Then, he calmly stood up, plucked the small flower from his collar, and casually tucked it into Xin Huohuo's hair. His words, however, were for Mr. Hei. "I'm taking the Wood Spirit. I'm handing the person over to you safely. We're even."
"Don't worry. I don't go looking for trouble," Mr. Hei said coldly, as if the two of them had never worked together to investigate the Wood Spirit case.
Bei Mingyuan was the same. After concluding his business, he gave a slight nod and summoned a path of fire, leaving without a single look back. He didn't even spare Xin Huohuo a glance, not even a flicker of his eyes in her direction, as if their near-kiss had never happened.
'Is this just how men are? So clear-cut, so rational, so decisive?'
