Chapter One: Encounter

  Summer ends and autumn arrives, cherry blossoms wither and scatter all over the ground.

  Located in New York, USA, the international airport has a smooth floor that reflects crystal clear light.

  "Attention passengers flying to China, the plane is about to take off. Please hurry up and board if you haven't reached the gate yet." The flight attendant's smooth English voice came through the broadcast, her sweet but not greasy tone making everyone feel refreshed.

  But at one airport, it caused quite a commotion.

  A group of bodyguards in uniform black attire always draws attention, but at this moment, the man surrounded by them is even more eye-catching.

  A black bespoke tailored suit, black leather shoes, short black hair, an overwhelmingly powerful and icy aura, every move exuding unparalleled nobility.

  Under the brown sunglasses was a pair of profound and mysterious eyes that were deep and unpredictable, occasionally flashing with sharp cold light.

  Although he had the dignity and elegance of a Western medieval prince, this man looked more like a dark emperor who had been in power for many years, exuding an aura of mystery, coldness, and darkness.

  Many girls at the airport cast curious and fiery glances at him.

  "Master, please," one of the bodyguards said with a bow.

  The man didn't even raise an eyebrow and walked away directly.

  "Jiang Qiang still hasn't been found, it's time to lure the snake out of its hole." The young man frowned in discontent at the gate before boarding, seemingly muttering to himself, yet also seeming to be speaking to the bodyguards around him.

  "Contact M organization and let the leader of Shen Zu take action. The head of Lei Qing, deputy leader of Qing Yun Gang, is worth 10 million US dollars."

  Under those brown sunglasses were a pair of icy eyes that took one's breath away, sharp as an eagle.

  M, a massive underground killer organization, has cultivated tens of thousands of killers. If we're talking about the most terrifying, it's undoubtedly the elite group within the organization, the "Gods".

  And the leader of the gods, Manzushah, is a legendary killer known throughout the world.

  "Yes." The bodyguard replied respectfully.

  "Attention all dear passengers, flights bound for China are about to..."

  There were only a few passengers sitting in the first-class cabin, a white T-shirt girl, with a black duck-tongue cap covering half of her face, and a simple outfit that was so ordinary it seemed like she would be unrecognizable even if she were lost in the crowd.

  If there's anything that sets her apart from ordinary people, it would be her incredibly powerful sleeping skills, being able to fall asleep in less than two minutes after boarding the plane.

  Such an ordinary girl is sitting next to a position that is occupied by a shining and radiant god-level figure.

  The man was leaning lazily against the back of the chair, taking off his sunglasses, revealing a perfectly sculpted face that took one's breath away, with a pair of deep, dark eyes that shone with a cold glint, like an eagle, yet inadvertently exuding unparalleled beauty.

  He took a few sips of hot coffee and gazed out the window.

  The deep blue sky like the ocean, floating white clouds, has a magical power that can calm people's mood.

  At this moment, his mind was a complete blank, without any business calculations or gang troubles, enjoying the brief peace.

  "Hmm..." A lazy voice, the people around him stretched their waist without any scruples, and very abruptly interrupted his brief peace.

  He couldn't help but furrow his brow, casting a cold glance at the person beside him, but he didn't expect the other to casually reach out and pull off the duck tongue cap, revealing an absolutely stunning face that inadvertently caught his eye.

  Her skin was white and almost translucent, tender and beautiful, without a single blemish. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were large and deep, with long, dense eyelashes that curled up. Her nose was high and small, her lips were rosy red, like a rosebud waiting to bloom. The entire face looked as if it had been carefully carved by a skilled craftsman.

  Can't help but say, she's an extremely beautiful girl, but he has seen so many beauties before, and after a brief astonishment, he returned to his usual indifference.

  Just as I was about to look away, the other person seemed to have noticed and looked over, our eyes met.

  His eyes were almost immovable, what a pair of eyes? They seemed like a clear spring, as if everything in the world could be purified and cleansed in those eyes, simple and clear. Like a whirlpool, deep and bottomless, every glance would make people fall into it.

  What was even more peculiar was that he caught a glimpse of a fleeting chill from within.

  He withdrew his gaze, dissatisfied with his own behavior.

  He is a misogynist, in everyone's eyes, including his own.

  What's more, he dared to guarantee that the other party had only glanced at him hastily and hadn't even seen what he looked like.

  Even if he was cold and icy, his ink-like eyes couldn't help but flicker with a hint of awkwardness. Was he being ignored?

  Unbeknownst to him, in a place he couldn't see, the black earring on his left ear vibrated almost imperceptibly, a high-tech product, a miniature communication device that wouldn't interfere with the flight route at all.

  The girl's eyes changed suddenly as she felt a slight vibration coming from her earrings.

  How, made more money again?

  She raised her lips and slowly touched her earrings with her hand.

  A low, thick male voice came from inside: "Sha Hua, the Dark Slaughter wants Lui Qing's head for $10 million. He is currently in T City, China, near 13th Street. The other party seems to be quite certain that you will accept."

  Lei Qing, deputy leader of the Qing Yun Gang, a notorious figure in China's underworld, cunning as a snake, filthy and depraved.

  "It's actually an interesting task..." She muttered to herself, the smile on her lips growing wider and wider as she reached out to touch the earring again, cutting off the connection.

  Recently, Qingyun Gang had some conflicts with Anxia, she also knew about it. This time when she returned to the country, she might as well solve him, and coincidentally, she was going to study in T City.

  Yes, read books.

  She, who had been on leave for three years, will once again set foot in the academy. This time she is returning to her home country to study, and the school she has entered is a prestigious aristocratic academy called Qingying, a private school that offers education from kindergarten to university, which she chose herself, not because the master of "Anxia" is also there, nor because there is any task for her to complete, but because that academy has an old friend she hasn't seen in a long time.

  Jian, it's been three years, will you blame me for leaving without saying goodbye?

  She knew that some things, some pains, were time to let go. A kite with a broken string can only fly away, and caring too much would only hurt herself. So this time she chose to return home, choosing to face everything with a brand new self.

  Closing her eyes, she forced herself not to think about those things.

  The man who had just been glanced at hastily by her and hadn't even seen his face clearly had already been thrown to the back of her mind.

  She would never have thought that her fate in the future would be tied to this man in such a complicated way.