The Return of the God Level Assassin

MO JIU stared at the two teenagers in front of him. One was tall and had an unfriendly expression as if he was silently telling people not to get close. The other one looked like a middle-schooler. He had a pretty face. But a perceptive person could still see from his smile and those bent eyes that he had nothing but bad intentions.

"What business do you have with me then?" he asked. Because, obviously, the middle-schooler said all those things just to get his attention. Not that it’s enough to get his interest.

"First, let me introduce ourselves. My name is Luo Yan and this is my younger brother, Luo Jin," Luo Yan said.

Mo Jiu showed a slight surprised expression. He looked from Luo Yan to Luo Jin then back to Luo Yan once again. This time, there was a hint of pity in the other’s eyes. Which made Luo Yan a bit confused.

"Did your parents give all the food in your house to your younger brother growing up that’s why he grew so tall and you didn’t grow at all?"

Luo Yan almost slipped from her seat when he heard that. Even more so because the other’s expression and tone voice seemed to believe that that was indeed the case. Mo Jiu wasn’t mocking or insulting him. He looked genuinely confused as to how Luo Yan could grow, no, actually not grow when his younger brother was so tall.

And here he thought that the surprise he saw on the other’s face was because he recognized their names. But that was obviously not the case. For the first time, Luo Yan found it quite hard to retain the expression on his face.

Luo Jin, on the other hand, was having quite the fun. It’s not everyday that he could see his second brother at a loss for words. The reason why he wasn’t annoyed by what Mo Jiu said was because the other obviously didn’t have any malice when he said it. In a way, this guy was also weird. No, ’unique’ was probably a much better description.

After Luo Yan got over his initial shock, he chose to just go straight to the point. He had a feeling that playing word games with this guy would only have a negative effect. The worst case, he would end up so annoyed, he would simply decide to forego with this plan and think of a much better one.

"We’re your sister’s schoolmates. We’re also the young masters of the Luo family. Just in case you haven’t heard of the Luo family, we’re one of the richest families in this city. Much richer than your family, by the way," he said. "You’re probably wondering why I’m saying these things to you. And no, it’s not because I’m bragging. I just want you to have a background on who we are, just in case your mind started to make up some weird, pardon my cursing, shit."

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This time, it was Mo Jiu’s turn to be speechless. As detached as he was, he still knew about the Luo family. His information was not that extensive. But he knew, at least, that they’re rich. And just like what this middle schooler, no, high schooler? Anyway, just like what this kid said, they’re richer than his family.

"And...?" he asked, because he truly couldn’t think of what the other’s point was.

Obviously, they came here looking for him specifically. The only reason he could think of was because of his sister. After all, before this kid introduced himself and his brother, he first said that they were schoolmates with his sister. Which was probably the main point on why these two suddenly approached him.

"Have you read the article about your sister?" Luo Yan asked, no longer beating around the bush. "What will you do if I say that I’m the one who wrote it?"

Luo Jin glanced at his brother. He didn’t expect that Luo Yan would really just go straight to the point. He didn’t even bother to make a detour. Luo Jin turned to Mo Jiu, to see how the other reacted. To his surprise, aside from the slight widening of his eyes, the other didn’t really have a huge reaction.

Mo Jiu shrugged. "Nothing, probably."

If what this kid said was true, then Mo Jian most likely offended the other. If so, then she rightfully deserved what’s happening now. That girl had never really been the smartest person in the room. contemporary romance

The kid stared at him, as if observing his reaction. Then, as if discovering something, he said, "You truly don’t care."

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That’s right, Mo Jiu didn’t care. The attachment he had for his family was pretty weak. It didn’t really help that his father only ever really focused on Mo Jian. Growing up, his father was just like there to give him financial support. Never an emotional one. It didn’t really help that Mo Jian was so unlikable. So, through the years, whatever sentiment he might have had for his family also slowly dwindled.

Not that it affected him in a major way. Probably because he understood very early that he should not really expect anything from his father. The more he expected, the more he would be disappointed. Having no expectations did him wonders. He grew up freely without any emotional shackles.

Because of that, he was able to make decisions in life that didn’t center around his family. Decisions that were solely for himself and not for others. His life would have been hell if he grew up wanting his father’s recognition. Good thing he’s smart enough to not do that.

"Yes, I really don’t," he said as response to what the kid said earlier. "So, if you’re planning to rile me up by saying that you’re the one who wrote that article, it won’t work. It’s better if you go to my father and say the same thing. He’d definitely give you a much better reaction."

Luo Yan let out a huge laugh after hearing what Mo Jiu had said. Amusement and delight could be heard in his laugh. What an interesting person. "Hey, want to join us in doing something fun?"

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