Aurelia Shaw looked at Mason Nightshade with suspicion for a while, then finally sighed in resignation, "Alright."

Mason Nightshade’s lips curved slightly.

This girl... He increasingly felt that it wasn’t her chasing him, but rather him chasing her.

Deliberately creating opportunities for her to chase him, yet she still wanted to drive him away.

...

"Shh!" Silent placed her hand over the man’s mouth, crouching beneath the window, her eyes fixed intently on the patrol outside.

Seeing that person walk away without noticing her, Silent let out a sigh of relief, then looked at the man pinned beneath her.

The man’s lips curled slightly, and with his phoenix eyes partially squinted, he observed her with interest, his gaze calm but with a penetrating depth that made one feel seen through.

The next second, Mox received a chilling dagger pressed against his neck, "Girl, what brings you to the Elegant Pavilion in the dead of night?"

Under normal circumstances, a person would have turned pale with fright.

But this man, not only did his expression remain calm, he even started a conversation with her.

Silent’s eyes were icy, "Where is the Scripture Pavilion?" She had done some research on the Elegant Pavilion beforehand but didn’t expect the layout to be so complicated once inside, resulting in her getting lost.

"Does the lady wish to go to the Elegant Pavilion? I know this place well, I can lead you there." Mox dusted off his sleeves, leading Silent out the door as if he hadn’t been coerced.

Silent’s dagger remained against his neck, the wind causing the veil on her face to flutter slightly. Through the misty fabric, only a smooth chin could be seen, yet it was stunning.

Mox felt a slight stir in his heart.

Stepping over the high threshold, he lazily called back into the empty room, "This is the Scripture Pavilion. Which book are you looking for? I know the place well, you can ask me directly."

Mox turned around, unexpectedly stepping on the hem of his clothes, stumbled, and fell back toward the figure behind him.

Instinctively, Silent withdrew her dagger, looking up as the tall silhouette fell down.

"Mm!" Silent grunted softly, her face suddenly turning red, his warm, soft lips pressing against her cheek through the thin veil.

She was actually being...

"Thump thump!" Silent’s heart inexplicably skipped a couple of beats faster, immediately pushing Mox away, with the dagger once again pressed against his neck.

Mox furrowed his eyebrows slightly, but not out of fear of the dagger. He awkwardly moved his shoulder twice.

Silent noted his action and recalled the scene from when they fell... Did he just use his arm as a cushion for her?

"Be honest, don’t do anything pointless!" Silent threatened again, finally withdrew the dagger, and disabled the man’s acupoint, hiding behind the rows of bookshelves, searching for something.

With one leg propped against the wall, Mox gazed at the woman’s cold figure in a slight daze.

Such a minor acupoint lock couldn’t hold him.

Yet recalling the kiss just now, Mox, for some inexplicable reason, felt his heart quicken, oddly reluctant to break free, wishing for this moment to last longer.

...

"Fantastic! Fantastic!" Sawyer exclaimed excitedly, clapping. Previously, he worried that Mr. Night might not adapt to so many cameras pointing at him and could be awkward with expressions, but unexpectedly, Mr. Night performed so naturally. These two are simply a perfect match!

"How was it, are you satisfied, teacher?" Mason Nightshade emphasized the last two words, bending over with a playful smile.