16 – Where are you from, handsome?
But Ye Yuntong didn’t even change her expression upon hearing those flirtatious words. Her red lips parted slightly, and a clear, captivating voice passed through her modified phone, transforming into a male voice—one that sounded aged and weathered. “I can’t bear the longing of the God’s Hand.”
Instantly, the tone of the conversation shifted.
The flirtatious atmosphere dissipated completely.
“You really don’t give me any face. I’m speaking to you in my real voice, yet you always add a voice changer…” On the other end of the line, Lu Yixun chuckled softly, his flirtatious laughter carrying through. “If you’re going to change your voice, at least pick something better than that unpleasant old man’s tone.”
“Who says this isn’t my real voice?”
The man on the other end of the line was Lu Yixun, a legendary physician known as the God’s Hand. He claimed that even the King of Hell wouldn’t dare take anyone he intended to save.
However, after retreating from the public eye in recent years, he had gradually faded from view, and few people knew of him now.
“If that’s really the case, then I’d have to be reborn.” Dressed in a white lab coat, Lu Yixun stood on the highest floor of the Burj Al Arab in Dubai. Outside, the world was shrouded in a deep purple hue, with even the Dubai Gulf hidden within a profound blue-violet darkness.
As if nurturing something.
His tone remained frivolous as he touched the glass wall. “I can’t accept that the illustrious Tong Shen is an old man past his sixties.”
Ye Yuntong ran a hand through her hair, growing tired of his insinuations, and cut straight to the point. “Just tell me, what do you need?”
Lu Yixun fell silent for three seconds before his frivolous tone immediately turned grave. “Can you take on a mission?”
A smile curled at Ye Yuntong’s lips, her beautiful eyes lighting up completely. “Let’s talk money.”
“Five million. All you need to do is help someone escape.”
“Who?”
“His name is Bruce, my senior brother. He’s currently cornered in City A. I need you to help him get out safely. I’ll send you the detailed information.”
Lu Yixun transmitted the information to Ye Yuntong and added, “If all goes smoothly, you won’t need to intervene. We’ve already made arrangements. But we’re worried about unexpected complications—ISAF has gotten involved. Don’t worry, whether it succeeds or fails, I’ll pay you regardless.”
ISAF?
Ye Yuntong thought of that lighter.
So, that person’s target in City A was this Bruce?
As she pondered, she heard footsteps. Looking up, she saw a man in a suit emerge from the fitting room around the corner.
His posture was upright, his features sharp and handsome, with star-like brows and sword-like eyes. Even the refined suit couldn’t conceal the faint aura of iron and blood about him.
Him?
What a coincidence.
Qin Dingzhang turned his head and saw Ye Yuntong leaning against the glass wall, talking on the phone.
Her beautiful eyes were as bright as stars in the sky, but they lacked the innocence of a young girl. Instead, they held an innate roguishness and an air of disdain.
Their gazes met, and Ye Yuntong blinked at Qin Dingzhang, a faint smile curling at the corner of her lips as she spoke into the phone. “I’ll take it.”
She hung up the call, stood up, and walked step by step toward Qin Dingzhang.
On the other end of the line, Lu Yixun was somewhat surprised. Why had Tong Shen accepted his request so quickly this time, without even haggling over the price? They had worked together for many years, and he knew her temperament well—she was a money-grubber. No matter the job, she always raised the price before accepting. He had even prepared to add another million, so why hadn’t she bargained this time?
Could it be? She was very interested in this order?
Ye Yuntong walked up to Qin Dingzhang. Her beautiful eyes blinked, and when they opened again, they were full of lively playfulness. “Where are you from, handsome? This is the second time we’ve met—let’s get acquainted?”