine in the distance suddenly coughed lightly and slowly stood up: "I'm tired! Mr. An, have you prepared a room for me?"

"Oh..." An Ruoran sighed helplessly, why did he interrupt at this time? But looking at the expressionless face, he finally touched his chin and nodded, "I understand, do you want me to help you to rest in the room? If it is convenient, do you see if you sign a contract with me first and guarantee that the Soul Stone will be sent to Andorra. How do you think about it in three months..."

As he was chattering, the two parties followed the stairs up and finally disappeared at the entrance of the second floor. Weiya looked up at their figures, and a faint smile could not help but overflowed with a faint smile. But a few seconds later, the smile suddenly turned into a strange expression of thinking. At this moment, there was a thought flashing in the woman's heart, which was a dangerous and indeed tempting idea: "If you don't choose to kidnap Christine, but let An approach her..."

"No, An has nothing to do with this matter!" However, a few seconds later, Weiya suddenly blamed herself like this and fell into deep confusion again. At this moment, the woman who had always dedicated everything to that goal for more than ten years suddenly felt that she could not make any decision, and the killing decisions in the past disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"Okay, then observe for a while before talking. "After a long silence, Weiya finally sighed softly and temporarily put aside this idea, "But before that, maybe I should think of some ways to keep this Miss Christine here..."

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