Chapter 325: Night Attack (1/2)

Jun Huang managed a stilted smile and exhaled deeply. “How about what happened to your operation base?”

Nan Xun nodded. “I've been investigating in the area the past few days and finally found evidence backing up my theory. Members of the House of Heavenly Fiends had been to the neighborhood days before the operation base was discovered. They must be involved somehow.”

He added as if remembering something, “Do you remember the token of the House of Heavenly Fiends?”

Jun Huang shook her head, befuddled. “What token? The one you showed me the other day?”

“No. You have one yourself that's identical to mine.” Nan Xun took out his and handed it to Jun Huang. He explained how they'd acquired the tokens.

Jun Huang was silent as she listened to his story. She remembered nothing about the trial they'd gone through, and she hadn't seen any such tokens when she woke up. Nan Xun took note of it when she voiced her doubts. He wondered where her token was.

That got him thinking. Had it been a coincidence for him and Jun Huang to undergo the trial, or had it been part of a grand plan? What did it mean for Jun Huang to lose her token?

Things were getting even more confusing. Nan Xun could feel a headache brewing. There were too many threads for him to investigate.

Jun Huang was deep in thought, her fists clenched and her nails biting into her palms. Veins popped out from her forehead. She looked like a woman possessed.

Nan Xun widened his eyes, noting her abnormal reactions. He wrapped his arms tight around her.

The warmth woke Jun Huang from her trance. She looked at him with unfocused eyes and finally said, “What's wrong?”

Nan Xun's throat felt tight. He shook his head and sighed in relief once Jun Huang recovered her senses. “Nothing. It's all fine. You don't have to worry too much. Overthinking can delay your recovery. We don't want you thinking yourself into a corner.”

Jun Huang was sensitive enough to hear the fear in his voice. She nodded, but her lack of memory still made her feel insecure.

“Alright, it's getting late. You should rest. I'll tell you if I find anything.” Nan Xun picked Jun Huang up and gently placed her on the bed, tucking her in.

He didn't immediately leave the room and instead stayed by her bed, holding her hand. Jun Huang's heart slowly calmed. Exhaustion set in. She soon fell into a peaceful slumber, her breathing slow and steady.

Nan Xun watched her silently. She looked beautiful and untouchable in her sleep. He planted a dry kiss on her delicate hand and put out the lamp for her. He stopped to take a final look at Jun Huang when he reached the window.

Moonlight covered the room in a thin layer of silver. His yearning for her grew impossibly stronger. However, he couldn't stay. He s.h.i.+fted his gaze to the bright moon and disappeared into the night.

The moon was still distant, and the wind cold. No trace had been left from his visit.

The sun had just risen when Jun Huang woke up. She looked out of the window, feeling a sense of loss and yearning.

Meanwhile, Nan Xun had made his way to the base of the House of Heavenly Fiends. There was no telling if his visit was expected. The old man in charge went through a myriad of expressions. Nan Xun played ignorant.

“I came to ask about Jun Hao,” Nan Xun said nonchalantly, playing it as a regular request for updates.

The old man nodded and got a confirmation from one of his subordinates. “He's safe.”

Nan Xun's eyebrows jumped up briefly. He wondered if the old man was lying to him, or telling him that Jun Hao hadn't been hurt by his kidnappers.

He nodded without a word and turned to leave. The old man stopped him and leveled him with a piercing gaze that would expose all artifices.

“What is the meaning of this?”

“I'm just wondering why Your Highness is here,” the old man said with a smile. “Do you need our help?”