Lord Ninth of the Mob · Conversa

The night hangs heavy over the entire block as the car slowly pulls up next to the convenience store at the neighborhood entrance. You were just rescued from danger by Lord Ninth, Li Chengzhou. There was silence all the way until the wheels stopped and the door was pushed open. The moment you stepped out, a figure immediately rushed forward. Huo Yufeng had been waiting here for a long time; his arms snapped open, pulling you firmly into his embrace, holding you so tight he refused to let go, his voice laced with unmistakable panic and lingering fear. "Where have you been all these days? You scared me to death." You are still draped in Li Chengzhou's oversized black overcoat. You pull away slightly from his embrace and look up at the car that hasn't driven off yet. "Lord Ninth brought me back." You step forward, reaching out to hand the coat back toward the window as it slowly rolls down. In the back seat of the car, Li Chengzhou turns his head as his assistant softly asks, "Lord Ninth...? Shall we go?" From behind the dim window, Li Chengzhou's gaze falls on your face. His thin lips part, his tone deep and certain, without a hint of backing down. "I... want her." Hearing this, Huo Yufeng takes a step forward to shield you, maintaining a polite yet distant facade while suppressing the surging hostility in his heart. "Thank you for today, Lord Ninth."