"Quiet, quiet, isn’t it quiet enough?" Yang Yun mumbled a few words but didn’t bother him any further.

In front of her parents, Yurong felt immense pressure. Her mother only tested her with a question before quickly changing the subject. If it were her father asking, she truly wouldn’t know how to respond.

So, after lingering for a bit, she stood up and said, "Dad, Mom, you rest for a while. Yue Yao and I will go upstairs to have a look."

"No way!" Yang Yun immediately protested, "If they..."

Speaking to this point, she was afraid of being overheard, causing panic, so she lowered her voice, "If all three of them went upstairs, what if they didn’t all leave but someone is hiding up there? Wouldn’t it be dangerous for you to go up? Let’s just wait here!"

Waiting, but for what, she couldn’t really articulate.

Waiting until dawn?

Does dawn guarantee safety?

They are assassins, not ghosts!

Waiting for that person to come back?

Will that person return?

What if it only sounded a bit like Li Yan, but it wasn’t him?

Yurong shook her head, "No way, if they’re still up there... then they could come down anytime to control us. Why would they continue hiding?"

In her heart, she believed in Li Yan. She knew Li Yan would never abandon her and leave her in danger, so if he dared to drive away, he must know it’s already safe here. At least... temporarily safe.

"Then... we need to call some to accompany you." Yang Yun also wanted to confirm if anyone was still hiding upstairs; otherwise, she couldn’t fully relax at home, and it wouldn’t be good to always be in the living room. Can’t always stay here in the living room, right?

To reassure her mother, Yurong carefully showed her something. "We weren’t prepared just now, but now it’s different..."

"This... this... isn’t safe..." Yang Yun covered her mouth in shock.

Zhang Tianyi’s gaze also shifted over.

What Yurong took out was the gun Li Yan threw in, which landed on the floor and was not taken away by the assassins. She had collected it before waking the others, so as not to cause panic.

"It’s all right. I’m going upstairs with Yue Yao. Hehe, there must be no one up there. I’m just going up to put this away." Yurong chuckled, then pulled Yue Yao upstairs.

Yang Yun didn’t know what to say; seeing a gun is always jarring, and having it at home isn’t a good thing. But now isn’t the time to deal with it; can’t just throw it in the trash, right? If someone picks it up, whether for committing crimes or reporting it, it’s troublesome. So for now, just let her go upstairs to hide it.

"You say something! What a mess, what to do, you have to come up with something." Yang Yun could only urge her silent husband beside her.

Zhang Tianyi looked thoughtful but remained silent.

...

Yurong and Yue Yao went upstairs, saying nothing, conducting a symbolic search in each room. After finding nothing, they arrived at her bedroom.

Shutting the door, Yurong slumped onto the bed, tossing the gun aside.

Yue Yao sat beside her, comforting, "It’s okay; we’ve encountered this kind of situation before. Tonight... At least they didn’t shoot, right."

Though she tried to disguise it, Yue Yao knew it was hard to completely conceal her calm and cover, so she explained first with some caution, "Ah... The last time I was critically injured, it was almost like dying once. Now in the face of danger, I don’t fear it as much."

Yurong didn’t doubt her or perceive her as overly calm. She wasn’t scared; her down mood was because of her connection with Li Yan!

"Yue Yao..."

"Hmm?"

"We haven’t known each other for even half a year, but we’ve really clicked, and we’ve always gotten along well. I treat you as my best friend, like a sister... including today, we’ve both been through life and death a few times..."

"Hmm, if you wish... to say something, just say it!" Yue Yao sensed her unusual demeanor, knowing she had something inconvenient to say.

This was very likely the thing she had been worried about!

This made her heart grow heavy. If it was indeed spoken of, she could no longer stay with them and would have to leave! The moment had finally come...

Yurong nodded, "So, I know you’ll keep my secret, but... I’m hoping you won’t deceive me, even if it’s a kind deception, alright?"

Yue Yao silently nodded.

"Earlier... you heard what the person outside was saying."

"Hmm."

"Although he addressed those assassins in international language, that voice, I guess you found it familiar too, right?" Yurong forced a bitter smile, "It’s Li Yan, isn’t it?"

Yue Yao nodded softly, "Hmm. It’s him..."

Despite her heart knowing beforehand, and guessing others knew too, being confirmed by someone else still weighed heavy on Yurong, leaving her with no chance but to face the fact!

She reached for the gun on the bed, sighed deeply, "This is a real gun, isn’t it? Is this his gun? Or did he confiscate it from the assassins? How does he have this ability? Why does he seem fearless against the assassins? Why is it the assassins seem to fear him a bit? What exactly is his identity?"

Yue Yao gave a bitter smile; at this point, even if not spoken, she should’ve guessed it, leaving little to conceal.

"He’s an assassin, a very skilled assassin."

Yurong was slightly surprised, looking at her inquisitively, "How do you know he’s an assassin?"

"Hmm?" In turn, Yue Yao looked at her quizzically, secretly thinking, haven’t you already guessed? Isn’t this you seeking my affirmation?

Witnessing her reaction, Yurong shook her head again, expressing, "Indeed, with my questions earlier, wasn’t I illustrating that he’s an assassin, a very skilled one? Beyond this answer, there really isn’t another explanation! We know he knows martial arts, is adept; even remaining calm, daring, having the capability to defeat the assassins to seize the gun can be understood. For our safety, he didn’t fear danger, didn’t fear assassins, which is normal, but doesn’t explain why he talked about missions, commissions, wanting to kill them all..."

"..." Yue Yao was stunned; was what she wanted affirmation of merely whether the person earlier was Li Yan? Hadn’t she guessed both Li Yan’s and her identity, their relationship?

She inwardly broke into a cold sweat, nearly speaking out at the last moment! Based on Li Yan’s previous performance, his assassin identity was essentially exposed before her; speaking of it wasn’t much. But if she disclosed she too was an assassin, had long known Li Yan, and had been together, it would be somewhat overwhelming for Yurong currently.

"Er... I wouldn’t have thought your analysis would be so extensive. I just found these assassins seemed scared off by his words. And he didn’t show up at all; would that count as... imposing awe?"

Listening to Yue Yao, Yurong couldn’t help but laugh a bit, "Him? Imposing awe, more like blustering!"

After laughing, she pondered further, slowly saying, "I guess... Upon hearing my call, he might have speculated that something happened here and contacted a friend for assistance. Should that be the case, where the assassins originally expected him to come through instead turned to him capitalizing on the scheme, covertly ambushing the assassins outside. This gave the opponents a sense of unfathomable depth, followed by his bluffing, causing the assassins to avoid a direct confrontation, running in fear."

Of course, Yue Yao knew Li Yan hadn’t called for help; he managed on his own. Though, this moment wasn’t fit for revealing. "Then if he didn’t come inside but drove off, was it to lead the assassins outside away, getting them to follow the ones who just left?"

"It’s possible, so..." Gazing at the gun in her hand, Yurong whispered, "I’m very worried about his safety, uncertain of his current situation." (To be continued; for the next development, please log in to www.qidian.com for more Chapters, support the author, support legitimate reading!)