LRAB Chapter 151: 136 Huang Que
Chapter 151: 136 Huang Que
Chapter 151: Chapter 136 Huang Que
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The flash of lightning was fleeting.
Lin Xian suddenly stood up, taking two steps back, his heartbeat uncontrollably accelerating!
How could there be someone hiding in this office!
At the moment he had seen the high heels and earring... Lin Xian truly thought Zhao Yingjun was the one waiting here to spring a trap! He had even figured out the plot for the trap laid by the Genius Club!
This was a decoy!
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But... once he had a clear look at the woman’s face, Lin Xian instantly realized she was not Zhao Yingjun.
Not only was her figure curvier than Zhao Yingjun’s, but she was also significantly older.
Although Lin Xian couldn’t accurately gauge her age, she was at least in her thirties, completely different from the maturity and charm of a 24-year-old like Zhao Yingjun.
Lin Xian hadn’t seen the details of her facial features too clearly, only felt she was very beautiful, but what made the deepest impression on him was her eyes—
Crystal blue pupils.
It was an indescribable color of pupils.
They didn’t look human.
Too profound, like melting colored glaze, seemingly flowing.
Once confirming she wasn’t Zhao Yingjun, Lin Xian felt an odd sense of relief.
After all, encountering a stranger in this place was somewhat less unsettling than encountering someone he knew, at least... it wasn’t as terrifying.
But the problem was...
Zhao Yingjun had set up such a difficult-to-guess password, and emphasized multiple times that only the two of them knew it.
So how did this strange woman gain entry to this office?
The woman’s appearance was so unexpected, Lin Xian was completely unclear about her purpose, whether she was a friend or foe.
Therefore, he didn’t speak.
He just kept his gaze fixed on the woman sitting on the sofa.
...
Outside the window.
The clattering sound hitting the window weakened.
As the raindrops gradually thinned out, the curtain of rain clinging to the glass also slowly slid down...
The mist parted.
The half-hidden moon that had been obscured for a long time finally peeked out, slanting its bright moonlight into the office... shining on the woman’s rhythmically swaying high heels.
“Are you looking for this?”
Seeing Lin Xian didn’t speak, the woman picked up a dark red invitation card from the sofa beside her and casually flicked it in the air twice.
The invitation card was folded in such a way that wasn’t quite folded, fluttering open and shut like a clamshell with the woman’s movements.
There was no wax seal.
Lin Xian could see clearly, the invitation card’s five golden embossed characters on the back flickering in and out of visibility under the diffuse moonlight.
Although the woman’s body and appearance were still shrouded in darkness, the moonlight’s shift was slow, only moving from her high heels to the edge of her clothes draped over the sofa...
The woman smiled charmingly, her scent wafting into Lin Xian’s nostrils:
“Don’t make me wait too long, alright?”
With that.
The woman turned and left. Her silky hair brushed Lin Xian’s cheek, especially fragrant amidst the damp, rust-filled office...
The scent of white mountain tea.
Lin Xian took another deep breath.
This scent... Although slightly different from the one on CC, it was definitely the aroma of white mountain tea.
“What exactly is your purpose?”
“I can’t tell you.”
“How can I get a real invitation?”
“I can’t say.”
Lin Xian chuckled and tossed the invitation onto the desk:
“Since you’re not willing to tell me anything, then you can wait at the Genius Club for a lifetime.”
“It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, Lin Xian,” the woman paused, turning her head:
“I am unable to say.”
“Actually, you’re already very close to the answer... Instead of asking questions here, why not go back and think about the Space-time Law a bit more?”
“The Space-time Law is far more important than you think, far more stringent. Nearly all the answers are hidden within it... But from what I see, your understanding of the Space-time Law is still too shallow.”
“Especially the ‘Space-Time Elasticity’... such a critical law, why not rack your brains and think more about it?”
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Listening to the woman’s words, Lin Xian felt his sense of security slip away once again.
The term ‘Space-Time Elasticity’ was something he had invented, crafted, and concluded all on his own.
No one else had ever spoken of it.
Yet this woman knew it so clearly.
“Who on earth are you?” Lin Xian squinted his eyes, looking at her retreating figure.
“The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the Yellow Sparrow behind...” The woman smiled and pulled open the coded door:
“Next time we meet, you can call me ‘Huang Que’.”
Bang!
The heavy coded door closed tightly.
The moonlight finally broke through the clouds and a whole swath of frost shone in.
The electronic clock on the desk kept breathing, and Lin Xian looked down at the time—
00:42
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Volume One “Yellow Sparrow”, to be continued...