But at this moment, Bai Jing's entire body was pinned down, and an unprecedented strangeness spread throughout her body.
Her whole body was burning hot, her limbs felt weak.
She wanted to push Li Chonglou but found she couldn't exert any force. Or perhaps it wasn't that she couldn't push him away, but rather that her subconscious, deep down, didn't want to.
From being seen naked by this man to carrying out missions these past few days.
Her heart had long since shifted from a disdainful and indifferent attitude to one of acknowledgement and recognition.
Especially at today's auction, the way Li Chonglou played Yang Qian like a fool.
It made her heart tremble.
And the domineering declaration of one hundred million, not because of the money. She had no concept of money, but that kind of courage and insight, rarely seen in the world, made people fall for him uncontrollably.
Thinking of her current relationship with him, a wave of unspoken desire arose in her heart.
She couldn't help but cry out, "Let me go..."
Her voice was soft and weak, filled with shyness and tenderness, completely different from her usual demeanor.
It seemed less like a rejection and more like an invitation.
In this situation, this environment, coupled with Bai Jing's tone, it would be an extremely potent forbidden drug for any man.
But to Bai Jing's surprise, Li Chonglou actually got up and moved away.
The intense gaze in his eyes gradually faded.
This shocked Bai Jing to the core.
This man's self-control was actually at such a high level.
"Don't worry, I wouldn't dare to bully you. Otherwise, Fan Da would beat me up when I get back." Li Chonglou's tone was half-joking, half-serious. He reached out and pulled Bai Jing up from the bed.
Actually, how could he be afraid of Fan Lei.
In this situation, it was like fire meeting fuel, ready to ignite at the slightest touch.
He was a normal man, full of vigor. He didn't hold any notions of fidelity.
All along, his aloofness towards romantic relationships wasn't because he wanted to be worthy of Jiang Yuxin, but because he felt at peace with himself.
Only a person with an empty soul would try to fill it with lust.
And he, harboring too many secrets and concerns, had no time for such thoughts.
Furthermore, Bai Jing was no ordinary woman.
No matter how delicate she appeared, she was a special forces operative, a soldier. Marriage was protected by law.
He was also a soldier now. Messing around could land him in military court.
Li Chonglou wouldn't be so foolish as to face such unnecessary consequences.
In fact, it had nothing to do with self-control, it was merely a matter of weighing the pros and cons.
"You... get some sleep early." Bai Jing's attention was no longer on the base. Blushing, she hurried out of the room.
Returning to the sofa, she hugged her blanket and couldn't sleep for a long time.
The scene from just moments ago kept replaying in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the hotter her heart became.
She had been strictly disciplined since childhood. In her memory, her father had never smiled at her, nor had he praised her.
This had led to her being arrogant and indifferent from a young age.
In college, she majored in psychology. Due to her cold demeanor, people kept their distance.
Many men had crushes on her, but none dared to pursue her.
Later, she was scouted by the military and enlisted as a special recruit. Her excellent performance then led her to join the Xiong Ying unit.
For so many years, she had never been so close to a man as she had been with Li Chonglou.
She had never had her body exposed like this before.
Both of these precedents had been broken by Li Chonglou.
No matter how proud she was, her heart had been involuntarily touched, leaving an indelible mark.
"What kind of person are you? Why are you so unmoved when you're with me?" Bai Jing murmured to herself, a flicker of almost imperceptible loss in her beautiful eyes.
She had originally come into the room to discuss the infiltration plan with Li Chonglou, but it seemed that was no longer possible.
Inside the room, Li Chonglou was unaware of the woman's complicated thoughts.
This time, he locked the door to avoid further disturbances.
Then, repeating his previous action, he dripped another drop of blood onto the base.
The red light reappeared, and the blood flowed along the etched patterns, finally pooling into the central rhombus-shaped indentation.
A blood bead the size of a soybean formed, floating in the air at the center of the indentation, radiating a brilliant light.
It swirled and shimmered.
This supernatural phenomenon left Li Chonglou unable to hide his shock.
His heart churned: "Why wasn't there such a peculiar spectacle in my past life?"
"Could it be because there was no Shibogong in the indentation?"
The rhombus-shaped indentation in the center of the base was meant for placing the Shibogong, that fourteen-sided dice, which fit perfectly.
After his blood entered the Shibogong, his soul was directly reborn.
But now, it had condensed into a blood bead.
How could he find clues about the Shibogong by relying on this base?
Li Chonglou's mind was filled with questions.
Just then, the blood bead wriggled and transformed, forming a symbol out of thin air.
No, it should be said it was a character, written in ancient script.
"Water?" Li Chonglou, having studied ancient script extensively, recognized it immediately.
As his thoughts became scattered, the character for water immediately dissipated into nothingness, and the blood bead, like the first time, dispersed its light and vanished.
It became unremarkable again.
Li Chonglou's heart stirred. Could this base sense people's thoughts, appearing and disappearing at will?
Yes, otherwise, why did the blood light suddenly extinguish when Bai Jing entered earlier?
It was truly a marvel of craftsmanship, incredibly magical.
However, what did this character for "water" mean?
Did it mean the whereabouts of the Shibogong were related to water?
With just this one character, even a god would find it difficult to guess.
Li Chonglou was completely baffled, recalling everything he had seen when he encountered the Shibogong in his past life.
At that time, he had asked people at the National Museum how the Shibogong came to be, and the answer was that they didn't know.
It had been sent by a mysterious person with no other information.
Now, there were still fifty years before that mysterious person would appear.
He could wait, but his master and senior disciples couldn't.
He had to find a way to figure out the whereabouts of the original Shibogong.
His master had said that his father had disappeared out of thin air in Wu Zetian's tomb, and their search had been fruitless.
For some reason, he always felt that this matter was also related to the Shibogong, so no matter what, he had to find a clue to it.
"It seems I can only leave it for now. Once the mission is complete, I'll return to Qin Zhou to find my master. He has studied it his entire life, and he might be able to unravel the mystery." Li Chonglou thought hard for most of the night but still had no clues, so he could only carefully wrap the base and keep it close to him.
The night passed without incident.
The next morning, in the Tan Palace, Fan Keli, wearing a silk robe, received the news.
The subordinates he had sent, including Lin Huai, had all been detained and secretly interrogated for twenty-four hours.
They were arrested on charges of damaging cultural relics and attempted murder.
Fortunately, they hadn't implicated him, only saying they had a feud with Li Chonglou.
This made him breathe a sigh of relief.
"Boss, should we make another move next?" Fan Keli's secretary asked cautiously.
"That brat seems to be even more capable than I imagined. Having someone like that is like a time bomb!" Fan Keli narrowed his eyes, a cold glint in them. "I don't care about that girl Fan Meng, but this kind of unyielding rogue who appears out of nowhere must be eliminated!"
"Immediately summon Song Yi."
"Do we really need to find him?" The secretary was filled with shock at the mention of this name.
Song Yi, though an ordinary name, was like a deity to the Fan family.
He was the kind of deity who could stop a crying child.
It was said that he came from an ancient martial arts family. During a time of war, the Fan family patriarch had saved his life.
To repay the Fan family, he willingly served them for life.
After the Fan family grew stronger, he announced he was going into seclusion, and had been in seclusion for thirteen years.
The boss actually wanted to find him to do something.
This...
"Even when hunting a rabbit, one should use their full strength. I cannot give that brat another chance to retaliate," Fan Keli's eyes were filled with malice.
He knew very well that Song Yi was a double-edged sword; if not used properly, it could lead to his own demise.
But he had no other choice. Moreover, the patriarch was currently unconscious.
His eldest son had been put in prison by him, sentenced to life.
Now, within the Fan family, he was the supreme authority. Since Song Yi was loyal to the Fan family, he had to be loyal to him.
"Yes!" The secretary retreated tremblingly. --
At the same time, at the Zhonghai Airport.
A tall, alluring woman with a captivating charm gracefully descended the stairs.
Several men immediately rushed to help her with her luggage, eagerly fawning over her.
After the woman disembarked, she took her luggage.
Without a word or a backward glance, she left.
"Miss... Miss, could I have your number..." the men called out anxiously.
But in the blink of an eye, the woman had disappeared into the crowd.
Shortly after, outside the airport entrance, the woman reappeared, this time wearing sunglasses, and got into a Rolls-Royce Cullinan.
In the passenger seat sat a burly man with a scar on his brow.
"Miss Ye Niao, the boss sent me to pick you up. Everything is according to your instructions," the burly man said respectfully as he drove onto the road.
The woman was Ye Niao, the female assassin sent by Huang Dongcheng to kill Li Chonglou.
"Immediately find out where this person is right now." Ye Niao took off her sunglasses and handed a photo of Li Chonglou to the burly man.
The burly man took the photo, took a picture of it with his phone, and sent a message.
Half an hour later, he received a reply.
The burly man immediately reported, "Found him. He's staying in the presidential suite, room 3008, at the Clara International Hotel. Shall I bring people over?"
"No need. I'll handle this myself." A hint of killing intent flashed in Ye Niao's beautiful eyes as she instructed, "Take me to the Clara International Hotel, and then you can leave."
After flying back to Yong'an from abroad, she had begun searching for Li Chonglou's whereabouts, but after several days of fruitless effort.
She traced his last known location to the mountainous region of Wuning County, which was a military restricted zone.
Thinking she wouldn't be able to complete her mission, she coincidentally learned that Li Chonglou had left Wuning County and come to Zhonghai.
She immediately took a plane to Zhonghai to carry out the assassination mission.
The burly man dropped Ye Niao off at the Clara International Hotel as instructed and then left.
Ye Niao took her luggage and checked into room 3007.
As soon as she entered the room, she heard the door of room 3008 opposite open.
Bai Jing, elegantly dressed, walked out with Li Chonglou. After looking around, she let go of his hand.
"Let's go. I need you to accompany me on something first." Bai Jing's expression turned cold and imperious.
Li Chonglou followed without a word.
Through the gap in the door, Ye Niao watched their receding figures, her eyes flashing with killing intent.
She immediately followed them out.
She hadn't expected Li Chonglou to dare to come to Zhonghai and chase girls at such a critical juncture.
He was truly courting death!