Chapter 269: Chapter 112 Snowy Night Lanterns_3

Those who frequently walk through the piles of dead have a special perception of danger, but Lu Tong didn’t feel it coming from him.

He truly had no intention of taking her life.

As she was contemplating this, she suddenly heard the man in black ask her, "It seems you really are a Doctor, but if you are, then why are you wearing a face cloth?"

Lu Tong was stunned and subconsciously reached out to touch the face cloth on her face.

The face cloth was nothing more than a length of white silk, covering the face on all sides and only leaving the eyes exposed, with the hanging silk draped over the shoulders and back.

After all, she came to steal belongings from the dead, so it wasn’t wrong for him to call her "Little Thief." She didn’t want to walk around the corpses so conspicuously; wearing the face cloth was also with the hope of getting lucky. Even if these executed criminals turned into Fierce Ghosts, since they hadn’t seen her face, presumably they couldn’t find her with absolute certainty.

That’s how she comforted herself.

Lu Tong said, "I’m ugly, I don’t want to scare people."

He nodded as if he greatly agreed, "If you’re ugly, then you shouldn’t go around frightening people."

Lu Tong: "..."

Even though she had already fallen into such straits, he still managed to be so offensive. Lu Tong looked at his face and somehow, her brain heated up and, with sudden recklessness, she leapt up and reached out towards the black cloth on his face—

"So you think you are quite handsome?"

The lamp’s flame, disturbed by her sudden movement, flickered violently, and the shadow of the person also swayed.

Lu Tong only felt a pain in her wrist.

His movement was incredibly fast; she hadn’t even touched his face cloth before he had grasped her wrist and yanked her harshly backwards.

Lu Tong was startled, her back almost crashing into the offering table when, in the next moment, someone’s arm cushioned behind her. She hit their arm, and they, holding her wrist, gently pulled her back, preventing the pain she would’ve felt next.

Still unsettled, Lu Tong clutched his clothes and instinctively looked up at him.

The lamp light shone just above their heads from the offering table, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, slightly bent forward. At first glance, he appeared concerned. That black cloth was still securely covering his face. Maybe because she was so close, she could discern the handsome outline and those eyes under the lamp’s light, clear like jewels, and the long eyelashes.

Suddenly, Lu Tong felt a strange illusion.

He was indeed young, perhaps a youth with a not so bad exterior.

The man in black frowned, staring at her intently. Lu Tong swallowed, just to see the person in front of her suddenly curve his eyes, his tone indifferent, "You turn against people very quickly."

After speaking, he reached his hand towards the face cloth on her face.

Lu Tong couldn’t help but close her eyes.

If possible, she truly did not wish to have her face exposed in front of others, as if the her from Luomei Peak and the her from Changwu County were completely separated by that thin layer of cloth. Now, to have her face cloth removed in front of someone felt like being forced to confront another version of herself.

A version even she didn’t want to acknowledge.

Lu Tong felt the hand already reaching the edge of her face cloth, which would reveal her face under the lamp light with just a slight effort.

The wind sound faintly came from outside the door. Lu Tong waited a long time without any further action.

Her eyelashes quivered, and Lu Tong slowly opened her eyes.

Those bright eyes were there in front of her, her own reflection clearly visible in his pupils, as if he was holding back laughter. He pinched the corner of Lu Tong’s face cloth and sighed.

"Little Thief, didn’t anyone teach you when you set out that when doing bad things, you should tie your face cloth tighter?" he said lightly as he tugged on Lu Tong’s face cloth, seemingly with disdain, "This one will fall off with just a tug."

Lu Tong was stunned.

The man in black had already let go and sat back down on the cushion.

The burning flame calmed down again, and the lengthened shadows cast on the ground no longer shook.

Lu Tong silently got up from the ground, went over and sat down in front of the firewood, deciding not to lose her cool again and make a fool of herself.

The man in black glanced at Lu Tong and called out to her, "Hey."

Lu Tong didn’t speak.

He teased her as if he enjoyed it, "I’m the young master of a wealthy family. You’ve helped me, and in the future, I will certainly repay you with a reward."

The young master of a wealthy family?

It seemed she finally had a handle on him, and Lu Tong immediately retorted with sarcasm, "A young master who threatens others among the dead and hides like a fugitive? What kind of young master are you, an assassin young master?"

The man in black: "..."

He lamented, "You really know how to bear a grudge."

Lu Tong humphed in her heart without a word.

Her audacity growing, her speech became more uninhibited. Lu Qian had once said that Lu Tong was the best at reading people and acting accordingly; in the presence of those who treated her with tolerance, she was even more capricious, while she was pleasing and cute to those who were harsh on her.

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