Chapter 492 (1/2)

Night Ambush (2)

“Hehe, of course! I’m awesome, no? I actually burnt it on purpose.” Ye Lang looked very proud of himself.

“Yeah, right.”

“...Don’t expose me like that…”

“Alright, I won’t expose you. You burnt it on purpose specifically to get this flavour. Alright?”

“Mmm.”

“...”

Both of them sat relaxed under the bright moonlight, on a tree. If someone had seen this, they’d think there was an other-worldly beauty to this night.

However, the two people involved did not admire the beauty at all but were having a conversation that cruelly ruined the tranquillity of the night.

Ye Lang and Coldblood Five didn’t have much in common hence they only talked about murder. He taught her everything he knew so she could kill people more stealthily.

“Didn’t you mention Li Yue liked to admire the moon? Why not take this opportunity to enjoy the night sky with her?” Coldblood Five recalled suddenly.

Although she liked sitting with Ye Lang like this, the mission was more important.

“She likes this, yes, but she’s already in her tent. I’m sure I won’t be as comfortable sitting with her as I am with you too…” said Ye Lang.

“You still have to go even if you’re uncomfortable with her. Too bad you’re now trying to date her.” Coldblood Five did not care, nor did she ask why he felt comfortable with her. All she wanted was for him to quickly complete the mission.

In reality, she secretly hoped for the mission to end sooner so she didn’t have to follow Ye Lang around while he was with Li Yue.

She didn’t know why she felt a little uncomfortable whenever she saw them together. She was a cold-blooded murderer, she had never experienced such emotion in her life.

“Little Five, look! A broom star…”

“...”

A shooting star with a long tail shot across the night sky. It was such a rare opportunity to see such a huge shooting star too.

A beautiful, memorable moment had just been ruined because he called it a ‘broom’.

[Note: the Chinese call shooting stars, ‘broom stars’ because they’re long and also thought to be unlucky.]

“Can’t you give it a better name? It’s such a pretty thing and you ruin it with an awful name.” Coldblood Five extended a hand to his waist, then pinched.

Oh, a better name…

“Little Five, look, it’s a pretty broom star…”

“...”

Was there a difference?

Later into the night, Ye Lang actually suggested having supper. Coldblood Five was exasperated, though she had no choice but to agree or he would never let her sleep.

“What supper?”

“Beggar’s chicken!”

In the afternoon, they’d hunted a few wild chickens. Ye Lang considered the possibility of burning the chicken if they roasted it so he suggested cooking Beggar’s chicken instead. All he had to do was bury it and it’d cook.

[Note: Beggar’s chicken: a hole in the ground is lit on fire, then a stuffed chicken wrapped in leaves and packed clay/mud around it is buried.]

“Just like that?” asked Coldblood Five when she saw him throw the clay-packed chicken into the fire. She’d never seen such a thing.

“Yep, just like that.” Ye Lang nodded.

“Are you sure it’ll be edible?” she was wary.

“I think so.” Ye Lang wasn’t sure either, this was his first time.

“You think so? Don’t you know how to cook it?” her brows were slightly furrowed.

Ye Lang snapped a branch in half and threw it into the fire, at the same time speaking in a nonchalant tone, “Nope, this is my first time. But I’m sure I’m doing it right.”