321 The First Assassin (14)

Then it appeared in front of them at close range like a flash.

With one strike without hesitation, everyone died.

Suna patted the non-existent dust on his hands and opened the oil-paper umbrella. As if feeling something, he turned his head and looked down.

The sky is full of rain, and the breeze is blowing. Blowing up the black ink hair. The young man held a pure white oil umbrella in his hand and stood silently under the rainy eaves. His pupils under the long eyelashes were of elegant color and he looked up flatly.

Suna paused for two seconds and then retracted the soft sword. The other hand held up the red plum oil umbrella, covering half of the dark clouds.

Then he took a little step and landed lightly in front of the opponent.

Suna took off his mask and curved the corners of his bright red lips, revealing his handsome face. He asked casually in a low voice:

"Why is Shopkeeper Lin here so late at night?"

The other party stared at her quietly, not knowing what he was sizing up. Her slim and beautiful lips parted slightly: "We made a deal."

Suna raised an eyebrow.

This seems to be near Prince Ye's Mansion, right?

Noticing that his gaze seemed to be glancing upward lightly, Suna subconsciously tightened the handle of the umbrella, coughed and said:

"I paid for this."

After saying that, she realized, wasn't this a disguised admission that she had entered someone else's shop without permission?

So he added, "I didn't steal anything."

The young man said nothing, and Suna unconsciously moved closer to look at his expression.

The cool light fragrance lingered with the gentle tide of falling rain. In the silent night, a clear and elegant voice blew by the night wind: "I know."

Suna blinked.

"Also, the red plum oil umbrella costs fifteen copper coins."

And she only kept ten copper coins.

Suna's eyes were blank.

"..." I don't know, I don't understand.

Linhuai glanced at her, his long eyelashes drooped, and he smiled vaguely, "I'm going back to the store."

Suna quickly grabbed his sleeve and said, "Um... is there any extra room in Shopkeeper Lin's shop?"

Lin Huai stopped and said, "Yes."

Suna's eyes flashed, and he continued to write: "What should I do? The inn where I used to stay is going to expire soon. Can I..."

"Can."

So smooth? Just agreed?

Suna couldn't believe it.

Then she watched helplessly as Young Master Xiuya took out the account book unhurriedly.

"???"

Is this thing still worth carrying around?

"Let's go." After recording, Linhuai calmly collected the account books and said to her.

As Suna followed, he silently estimated the difference in price for repairing the roof, buying an oil umbrella and paying for accommodation.

Suddenly, she discovered that all the money she earned from recent tasks seemed to have gone to the shopkeeper.

Suna was half a step behind the young man. Looking at his handsome back, his cheeks bulged unconsciously.

When I got to the store, I closed the door and looked around to make sure there was no one else there.

Suna pulled up his chair and sat down to rest. He watched him put their umbrellas aside and asked:

"Where's the waiter in your store?"

"No need to work on holiday." Lin Huai replied as he walked up the stairs.

In ancient times, there were actually weekends off?

Suna has been in Jiangdu for a while and is sure that there is no store like his.

He seems to be a boss who understands his employees.

After waiting boredly for a while, the man upstairs came down with a cup of tea in his hand and elegant blue and white robes.

Suna only noticed that his fingers were long and his knuckles were clean and beautiful.

The young man sat opposite her and filled a glass first. Suna subconsciously brought the cup of tea over and took a sip.

The other party was stunned for a moment and said nothing. I just found a white porcelain cup to serve myself.